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First round! Let's have some campers.
As a note! Due to the size of the rounds and how we post applications, we are no longer able to accomodate requests to post applications together. We apologize for this! We'll try to do it when we can and sometimes it all works out nicely with the camper-counselor batch split, but we can no longer do this all the time. The scrapbook has been edited accordingly.
Remember!
- Applicants, respond anonymously.
- If you're going to do the whole "ask me why I voted you out!" thing, please state who you voted out.
- No speculating about the identity of the applicants!
Now VOTE. GOOD ENOUGH, closed!
Character: Murasame Toko
Series: Uragiri wa Boku no Namae wo Shitteiru (Betrayal Knows My Name)
Character Age: 17
Canon: Sakurai Yuki may have the ability to sense others' memories and feelings, but he's happy living an ordinary life at the orphanage where he was raised. Then in one day he discovers that he not only has a lot of family left—the enormous and wealthy Giou clan—but that many of them also have special powers. The downside? They have to use them in their millenium-long war against Duras, demons who use and feed on people's negative thoughts. Worse, Yuki is the number one target in this conflict because he can heal the Giou family's Zweilt guardians, who in turn protect him fiercely. As the war ramps up, Yuki struggles to deal with the situation, his identity (long story short: lots of reincarnation), and forming bonds with his new friends and teammates.
Murasame Toko is one of the first guardians Yuki meets, and an offense specialist who fights with a large sword, limited telepathy and good hearing. Toko is kind hearted, caring and generally one of the more upbeat teammates, often trying to cheer the others up. However, this doesn't mean she's all smiles all the time. She's also straightforward and easy to read, which makes it simple to rile her up with things like injustice, being dismissed as just a girl or one of the guys doing something "lecherous" . . . like walking around shirtless. And war or not, she's still a teenage girl who daydreams about finding love and gets exasperated by being surrounded by stupid teenage boys. Still, as one of the older Zweilts Toko tries to be a role model, doing her best to keep a cool head and not fall apart. She isn't always successful, but she gives it—and everything else she does—her all.
Sample post:
I was excited to help when they first mentioned this training camp for potential Zweilts, but now that I'm here it's a little . . . I don't want to say "terrible," but it doesn't seem like they thought things through very well. Putting up a barrier so civilians don't accidentally wander too close was a good idea, but the location and setting aren't very realistic. We live and fight in cities, so I don't think learning how to fight in a swamp or lake is very useful—and speaking of not realistic, why is the lake purple? Plus, I didn't think any fish could survive in there, but I heard something huge swimming inside . . . unless that's supposed to be for advanced training. R-Really advanced. Anyway, that's not everything. I was looking around earlier and some pervert had draped underwear all over one of the trees! How is anyone supposed to get any training done with something like that around?
If that wasn't enough, there's the recruits themselves. Most of them look like they don't have the physical stamina to walk ten feet, so don't even talk about fighting. Also, I really hope their appearances are supposed to be for . . . reconnaissance or something, because that's the best explanation I can think of for the oozing and the smell. Um, no offense or anything! I offered to spar with some of them earlier so I could give them tips, but they just sniggered and made jokes about my sword—ooh, my mind feels dirty just remembering it! Why are even dead-looking boys lechers? And when I ignored them, a lot of the others seemed more interested in . . . well, it's good that they want to improve their minds, but you can't neglect your physical training either! It's really discouraging when half of your class wants to talk about brains instead of paying attention to you.
. . . haah, but I shouldn't let all of that get me down! I'm sorry for complaining to you; you're the ones who really want to learn, so I should be doing my best to help you improve. You're so enthusiastic and determined that I'm sure you'll be able to succeed. I know it can be hard, but just keep at it! You know, I think it would be easier if you paired up to train. You'd get a partner once you finished anyway, so it can't hurt to start now. And having a good partner is very important—they support you physically and emotionally, and you do the same for them. It can get to the point where you connect so deeply that you fight in perfect unison, hearts beating as one as you each compensate for the shortcomings of the other . . . ♥
—kyaa, get away from his leg! It was a figure of speech!
Character: Renjou Hotsuma
Series: Betrayal Knows My Name
Character Age: 16
Canon: Sakurai Yuki is special. Possessing the ability to sense and heal pain, he is sought out by two sides in a thousand year battle; the Giou who are people with powers and the Duras, demons who lurk in the corners of people's hearts. Yuki is then whisked away by his older brother Giou Takashiro and becomes acquainted with his constantly reincarnated teammates known as the Zweilt Guardians. Yuki struggles to come to terms with his powers and his identity. Especially since his identity has past lives and connotations attached to it.
Renjou Hotsuma is one of the Zweilts with the power to set things on fire through his voice. Blunt, abrupt and extremely rude, he doesn't care about anyone's opinions but his own and he acts dismissive and uncaring. Hotsuma is an honest person with an explosive temper, saying whatever comes to mind, regardless of whether it makes sense or not. Yet, deep down, Hotsuma is extremely insecure about people and struggles with his own dangerous abilities. Kind and protective, he wants to help everyone, boldly and with all his strength. Even if he is not the brightest bulb around when it comes to a plan.
Sample Post:
Oi, you're all in a heap of trouble. First off, you decide to run away from a place that provides stuff to eat, thinking it would be manly to scavenge for "brainy" food in the swamp and make a name for yourselves. What a joke! You're no zombies, you're just a pack of lowly runaways. Well, it's time for you to grow the fuck up. You've wasted everyone's time with this little stunt, especially mine. Who am I? Your worst nightmare, you dumbasses. I'm going to kick the common sense into you lot if it's the last thing I do. So push those jaws up and stand straight! If you think looking a little green going to help you now, I'll be sure to dump you into the lake for a good washing! Finally, you guys seem to get the idea. Unlike the rest of you, I've got muscles and I know how to use 'em for the greater good. And the greater good today is to make sure you all finally get to eat a healthy meal.
Right, so here's the plan. We all go back to camp, you put on a good show of apologizing for being inconsiderate bastards and you'll finally get to use cutlery again. See, isn't it great? And I get to go home and pretend I didn't have to haul your asses out of the metaphor-somethingsomething fire and everyone gets to appreciate my people skills. It's a complete win-win situation. Okay, maybe it's more of a I-Win, You-Lose situation but c'mon! You guys are miserable here! You don't eat, you don't sleep, you look like you're falling apart! Someone's got to look out for you and since I'm here, I'm going to do it. Not that I want to, unfortunately. At least you guys will stop looking so green and talking about brains. Please, like I can't tell the difference between real zombies and you fakes. The sooner we get back to Camp, the sooner you guys can see a psychiatrist. And several doctors.
Do you get it now? There's no point staying here. Even if you have a reason, even if you feel lost and alone, there's zero meaning in running and hiding. You should face it head on and tell them how you feel! Especially if they're taking away what you need! It doesn't matter if they're brains or something else. Don't let anyone stop you from being who you want to be, or there's no point to living at all, even if you really are a zombie. Raise your heads up and face your destiny.
If it's your right to have Tuesday's Soup, then you damn well better fight for it!
Character: Claudia Donovan
Series: Warehouse 13 (official)
Age: 20~
Canon: Warehouse 13 is a whirlwind hybrid of Indiana Jones, the X Files, and Antiques Roadshow on crack. It follows a group of federal agents (and one spunky kid genius) as they run around tracking and containing "artifacts", objects from throughout history that have freaky and usually dangerous effects on reality. Claudia Donovan is the aforementioned kid genius -- or more accurately, young lady genius! Dragged into Warehouse drama at a young age, Claudia is fascinated by the "house of weird" and loves chasing down artifacts with the team. She adds youth and good humor to the Warehouse crew; you can count on Claudia to snark her way through dangerous situations.
Although Claudia gets herself into a great deal of trouble due to her curiosity and rebellious nature, she has proven herself invaluable to the Warehouse team. She is extremely loyal and eager to please her new family, which leads to her occasionally making questionable decisions. In any case, her creative inventions and quick thinking have saved the day several times... so we'll just ignore that she caused one or two or ten of the disasters in the first place. Everybody makes mistakes, okay?
Note: the standard Warehouse weapon is a “Tesla” gun which shoots disabling electric bursts at the target.
Sample Post:
Okay, I admit it. I was pretty excited about this assignment. An actual sighting of the Cthulhu idol statue would earn me mondo geek points, and a solo mission? Score one for the Claudinator! The details were a little weird even by our standards, but I waved it off. Our tip was a report of a giant lake squid? ‘That’s disturbing,’ I said, ‘but once I bag the statue it’ll just be calamari!’ It’s deep in a Louisiana swamp? ‘Slap some waders on me,’ I told them, ‘and I’ll stop for jambalaya on the way home!’ Sure it seems sketch but you have to understand that in my business, sketch is like a codeword for legit. The more double-you-tee-effs you could toss into a field report, the more likely it is that shit’s real.
So I headed down here thinking things would be easy peasy. Now that I’ve met what might be left of the ‘undying’ secret cult, I’m not so sure. No one mentioned zombies. Majorly old school zombies, too, the classic 60s horror ones that drip questionable bodily fluids. My best artifact-y guess is an epic laundry mishap, and the poor schmuck dropped dead in George Romero’s tighty whities. Like, I bet Romero’s had a backfired viagra adventure at some point... he’s old, right? So it turned into ‘what rests in here will rise again!’ And again... and again, and again! I officially Tesla’d those shamblers into barbeque, but they just wouldn’t stay down. If only I’d had some A1, y’know? Maybe with a good splash they would have eaten each other.
That was about the point I realized waders were an unfortunate choice in mission attire. Then again, being chased by a bunch of overdone Louisiana briskets didn’t require a particularly impressive escape... Anywho! Four hours later and I’m still squishing swamp farts with no cephalopods in sight, talking to myself. While I’m a fabulous conversationalist, that’s it, time to get down to business. Come on, tentacles. Heeeeeere, Squidy McSquiderson. Take me to your idol?
Holy fucknuggets, me and my big mouth-- no, no! KEEP THAT KRAKEN ON THE LEASH!
Character: Yamato Ishida
Series: Digimon Adventure
Character Age: 11
Canon: During the summer of 1999, seven Japanese kids who were supposed to be in summer camp suddenly found themselves in a place called the Digital World. There, the children found themselves partnered with their very own Digital Monster/Digimon. These children learn that they are the Chosen Children: the kids who are destined to save the Digital World as well as their own. Of course, they wouldn’t be able to do it without the help of their partners.
Yamato happens to be one of the Chosen Children; partnered with the Digimon Gabumon. He’s the cool, lone wolf amongst the seven. He has a bit of a temper, and will lash out on anyone who says anything bad about the things he considers the most important (his brother, his friends, his partner). He’s a skeptic, and carefully considers a lot of factors before coming to a decision. He’s not used to to talking about his feelings or having to confront someone, and comes off very awkward whenever he does. But behind his cold and aloof facade is someone who’s sensitive to the needs of others. It may come off as unlikely that he’s the Chosen Child who bears the Crest of Friendship, but Yamato is definitely one of those people who value friendship and teamwork the most.
(Note: Digimon evolve with the help of a Digivice. When they do, they often say the name of their next evolution. Eg. “Gabumon evolves to Garurumon!”)
Sample Post:
I was supposed to be in summer camp, but then I found myself in the Digital World. Now, I’m supposed to be in the Digital World, but here I am in some kind of camp. And it’s not the summer camp that I was supposed to be in, either. This place is just as crazy as the Digital World. We’ve got Digimon who attack by throwing pink poop, and over here, I saw some people playing with some pink goo earlier. And in the Digital World, we ran away from evil Digimon. Here, it’s zombies. Thankfully, they fall apart after running for a while. Guess they didn’t stock up on calcium while they were still alive.
Oh, right. I was given a letter when I got here. Let’s see. . . “Congratulations, Yamato! You’re the one and only CFUD Chosen Child! You’ll find your CFUDevice in your pocket—” I don’t know who decided this, but I’m definitely not going to do whatever they want! I already have Gabumon. And it’s Chosen Children! Being alone and fighting alone means nothing! And what kind of thing is this CFUDevice, anyway? It doesn’t look like it would make anything evolve at all. I’m pretty sure this plant isn’t a “device”. Where are the buttons? It doesn’t even beep! How do they expect me to use this?
“You’ve been brought to CFUD to help your partner, Marcymon, evolve. Attached is a picture of her. You should already know how the CFUDevice works, so make sure you use it properly!” Alright, I can say for sure that this is 100% crazy. Do they expect me to kiss Marcymon for her to evolve? No way am I going to do that. That’s just not right. I don’t think any Digimon or human would go for something like that. I need to talk Marcymon and tell her that I’m not interested, because I’m definitely not going to kiss anyone. . . Not that it’s my first kiss or anything.
Uh, hey. . . Marcymon. My name’s Yamato. I didn’t think you’d be this big! Digimon need lots of food to evolve, and your big stomach is a good sign! I’m not calling you fat, I swear! Anyway, I came here to apologize. Not because I called you fat, but because we can’t really be together. You were probably looking forward to us becoming partners, but that could never happen. I already have a partner, and it’s Gabumon. We’re pretty tight! I don’t think that would be right to Gabumon. But, hey. I bumped into your friends Zombiemon, Gorillamon, and Mooglemon earlier. Friendship is a really powerful thing, and I guarantee that you’re going to evolve with the help of your friends. You don’t need me if you have your friends. The more you believe in them, the stronger you become. Let me tell you a secret, but don’t tell anyone, alright? I’m here today because of my friends. My friends are my power.
Woah! Evolving already?! Marcymon evolves to McAvoymon?!
Character: Waver Velvet
Series: Fate/Zero
Character Age: 19
Canon: The Holy Grail War: a battle occurring every sixty years in the city of Fuyuki, for a chance to grasp the Grail and have one’s wish granted. Seven worthy magi are selected and each summons a hero from the past to fulfill one of seven Servant roles. Though usually only old magi families are selected to take part, Waver Velvet’s bloodline is a mere three generations thus far; he feels that magical prowess can be improved by knowledge, effort and experience - not blood. To prove himself, he steals his lecturer’s Servant-summoning relic from magical school and escapes to take part in the war.
Waver’s attempt at looking confident in himself and his abilities comes off as narcissistic and condescending, while inside he’s anxious and feels like he’s being humiliated. Easily flustered, cowardly and short-tempered, he often goes on rants to both himself and others when upset. Still, he’s intelligent and makes his opinions known, even if he’s whining all the way through. If one were to imagine a small yappy dog that runs away when approached, it would be accurate description.
Sample Post:
Okay, so let me get this straight: I’m trapped somewhere in Swampland, America... in a summer camp full of zombies. Real ones - maybe some kind of magecraft? Do people really practice necromancy anymore? Does this even count?! No, no, no, calm down, Waver - we have to figure out what happened. First of all, I don’t remember how I arrived here, so I’m assuming I was drugged or otherwise incapacitated and brought over... that would explain why my belongings are gone. Including my passport. How am I going to get back now? This is the worst exchange program ever! I’m going to do a lot of complaining when I get back to England - for more than just the horrible airport procedures in America! People don’t really put bombs in the bottom of their shoes, do they?
More importantly, zombies in a summer camp?! You don’t send your children off to a place with the undead walking around! Not to mention the parasites the bodies could be carrying, or the psychological trauma! This is downright psychotic. No, it’s insane - simply insane! And I’ve seen people do some crazy things, seen... some awful things people have done to one another! And how stereotypical could you get? A shotgun? Am I supposed to put this under my pillow? Horrible. Absolutely ridiculous. I deserve better treatment than this. And not just me - this is bloody awful for anyone who gets stuck here.
H-hey, these are all valid complaints. Shouldn’t I be the one rolling my eyes? Well, I suppose I’ll do my part and join the resistance to free everyone from this prison. I should be able to use my abilities and contribute in that way. Or you people could do a better job and not trap people in a barrier! What is this, a social experiment? Answer me!
Everything I say is invalid? How dare you! “Height rule?” What... what does size have to do with anything?! Don’t look down on me! So what if I’m a little short?! I just haven’t hit my growth spurt yet! Besides, that’s not an indicator of capability-- and more importantly, that’s not an answer or acknowledgement of any kind. Respecting people is not about measurements, but them as a person! And yes, I’m aware I should have stopped growing by my age-- wait, you’re still going on about that?! Unbelievable! No wonder you Americans are so embarrassing to watch - of course a country that idolizes fake tanned fools from a shore would treat foreigners this way!
As a note! Due to the size of the rounds and how we post applications, we are no longer able to accomodate requests to post applications together. We apologize for this! We'll try to do it when we can and sometimes it all works out nicely with the camper-counselor batch split, but we can no longer do this all the time. The scrapbook has been edited accordingly.
Remember!
- Applicants, respond anonymously.
- If you're going to do the whole "ask me why I voted you out!" thing, please state who you voted out.
- No speculating about the identity of the applicants!
Character: Murasame Toko
Series: Uragiri wa Boku no Namae wo Shitteiru (Betrayal Knows My Name)
Character Age: 17
Canon: Sakurai Yuki may have the ability to sense others' memories and feelings, but he's happy living an ordinary life at the orphanage where he was raised. Then in one day he discovers that he not only has a lot of family left—the enormous and wealthy Giou clan—but that many of them also have special powers. The downside? They have to use them in their millenium-long war against Duras, demons who use and feed on people's negative thoughts. Worse, Yuki is the number one target in this conflict because he can heal the Giou family's Zweilt guardians, who in turn protect him fiercely. As the war ramps up, Yuki struggles to deal with the situation, his identity (long story short: lots of reincarnation), and forming bonds with his new friends and teammates.
Murasame Toko is one of the first guardians Yuki meets, and an offense specialist who fights with a large sword, limited telepathy and good hearing. Toko is kind hearted, caring and generally one of the more upbeat teammates, often trying to cheer the others up. However, this doesn't mean she's all smiles all the time. She's also straightforward and easy to read, which makes it simple to rile her up with things like injustice, being dismissed as just a girl or one of the guys doing something "lecherous" . . . like walking around shirtless. And war or not, she's still a teenage girl who daydreams about finding love and gets exasperated by being surrounded by stupid teenage boys. Still, as one of the older Zweilts Toko tries to be a role model, doing her best to keep a cool head and not fall apart. She isn't always successful, but she gives it—and everything else she does—her all.
Sample post:
I was excited to help when they first mentioned this training camp for potential Zweilts, but now that I'm here it's a little . . . I don't want to say "terrible," but it doesn't seem like they thought things through very well. Putting up a barrier so civilians don't accidentally wander too close was a good idea, but the location and setting aren't very realistic. We live and fight in cities, so I don't think learning how to fight in a swamp or lake is very useful—and speaking of not realistic, why is the lake purple? Plus, I didn't think any fish could survive in there, but I heard something huge swimming inside . . . unless that's supposed to be for advanced training. R-Really advanced. Anyway, that's not everything. I was looking around earlier and some pervert had draped underwear all over one of the trees! How is anyone supposed to get any training done with something like that around?
If that wasn't enough, there's the recruits themselves. Most of them look like they don't have the physical stamina to walk ten feet, so don't even talk about fighting. Also, I really hope their appearances are supposed to be for . . . reconnaissance or something, because that's the best explanation I can think of for the oozing and the smell. Um, no offense or anything! I offered to spar with some of them earlier so I could give them tips, but they just sniggered and made jokes about my sword—ooh, my mind feels dirty just remembering it! Why are even dead-looking boys lechers? And when I ignored them, a lot of the others seemed more interested in . . . well, it's good that they want to improve their minds, but you can't neglect your physical training either! It's really discouraging when half of your class wants to talk about brains instead of paying attention to you.
. . . haah, but I shouldn't let all of that get me down! I'm sorry for complaining to you; you're the ones who really want to learn, so I should be doing my best to help you improve. You're so enthusiastic and determined that I'm sure you'll be able to succeed. I know it can be hard, but just keep at it! You know, I think it would be easier if you paired up to train. You'd get a partner once you finished anyway, so it can't hurt to start now. And having a good partner is very important—they support you physically and emotionally, and you do the same for them. It can get to the point where you connect so deeply that you fight in perfect unison, hearts beating as one as you each compensate for the shortcomings of the other . . . ♥
—kyaa, get away from his leg! It was a figure of speech!
Poll #10507 Vote!
Open to: Access List, detailed results viewable to: All, participants: 45
In or out?
Character: Renjou Hotsuma
Series: Betrayal Knows My Name
Character Age: 16
Canon: Sakurai Yuki is special. Possessing the ability to sense and heal pain, he is sought out by two sides in a thousand year battle; the Giou who are people with powers and the Duras, demons who lurk in the corners of people's hearts. Yuki is then whisked away by his older brother Giou Takashiro and becomes acquainted with his constantly reincarnated teammates known as the Zweilt Guardians. Yuki struggles to come to terms with his powers and his identity. Especially since his identity has past lives and connotations attached to it.
Renjou Hotsuma is one of the Zweilts with the power to set things on fire through his voice. Blunt, abrupt and extremely rude, he doesn't care about anyone's opinions but his own and he acts dismissive and uncaring. Hotsuma is an honest person with an explosive temper, saying whatever comes to mind, regardless of whether it makes sense or not. Yet, deep down, Hotsuma is extremely insecure about people and struggles with his own dangerous abilities. Kind and protective, he wants to help everyone, boldly and with all his strength. Even if he is not the brightest bulb around when it comes to a plan.
Sample Post:
Oi, you're all in a heap of trouble. First off, you decide to run away from a place that provides stuff to eat, thinking it would be manly to scavenge for "brainy" food in the swamp and make a name for yourselves. What a joke! You're no zombies, you're just a pack of lowly runaways. Well, it's time for you to grow the fuck up. You've wasted everyone's time with this little stunt, especially mine. Who am I? Your worst nightmare, you dumbasses. I'm going to kick the common sense into you lot if it's the last thing I do. So push those jaws up and stand straight! If you think looking a little green going to help you now, I'll be sure to dump you into the lake for a good washing! Finally, you guys seem to get the idea. Unlike the rest of you, I've got muscles and I know how to use 'em for the greater good. And the greater good today is to make sure you all finally get to eat a healthy meal.
Right, so here's the plan. We all go back to camp, you put on a good show of apologizing for being inconsiderate bastards and you'll finally get to use cutlery again. See, isn't it great? And I get to go home and pretend I didn't have to haul your asses out of the metaphor-somethingsomething fire and everyone gets to appreciate my people skills. It's a complete win-win situation. Okay, maybe it's more of a I-Win, You-Lose situation but c'mon! You guys are miserable here! You don't eat, you don't sleep, you look like you're falling apart! Someone's got to look out for you and since I'm here, I'm going to do it. Not that I want to, unfortunately. At least you guys will stop looking so green and talking about brains. Please, like I can't tell the difference between real zombies and you fakes. The sooner we get back to Camp, the sooner you guys can see a psychiatrist. And several doctors.
Do you get it now? There's no point staying here. Even if you have a reason, even if you feel lost and alone, there's zero meaning in running and hiding. You should face it head on and tell them how you feel! Especially if they're taking away what you need! It doesn't matter if they're brains or something else. Don't let anyone stop you from being who you want to be, or there's no point to living at all, even if you really are a zombie. Raise your heads up and face your destiny.
If it's your right to have Tuesday's Soup, then you damn well better fight for it!
Poll #10508 Vote!
Open to: Access List, detailed results viewable to: All, participants: 44
In or out?
Character: Claudia Donovan
Series: Warehouse 13 (official)
Age: 20~
Canon: Warehouse 13 is a whirlwind hybrid of Indiana Jones, the X Files, and Antiques Roadshow on crack. It follows a group of federal agents (and one spunky kid genius) as they run around tracking and containing "artifacts", objects from throughout history that have freaky and usually dangerous effects on reality. Claudia Donovan is the aforementioned kid genius -- or more accurately, young lady genius! Dragged into Warehouse drama at a young age, Claudia is fascinated by the "house of weird" and loves chasing down artifacts with the team. She adds youth and good humor to the Warehouse crew; you can count on Claudia to snark her way through dangerous situations.
Although Claudia gets herself into a great deal of trouble due to her curiosity and rebellious nature, she has proven herself invaluable to the Warehouse team. She is extremely loyal and eager to please her new family, which leads to her occasionally making questionable decisions. In any case, her creative inventions and quick thinking have saved the day several times... so we'll just ignore that she caused one or two or ten of the disasters in the first place. Everybody makes mistakes, okay?
Note: the standard Warehouse weapon is a “Tesla” gun which shoots disabling electric bursts at the target.
Sample Post:
Okay, I admit it. I was pretty excited about this assignment. An actual sighting of the Cthulhu idol statue would earn me mondo geek points, and a solo mission? Score one for the Claudinator! The details were a little weird even by our standards, but I waved it off. Our tip was a report of a giant lake squid? ‘That’s disturbing,’ I said, ‘but once I bag the statue it’ll just be calamari!’ It’s deep in a Louisiana swamp? ‘Slap some waders on me,’ I told them, ‘and I’ll stop for jambalaya on the way home!’ Sure it seems sketch but you have to understand that in my business, sketch is like a codeword for legit. The more double-you-tee-effs you could toss into a field report, the more likely it is that shit’s real.
So I headed down here thinking things would be easy peasy. Now that I’ve met what might be left of the ‘undying’ secret cult, I’m not so sure. No one mentioned zombies. Majorly old school zombies, too, the classic 60s horror ones that drip questionable bodily fluids. My best artifact-y guess is an epic laundry mishap, and the poor schmuck dropped dead in George Romero’s tighty whities. Like, I bet Romero’s had a backfired viagra adventure at some point... he’s old, right? So it turned into ‘what rests in here will rise again!’ And again... and again, and again! I officially Tesla’d those shamblers into barbeque, but they just wouldn’t stay down. If only I’d had some A1, y’know? Maybe with a good splash they would have eaten each other.
That was about the point I realized waders were an unfortunate choice in mission attire. Then again, being chased by a bunch of overdone Louisiana briskets didn’t require a particularly impressive escape... Anywho! Four hours later and I’m still squishing swamp farts with no cephalopods in sight, talking to myself. While I’m a fabulous conversationalist, that’s it, time to get down to business. Come on, tentacles. Heeeeeere, Squidy McSquiderson. Take me to your idol?
Holy fucknuggets, me and my big mouth-- no, no! KEEP THAT KRAKEN ON THE LEASH!
Poll #10509 Vote!
Open to: Access List, detailed results viewable to: All, participants: 45
In or out?
Character: Yamato Ishida
Series: Digimon Adventure
Character Age: 11
Canon: During the summer of 1999, seven Japanese kids who were supposed to be in summer camp suddenly found themselves in a place called the Digital World. There, the children found themselves partnered with their very own Digital Monster/Digimon. These children learn that they are the Chosen Children: the kids who are destined to save the Digital World as well as their own. Of course, they wouldn’t be able to do it without the help of their partners.
Yamato happens to be one of the Chosen Children; partnered with the Digimon Gabumon. He’s the cool, lone wolf amongst the seven. He has a bit of a temper, and will lash out on anyone who says anything bad about the things he considers the most important (his brother, his friends, his partner). He’s a skeptic, and carefully considers a lot of factors before coming to a decision. He’s not used to to talking about his feelings or having to confront someone, and comes off very awkward whenever he does. But behind his cold and aloof facade is someone who’s sensitive to the needs of others. It may come off as unlikely that he’s the Chosen Child who bears the Crest of Friendship, but Yamato is definitely one of those people who value friendship and teamwork the most.
(Note: Digimon evolve with the help of a Digivice. When they do, they often say the name of their next evolution. Eg. “Gabumon evolves to Garurumon!”)
Sample Post:
I was supposed to be in summer camp, but then I found myself in the Digital World. Now, I’m supposed to be in the Digital World, but here I am in some kind of camp. And it’s not the summer camp that I was supposed to be in, either. This place is just as crazy as the Digital World. We’ve got Digimon who attack by throwing pink poop, and over here, I saw some people playing with some pink goo earlier. And in the Digital World, we ran away from evil Digimon. Here, it’s zombies. Thankfully, they fall apart after running for a while. Guess they didn’t stock up on calcium while they were still alive.
Oh, right. I was given a letter when I got here. Let’s see. . . “Congratulations, Yamato! You’re the one and only CFUD Chosen Child! You’ll find your CFUDevice in your pocket—” I don’t know who decided this, but I’m definitely not going to do whatever they want! I already have Gabumon. And it’s Chosen Children! Being alone and fighting alone means nothing! And what kind of thing is this CFUDevice, anyway? It doesn’t look like it would make anything evolve at all. I’m pretty sure this plant isn’t a “device”. Where are the buttons? It doesn’t even beep! How do they expect me to use this?
“You’ve been brought to CFUD to help your partner, Marcymon, evolve. Attached is a picture of her. You should already know how the CFUDevice works, so make sure you use it properly!” Alright, I can say for sure that this is 100% crazy. Do they expect me to kiss Marcymon for her to evolve? No way am I going to do that. That’s just not right. I don’t think any Digimon or human would go for something like that. I need to talk Marcymon and tell her that I’m not interested, because I’m definitely not going to kiss anyone. . . Not that it’s my first kiss or anything.
Uh, hey. . . Marcymon. My name’s Yamato. I didn’t think you’d be this big! Digimon need lots of food to evolve, and your big stomach is a good sign! I’m not calling you fat, I swear! Anyway, I came here to apologize. Not because I called you fat, but because we can’t really be together. You were probably looking forward to us becoming partners, but that could never happen. I already have a partner, and it’s Gabumon. We’re pretty tight! I don’t think that would be right to Gabumon. But, hey. I bumped into your friends Zombiemon, Gorillamon, and Mooglemon earlier. Friendship is a really powerful thing, and I guarantee that you’re going to evolve with the help of your friends. You don’t need me if you have your friends. The more you believe in them, the stronger you become. Let me tell you a secret, but don’t tell anyone, alright? I’m here today because of my friends. My friends are my power.
Woah! Evolving already?! Marcymon evolves to McAvoymon?!
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Character: Waver Velvet
Series: Fate/Zero
Character Age: 19
Canon: The Holy Grail War: a battle occurring every sixty years in the city of Fuyuki, for a chance to grasp the Grail and have one’s wish granted. Seven worthy magi are selected and each summons a hero from the past to fulfill one of seven Servant roles. Though usually only old magi families are selected to take part, Waver Velvet’s bloodline is a mere three generations thus far; he feels that magical prowess can be improved by knowledge, effort and experience - not blood. To prove himself, he steals his lecturer’s Servant-summoning relic from magical school and escapes to take part in the war.
Waver’s attempt at looking confident in himself and his abilities comes off as narcissistic and condescending, while inside he’s anxious and feels like he’s being humiliated. Easily flustered, cowardly and short-tempered, he often goes on rants to both himself and others when upset. Still, he’s intelligent and makes his opinions known, even if he’s whining all the way through. If one were to imagine a small yappy dog that runs away when approached, it would be accurate description.
Sample Post:
Okay, so let me get this straight: I’m trapped somewhere in Swampland, America... in a summer camp full of zombies. Real ones - maybe some kind of magecraft? Do people really practice necromancy anymore? Does this even count?! No, no, no, calm down, Waver - we have to figure out what happened. First of all, I don’t remember how I arrived here, so I’m assuming I was drugged or otherwise incapacitated and brought over... that would explain why my belongings are gone. Including my passport. How am I going to get back now? This is the worst exchange program ever! I’m going to do a lot of complaining when I get back to England - for more than just the horrible airport procedures in America! People don’t really put bombs in the bottom of their shoes, do they?
More importantly, zombies in a summer camp?! You don’t send your children off to a place with the undead walking around! Not to mention the parasites the bodies could be carrying, or the psychological trauma! This is downright psychotic. No, it’s insane - simply insane! And I’ve seen people do some crazy things, seen... some awful things people have done to one another! And how stereotypical could you get? A shotgun? Am I supposed to put this under my pillow? Horrible. Absolutely ridiculous. I deserve better treatment than this. And not just me - this is bloody awful for anyone who gets stuck here.
H-hey, these are all valid complaints. Shouldn’t I be the one rolling my eyes? Well, I suppose I’ll do my part and join the resistance to free everyone from this prison. I should be able to use my abilities and contribute in that way. Or you people could do a better job and not trap people in a barrier! What is this, a social experiment? Answer me!
Everything I say is invalid? How dare you! “Height rule?” What... what does size have to do with anything?! Don’t look down on me! So what if I’m a little short?! I just haven’t hit my growth spurt yet! Besides, that’s not an indicator of capability-- and more importantly, that’s not an answer or acknowledgement of any kind. Respecting people is not about measurements, but them as a person! And yes, I’m aware I should have stopped growing by my age-- wait, you’re still going on about that?! Unbelievable! No wonder you Americans are so embarrassing to watch - of course a country that idolizes fake tanned fools from a shore would treat foreigners this way!
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