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liefeldisgod[OOC Information]
Name: Saria
Age: 25
AIM/Plurk/Dreamwidth/Email:SageSaria9475/sagesaria/sagesaria/[email protected]
What characters do you already play here, if any? Iron Liz
How did you hear about the game? over plurk, repeatedly XD
[IC Information]
Character Name: 90s Kid
Series: Atop the Fourth Wall
Gender: male
Age: 16
Species: human
Appearance: A scrawny, pale teenage boy of average height and build for his age with short brown hair, and his eyes always hidden behind a pair of stylish black sunglasses. The concealing sunglasses don't keep him from being expressive however, especially with the big dopey grin that seems to always be on his face. His signatures include the black tshirt with "WYSIWYG" on the front and his orange Wheaties baseball cap that he always wears backwards. He also wears a light green flannel short-sleeved shirt, cut-off blue jeans, and black Chuck Taylors.
Personality: Just as his name implies, 90s Kid is, well, a child of the nineties. Resembling a stereotypical "surfer dude," he embodies everything that defined the decade, from his love of the Sega Genesis, Nirvana and early Image Comics - especially artist Rob Liefeld - to his painfully outdated slang. He is a simple boy to entertain and he knows what he likes; shoulder pads, big guns, lots of explosions, and hot busty chicks in skintight clothes. In fact, just about anything dark, edgy and extreme will hold his interest. He is a huge fan of a rare comic book called Bloodgun. In fact, he is its only fan.
90s Kid maintains a very positive outlook on life; he is hyperactive and loud and thinks just about everything is AWESOME. Unfortunately, he's not the brightest bulb in the drawer and this optimism and excitability also comes with complete obliviousness to social norms and reality in general, causing him to frequently come off as very shallow and annoying. He is easily distracted and the few times he is serious, he will always end up going off on a tangent about the next thing that catches his attention. He has absolutely no sense of self-restraint, nor does he ever really stop to think about the words coming out of his mouth, and is pretty much guaranteed to do something stupid and impulsive, sometimes proving to be a hazard to himself and others. But in the end he really does mean well, and when it really comes down to it, he'll stick up for his friends. Of course it doesn't hurt if there's a big gun involved, either.
In more recent times, 90s Kid has had a slight nervousness to him. Ever since his encounter with the Entity he seems to almost be completely normal, but often when he's alone at night he'll find himself suddenly anxious and edgy, and he's more prone to nightmares. He's not entirely sure why, though; he doesn't really remember anything about the incident. He's also taken to being a little more irritated at jabs taken at his intelligence; he insists he's not an idiot, though he hasn't really done much to change his attitude since.
Abilities: 90s Kid is knowledgeable enough about big guns to know which way the shooty end goes and how to fire it, and has more knowledge about the 1990s and comic books of that time than anybody every really SHOULD know.
Items: None
History: Nobody's really certain where 90s Kid came from. Rumors guess that he ran away from his parents - or they ran away from him. But wherever he came from, at some point he made himself the problem of the comic book critic Linkara. He likes to think that they were best friends from the beginning, not really grasping that Linkara was always annoyed at him. He tended to come into the critic's house uninvited to crash on his couch - or hide in a more secluded room - and interrupt Linkara's reviews whenever the topic of the 90s arose. It became enough of a problem that Linkara was forced to instal a gas security system in his house, though that never stopped the boy. He did find a way to make himself useful, however, when Linkara was attacked by the android Mechakara, and he joined the team that swooped in to save the critic when things looked dire. True, he ran away with the others when the android's shields adapted to their weapons, but at least he got to shoot a gun!
A few months passed uneventfully, until one day Linkara suddenly disappeared from his room, abducted by a being from another dimension. It took almost a month to recover him, and in the meantime 90s Kid once again offered his hand by substituting for him in an episode of the review show. Mostly he just sat in his basement and played Sega, though. Upon Linkara's return, 90s Kid was forevermore banned from hosting the show. But to make up for it, when Linkara decided to move to his own place to try to evade more evil forces that would attack him, he also resigned to the fact that 90s Kid wasn't going away anytime soon, and he got his own room in the new apartment. Life didn't quiet down, though. Lord Vyce, the dude who kidnapped Linkara, later came down to attack them personally, and 90s Kid stepped up in the final attack to once again fire a big gun. He's still not sure why they don't let him do that more often.
But unlike 90s Kid's brain, nothing is ever that simple. As it turns out, Lord Vyce was hunting something. Some sort of Entity that was destroying reality across dimensions. Something that should never exist. Something that was in Linkara's apartment. While nobody was any the wiser, said Entity possessed 90s Kid while he was sorting his Bloodgun comics, using his image to lie undercover in the critics' home while it did its work. It took months for anybody to catch on to the fact that 90s Kid was acting strangely, and he himself wasn't even aware that anything was happening; he came around eight months later, after Linkara had confronted the Entity and convinced it to kill itself, with a mondo headache and no memory of what happened.
First-Person Communicator Sample: [The comm clicks on--HOLY HELL extreme close-up of some young guy in shades with the most ridiculous smile on his face. His voice is loud and gruff as he waves enthusiastically] DUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUDE!
...[He pauses, face falling slightly as he turns away a moment] Wow, that really doesn't sound as hardcore without the music.
[Aaaaand back to the camera] Anyway! So that little cat guy said I was stuck here and stuff, but it's all good, man. Check this out! [He tilts the camera slightly to reveal the Hebby Repp perched casually on his shoulder.] This little dude just came outta nowhere, I think he likes me! I dunno what exactly he is though...some kinda...snake...lizard...thing...but that just makes him even more hardcore, man! High five, little dude!
[He holds his palm up to the Dream Eater, but it just blinks at him, not exactly having arms with which to return a high five, then hops off his shoulder.] Uh...anyway, I guess I'll need a name for him. I've always wanted to pick out a totally radical name for a pet! [He fiddles with the camera a second to point it back at the spirit as it waddles around idly at his feet.] Now let me think...how about...Death Rex! No, no....Razorback! No wait, that's a kind of pig. Hmm....there's gotta be something for a gnarly...technicolor...reptile...thing...
I've got it! Your name is...Kodachrome!
[Suddenly there is a FWOOMPH sound; if the brief burst of orange and 90s Kid's yelp of shock before the camera flails out of control are any indication, the Hebby Repp now named Kodachrome has just set the boy's shoe on fire.]
Third-Person RP Sample: 90s Kid was lost. He probably should have thought to ask the Moogle for a map before he took off to go exploring. But he was just so excited and curious about this world of colorful creatures that he was just itching to look around. And it ended up with him in a dark alleyway, already forgetting which way he came from and how to get back to the hotel.
Hands in his pockets and bouncing blue dog-cat thing by his side, he tried not to let it bother him. Until just as he was starting to consider turning back, there was a light rush of air and his cap was suddenly whisked away off of his head. He tried to catch it as he felt it slip, thinking it was just the wind, but that's when he noticed the fluttering of wings and looked up to see the blue bat flying away with the hat in its fangs.
"Hey!"
He ran after it, flailing his hands as it flew just out of his reach, squeaking in a way that almost sounded like mocking laughter. Growling, he didn't even care about where they were going anymore, just trying to keep up with the hat thief.
After a merry chase the bat eventually disappeared over the top of a building. 90s Kid didn't even think, leaping for the ladder of the nearby fire escape to climb after him. Of course, he wasn't the best climber in the world so this was going to take him a little while, that much he knew. What he didn't know, however, was that the Komory Bat that stole his hat wasn't alone, and as he clamored to reach the top of the ladder he was suddenly set upon by two more, flapping annoyingly in his face and providing a squeaky, fluttery distraction. 90s Kid swatted at them, unfortunately paying more attention to them than to his footing, and almost immediately he slipped on what should have been the next rung of the ladder and fell backwards into the nearby garbage dump.
The next thing he knew was a throbbing headache, his hat still gone, and Meow Wow obliviously licking his face.
Name: Saria
Age: 25
AIM/Plurk/Dreamwidth/Email:SageSaria9475/sagesaria/sagesaria/[email protected]
What characters do you already play here, if any? Iron Liz
How did you hear about the game? over plurk, repeatedly XD
[IC Information]
Character Name: 90s Kid
Series: Atop the Fourth Wall
Gender: male
Age: 16
Species: human
Appearance: A scrawny, pale teenage boy of average height and build for his age with short brown hair, and his eyes always hidden behind a pair of stylish black sunglasses. The concealing sunglasses don't keep him from being expressive however, especially with the big dopey grin that seems to always be on his face. His signatures include the black tshirt with "WYSIWYG" on the front and his orange Wheaties baseball cap that he always wears backwards. He also wears a light green flannel short-sleeved shirt, cut-off blue jeans, and black Chuck Taylors.
Personality: Just as his name implies, 90s Kid is, well, a child of the nineties. Resembling a stereotypical "surfer dude," he embodies everything that defined the decade, from his love of the Sega Genesis, Nirvana and early Image Comics - especially artist Rob Liefeld - to his painfully outdated slang. He is a simple boy to entertain and he knows what he likes; shoulder pads, big guns, lots of explosions, and hot busty chicks in skintight clothes. In fact, just about anything dark, edgy and extreme will hold his interest. He is a huge fan of a rare comic book called Bloodgun. In fact, he is its only fan.
90s Kid maintains a very positive outlook on life; he is hyperactive and loud and thinks just about everything is AWESOME. Unfortunately, he's not the brightest bulb in the drawer and this optimism and excitability also comes with complete obliviousness to social norms and reality in general, causing him to frequently come off as very shallow and annoying. He is easily distracted and the few times he is serious, he will always end up going off on a tangent about the next thing that catches his attention. He has absolutely no sense of self-restraint, nor does he ever really stop to think about the words coming out of his mouth, and is pretty much guaranteed to do something stupid and impulsive, sometimes proving to be a hazard to himself and others. But in the end he really does mean well, and when it really comes down to it, he'll stick up for his friends. Of course it doesn't hurt if there's a big gun involved, either.
In more recent times, 90s Kid has had a slight nervousness to him. Ever since his encounter with the Entity he seems to almost be completely normal, but often when he's alone at night he'll find himself suddenly anxious and edgy, and he's more prone to nightmares. He's not entirely sure why, though; he doesn't really remember anything about the incident. He's also taken to being a little more irritated at jabs taken at his intelligence; he insists he's not an idiot, though he hasn't really done much to change his attitude since.
Abilities: 90s Kid is knowledgeable enough about big guns to know which way the shooty end goes and how to fire it, and has more knowledge about the 1990s and comic books of that time than anybody every really SHOULD know.
Items: None
History: Nobody's really certain where 90s Kid came from. Rumors guess that he ran away from his parents - or they ran away from him. But wherever he came from, at some point he made himself the problem of the comic book critic Linkara. He likes to think that they were best friends from the beginning, not really grasping that Linkara was always annoyed at him. He tended to come into the critic's house uninvited to crash on his couch - or hide in a more secluded room - and interrupt Linkara's reviews whenever the topic of the 90s arose. It became enough of a problem that Linkara was forced to instal a gas security system in his house, though that never stopped the boy. He did find a way to make himself useful, however, when Linkara was attacked by the android Mechakara, and he joined the team that swooped in to save the critic when things looked dire. True, he ran away with the others when the android's shields adapted to their weapons, but at least he got to shoot a gun!
A few months passed uneventfully, until one day Linkara suddenly disappeared from his room, abducted by a being from another dimension. It took almost a month to recover him, and in the meantime 90s Kid once again offered his hand by substituting for him in an episode of the review show. Mostly he just sat in his basement and played Sega, though. Upon Linkara's return, 90s Kid was forevermore banned from hosting the show. But to make up for it, when Linkara decided to move to his own place to try to evade more evil forces that would attack him, he also resigned to the fact that 90s Kid wasn't going away anytime soon, and he got his own room in the new apartment. Life didn't quiet down, though. Lord Vyce, the dude who kidnapped Linkara, later came down to attack them personally, and 90s Kid stepped up in the final attack to once again fire a big gun. He's still not sure why they don't let him do that more often.
But unlike 90s Kid's brain, nothing is ever that simple. As it turns out, Lord Vyce was hunting something. Some sort of Entity that was destroying reality across dimensions. Something that should never exist. Something that was in Linkara's apartment. While nobody was any the wiser, said Entity possessed 90s Kid while he was sorting his Bloodgun comics, using his image to lie undercover in the critics' home while it did its work. It took months for anybody to catch on to the fact that 90s Kid was acting strangely, and he himself wasn't even aware that anything was happening; he came around eight months later, after Linkara had confronted the Entity and convinced it to kill itself, with a mondo headache and no memory of what happened.
First-Person Communicator Sample: [The comm clicks on--HOLY HELL extreme close-up of some young guy in shades with the most ridiculous smile on his face. His voice is loud and gruff as he waves enthusiastically] DUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUDE!
...[He pauses, face falling slightly as he turns away a moment] Wow, that really doesn't sound as hardcore without the music.
[Aaaaand back to the camera] Anyway! So that little cat guy said I was stuck here and stuff, but it's all good, man. Check this out! [He tilts the camera slightly to reveal the Hebby Repp perched casually on his shoulder.] This little dude just came outta nowhere, I think he likes me! I dunno what exactly he is though...some kinda...snake...lizard...thing...but that just makes him even more hardcore, man! High five, little dude!
[He holds his palm up to the Dream Eater, but it just blinks at him, not exactly having arms with which to return a high five, then hops off his shoulder.] Uh...anyway, I guess I'll need a name for him. I've always wanted to pick out a totally radical name for a pet! [He fiddles with the camera a second to point it back at the spirit as it waddles around idly at his feet.] Now let me think...how about...Death Rex! No, no....Razorback! No wait, that's a kind of pig. Hmm....there's gotta be something for a gnarly...technicolor...reptile...thing...
I've got it! Your name is...Kodachrome!
[Suddenly there is a FWOOMPH sound; if the brief burst of orange and 90s Kid's yelp of shock before the camera flails out of control are any indication, the Hebby Repp now named Kodachrome has just set the boy's shoe on fire.]
Third-Person RP Sample: 90s Kid was lost. He probably should have thought to ask the Moogle for a map before he took off to go exploring. But he was just so excited and curious about this world of colorful creatures that he was just itching to look around. And it ended up with him in a dark alleyway, already forgetting which way he came from and how to get back to the hotel.
Hands in his pockets and bouncing blue dog-cat thing by his side, he tried not to let it bother him. Until just as he was starting to consider turning back, there was a light rush of air and his cap was suddenly whisked away off of his head. He tried to catch it as he felt it slip, thinking it was just the wind, but that's when he noticed the fluttering of wings and looked up to see the blue bat flying away with the hat in its fangs.
"Hey!"
He ran after it, flailing his hands as it flew just out of his reach, squeaking in a way that almost sounded like mocking laughter. Growling, he didn't even care about where they were going anymore, just trying to keep up with the hat thief.
After a merry chase the bat eventually disappeared over the top of a building. 90s Kid didn't even think, leaping for the ladder of the nearby fire escape to climb after him. Of course, he wasn't the best climber in the world so this was going to take him a little while, that much he knew. What he didn't know, however, was that the Komory Bat that stole his hat wasn't alone, and as he clamored to reach the top of the ladder he was suddenly set upon by two more, flapping annoyingly in his face and providing a squeaky, fluttery distraction. 90s Kid swatted at them, unfortunately paying more attention to them than to his footing, and almost immediately he slipped on what should have been the next rung of the ladder and fell backwards into the nearby garbage dump.
The next thing he knew was a throbbing headache, his hat still gone, and Meow Wow obliviously licking his face.
