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OUT of CHARACTER
Name: Ali
Other characters: None at present. I previously played Lady & Kate Bishop.
IN CHARACTER
Name: Doctor John A. Zoidberg
Fandom: Futurama
Canon point/AU: Post Into the Wild Green Yonder
**If you are apping a canon Hunger Games Character your canon point is automatically set to just after the 74th Annual Hunger Games.
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crabulous
PB: N/A.
History: Futurama Wiki
Infosphere Wiki
Previous game application
Presentation: On the outside, Zoidberg is a hot mess. Not only is he a disgusting, smelly anthropomorphic alien lobster, but he's also endlessly annoying, overly emotional, and perpetually penniless. Despite living on Earth for the last 20 years at least, he is still clueless when it comes to human customs and understanding what is socially acceptable. This often causes problems for him when he tries to interact with people. He has a habit of barging into situations where his presence is either unwanted, disallowed, or both. Zoidberg just does not understand when he is doing something inappropriate.
Zoidberg is generally despised by those who know him best. This is most likely due to his clingy, desperate nature, for as gentle and innocent as he is, he is also incredibly annoying, and his general ineptitude regarding just about everything can be very frustrating. His closest companions will insult him, often to his face, only really appreciating him if they believe him to be deceased or otherwise in peril.
He is a pushover, more likely to be neglected and/or abused than to stand up for himself, though he has had instances of chutzpah. His species is subject to powerful reproductive urges that transform the mild-mannered Zoidberg into a raging, testosterone fueled beast. Additionally, he has stood up for his friends on multiple occasions, and has willingly endured injuries for their sake, even though they were entirely ungrateful of his efforts.
Motivations: Doctor Zoidberg is the only inhabitant of Earth deemed nice by Robot Santa Claus, and as you would expect, he is genuinely a nice, gentle individual. His most defining characteristic is how incredibly naive he is. He is innocent to a fault, easily tricked out of money and other valuables, and is often the target of cruelty. He is a poor judge of character, often falling in with nefarious characters only to be swindled out of the few valuables he has.
Zoidberg is one of the stingiest, cheapest individuals you'll ever meet. He hoards things he deems to be valuable (usually worthless junk/moldy food) and mooches off of anyone he can. He is poor, penniless, and indeed homeless, and he is often found scrounging in dumpsters looking for something to eat. He once sold all of his Planet Express stock for a sandwich, an incident highlighting his ignorance and his lust for food. And just as he lusts for food, he also lusts for money and the lifestyle afforded to the rich, even if he isn't exactly sure what such a lifestyle would entail.
He is also incompetent when it comes to practicing medicine. He has no real medical training, and any anatomical knowledge he possesses comes from TV commercials or other non-academic means. Indeed, he borders on malpractice at all times, despite his claims to be an expert when it comes to treating humans. Medical treatment from Doctor Zoidberg often leaves the patient in worse condition than they were in before seeking his assistance, though he rarely, if ever, sees himself as causing harm to his patients.
That said, he's remorseless when it comes to the damage he inflicts. He seizes the day and lives with no regrets, except for maybe that one time he lost his fortunes by investing in moldy lunch meats.
Setting: Zoidberg’s reaction to the Games would be one of sheer delight! At last, he will be appreciated for his contributions to society! Not only that, but he’ll live a life of luxury, with food even! Who could ask for anything more?! Expect Zoidberg to become a loyal servant of the Capitol, eager to please and always ready to have his hopes dashed and dreams trampled upon!
SAMPLES
First Person Thread: [The lobster creature stares blankly into the camera for a minute. Then two minutes. Then three. His expression is unchanging, unnervingly so, until he slowly seems to come around and take in his surroundings.]
Oh, hello, my dear friend! I didn't see you there!
[Suddenly he looks pleased with himself, scooting off the examination table. Leisurely, he begins to root around the room as if he owns the place.]
Now, then. What seems to be the trouble? Is it your gas bladder? Is it leaking uncontrollably again? I warned you about the excessive consumption of brine shrimp. No matter how tasty they are... [He licks his mouth frills, illustrating.] ... or how delightful it is as they wriggle their way into your second stomach, they have a tendency to bubble up again. Like a witch's brew they are, only inside of you!
[He sniffs, which is odd because he doesn't have a nose. It is suddenly clear that he is talking to the recording device as if it is his patient.]
You know, you're not very chatty for a rowbutt. Very atypical. Highly suspect. Are you trying to hide something from me, your old pal, Doctor Zoidberg? Because that would be very rude.
[His ramblings are cut off by the recording repeating the question. Zoidberg just looks utterly confused.]
My feelings of what?
[The prompt repeats a final time. He blinks slowly, tilts his head. Looks like he's going to be here awhile, folks.]
Prose: He wasn’t sure what he should do upon entering the room, since as a doctor it was his sworn duty to first do no harm. However, as he was never quite as attached to the notion as he perhaps ought to have been, he was able to quickly tuck that thought aside and focus on the matters at hand, namely impressing his new friends/captors and winning their favor in order to win more opportunities to eat! Why else would it be called the Hunger Games, eh?
“You want I should use these weapons maybe?” He stared up at where he presumed the so-called Gamemakers would be hiding, eyes glassy and bulging. “Or perhaps a more reasonable demonstration of my skills would involve one of my world famous stand-up comedy routines!”
He inflated slightly, sucking in a lungful of air before launching into his routine, which was directed at no one in particular. "What’s redder than a lobster with a sunburn?”
Then he stood there, utterly still, utterly silent save for the sound of his hideous grunts as he tried to hold his breath for effect. Those bulbous, pearly eyes stayed fixed on a random spot amongst the Gamemaker, boring into the souls of everyone and no one as they watched him.
At last, the answer arrived. “An embarrassed lobster with a sunburn!”
And again with the silence. It was unnerving, creepy even, the way he stared up at his captor-audience with high hopes and expectations for applause. When the silence finally settled, Zoidberg’s expression became dejected, and with a somber “WHOOP WHOOP WHOOP”, he was escorted away.
What is your character scored: Zoidberg is an alien lobster monster. He has a hard outer shell and razor sharp claws instead of hands, (though he is able to do just about anything with them that one could do if one has hands and not claws.) His claws are capable of cutting through bone. He also has prehensile tentacles which dangle from his face and is capable of releasing noxious odors from glands in his body as well as ink as a defense mechanism. Though he has no real fighting skills, he is well protected and much, much stronger than the average human. He's also dumb as a load of bricks, which means he's capable of harming people very easily. I would say this puts him at about an 11 in terms of the chaos/damage he is able to commit.
Additional information: Question specifically for certain character types. Feel free to ignore if it does not apply to your character type. Please answer all that do (For example, a past victor AU would answer both their question, and the past victory question)
Name: Ali
Other characters: None at present. I previously played Lady & Kate Bishop.
IN CHARACTER
Name: Doctor John A. Zoidberg
Fandom: Futurama
Canon point/AU: Post Into the Wild Green Yonder
**If you are apping a canon Hunger Games Character your canon point is automatically set to just after the 74th Annual Hunger Games.
Journal:
crabulous PB: N/A.
History: Futurama Wiki
Infosphere Wiki
Previous game application
Presentation: On the outside, Zoidberg is a hot mess. Not only is he a disgusting, smelly anthropomorphic alien lobster, but he's also endlessly annoying, overly emotional, and perpetually penniless. Despite living on Earth for the last 20 years at least, he is still clueless when it comes to human customs and understanding what is socially acceptable. This often causes problems for him when he tries to interact with people. He has a habit of barging into situations where his presence is either unwanted, disallowed, or both. Zoidberg just does not understand when he is doing something inappropriate.
Zoidberg is generally despised by those who know him best. This is most likely due to his clingy, desperate nature, for as gentle and innocent as he is, he is also incredibly annoying, and his general ineptitude regarding just about everything can be very frustrating. His closest companions will insult him, often to his face, only really appreciating him if they believe him to be deceased or otherwise in peril.
He is a pushover, more likely to be neglected and/or abused than to stand up for himself, though he has had instances of chutzpah. His species is subject to powerful reproductive urges that transform the mild-mannered Zoidberg into a raging, testosterone fueled beast. Additionally, he has stood up for his friends on multiple occasions, and has willingly endured injuries for their sake, even though they were entirely ungrateful of his efforts.
Motivations: Doctor Zoidberg is the only inhabitant of Earth deemed nice by Robot Santa Claus, and as you would expect, he is genuinely a nice, gentle individual. His most defining characteristic is how incredibly naive he is. He is innocent to a fault, easily tricked out of money and other valuables, and is often the target of cruelty. He is a poor judge of character, often falling in with nefarious characters only to be swindled out of the few valuables he has.
Zoidberg is one of the stingiest, cheapest individuals you'll ever meet. He hoards things he deems to be valuable (usually worthless junk/moldy food) and mooches off of anyone he can. He is poor, penniless, and indeed homeless, and he is often found scrounging in dumpsters looking for something to eat. He once sold all of his Planet Express stock for a sandwich, an incident highlighting his ignorance and his lust for food. And just as he lusts for food, he also lusts for money and the lifestyle afforded to the rich, even if he isn't exactly sure what such a lifestyle would entail.
He is also incompetent when it comes to practicing medicine. He has no real medical training, and any anatomical knowledge he possesses comes from TV commercials or other non-academic means. Indeed, he borders on malpractice at all times, despite his claims to be an expert when it comes to treating humans. Medical treatment from Doctor Zoidberg often leaves the patient in worse condition than they were in before seeking his assistance, though he rarely, if ever, sees himself as causing harm to his patients.
That said, he's remorseless when it comes to the damage he inflicts. He seizes the day and lives with no regrets, except for maybe that one time he lost his fortunes by investing in moldy lunch meats.
Setting: Zoidberg’s reaction to the Games would be one of sheer delight! At last, he will be appreciated for his contributions to society! Not only that, but he’ll live a life of luxury, with food even! Who could ask for anything more?! Expect Zoidberg to become a loyal servant of the Capitol, eager to please and always ready to have his hopes dashed and dreams trampled upon!
SAMPLES
First Person Thread: [The lobster creature stares blankly into the camera for a minute. Then two minutes. Then three. His expression is unchanging, unnervingly so, until he slowly seems to come around and take in his surroundings.]
Oh, hello, my dear friend! I didn't see you there!
[Suddenly he looks pleased with himself, scooting off the examination table. Leisurely, he begins to root around the room as if he owns the place.]
Now, then. What seems to be the trouble? Is it your gas bladder? Is it leaking uncontrollably again? I warned you about the excessive consumption of brine shrimp. No matter how tasty they are... [He licks his mouth frills, illustrating.] ... or how delightful it is as they wriggle their way into your second stomach, they have a tendency to bubble up again. Like a witch's brew they are, only inside of you!
[He sniffs, which is odd because he doesn't have a nose. It is suddenly clear that he is talking to the recording device as if it is his patient.]
You know, you're not very chatty for a rowbutt. Very atypical. Highly suspect. Are you trying to hide something from me, your old pal, Doctor Zoidberg? Because that would be very rude.
[His ramblings are cut off by the recording repeating the question. Zoidberg just looks utterly confused.]
My feelings of what?
[The prompt repeats a final time. He blinks slowly, tilts his head. Looks like he's going to be here awhile, folks.]
Prose: He wasn’t sure what he should do upon entering the room, since as a doctor it was his sworn duty to first do no harm. However, as he was never quite as attached to the notion as he perhaps ought to have been, he was able to quickly tuck that thought aside and focus on the matters at hand, namely impressing his new friends/captors and winning their favor in order to win more opportunities to eat! Why else would it be called the Hunger Games, eh?
“You want I should use these weapons maybe?” He stared up at where he presumed the so-called Gamemakers would be hiding, eyes glassy and bulging. “Or perhaps a more reasonable demonstration of my skills would involve one of my world famous stand-up comedy routines!”
He inflated slightly, sucking in a lungful of air before launching into his routine, which was directed at no one in particular. "What’s redder than a lobster with a sunburn?”
Then he stood there, utterly still, utterly silent save for the sound of his hideous grunts as he tried to hold his breath for effect. Those bulbous, pearly eyes stayed fixed on a random spot amongst the Gamemaker, boring into the souls of everyone and no one as they watched him.
At last, the answer arrived. “An embarrassed lobster with a sunburn!”
And again with the silence. It was unnerving, creepy even, the way he stared up at his captor-audience with high hopes and expectations for applause. When the silence finally settled, Zoidberg’s expression became dejected, and with a somber “WHOOP WHOOP WHOOP”, he was escorted away.
What is your character scored: Zoidberg is an alien lobster monster. He has a hard outer shell and razor sharp claws instead of hands, (though he is able to do just about anything with them that one could do if one has hands and not claws.) His claws are capable of cutting through bone. He also has prehensile tentacles which dangle from his face and is capable of releasing noxious odors from glands in his body as well as ink as a defense mechanism. Though he has no real fighting skills, he is well protected and much, much stronger than the average human. He's also dumb as a load of bricks, which means he's capable of harming people very easily. I would say this puts him at about an 11 in terms of the chaos/damage he is able to commit.
Additional information: Question specifically for certain character types. Feel free to ignore if it does not apply to your character type. Please answer all that do (For example, a past victor AU would answer both their question, and the past victory question)