Re: The Disposable Enquiry
08-12-2011, 11:49 PM
Here's my character.
Username: Dragon Fogel
Theme Words: prisoner (me) + staples (PYP)
Name: Roger Johnson
Gender: Male
Race: Vengeful Spirit of Bureaucracy
Color: Red tape.
Biography: Roger Johnson was once an accountant. He was one of the best, in fact. There was just one problem; he was sloppy with his paperwork. He was frequently asked to fill out forms a second, third, and fourth time.
One day he had to fill out a particularly monstrous form eighteen times.
Then the next day he was told that they'd discovered another error. This lead to him filling out the form twenty-five more times.
Three weeks and six hundred forms later, the stack of discarded forms fell on him and crushed him to death.
As his spirit rose from his body and the realization of his death slowly dawned on him, a ghostly man in a suit appeared before him. He held a large stapler and had a sheet of paper stapled to his chest.
"Roger Johnson?" he asked.
"Y-yes?" Roger stammered. "Have... Have you come for me?"
The ghostly man shook his head.
"No. I am here to thank you. You see this form bound to me?"
Roger nodded.
"There used to be many more. But in the process of bungling that form, you inadvertently managed to fill out the rest of them. Now I am almost free."
"Oh, uh. You're welcome?"
"But this last form needs a witness. Will you sign here, and allow me to finally pass on?"
He pointed to a line on the paper on his chest and handed over a spectral pen. Shrugging, Roger signed his name. The paper disappeared.
Then the spirit laughed.
"Thank you very much, Mr. Johnson. Enjoy your new job."
Then he vanished, leaving only his oversized stapler behind. Before Roger could ponder what he meant, the stapler lifted itself up.
A whirlwind passed through the room, and the various papers littering the floor were blown around Roger's spirit, then stapled to him.
The stapler then came to rest in his hands.
And Roger Johnson's mind was filled with knowledge. Knowledge that he could only be free to pass on to the next world if this form were properly completed.
He'd need to get some help for that.
Description: A balding, middle-aged man wearing glasses and a three-piece suit. He's also transparent and glows an unpleasant shade of blue. He carries a large stapler, which is likewise transparent and glowing.
Roger has various forms stapled to his body; if you were to examine them, you would find them to be needlessly complex and that they need to be filled out in triplicate.
Personality-wise, he is very firm on insisting that all paperwork be properly filled out. After all, a badly-filled out form is what's keeping him out of the afterlife. And he has a lot of forms right here that you can help him with hey where are you going!
Seeing particularly shoddy paperwork will send him into a berserk rage. And not just against whoever failed to fill theirs out properly.
Weapons and Abilities: Roger has a large supply of impossibly confusing forms which he can produce from nowhere. He also has a spectral stapler which never needs to be refilled; with this, he to forcibly attach a form to someone until they agree to fill it out.
Ironically, he's absolutely terrible at filling out forms himself, and if he has to for some reason, expect it to be a complete mess. He was always better at accounting.
Username: Dragon Fogel
Theme Words: prisoner (me) + staples (PYP)
Name: Roger Johnson
Gender: Male
Race: Vengeful Spirit of Bureaucracy
Color: Red tape.
Biography: Roger Johnson was once an accountant. He was one of the best, in fact. There was just one problem; he was sloppy with his paperwork. He was frequently asked to fill out forms a second, third, and fourth time.
One day he had to fill out a particularly monstrous form eighteen times.
Then the next day he was told that they'd discovered another error. This lead to him filling out the form twenty-five more times.
Three weeks and six hundred forms later, the stack of discarded forms fell on him and crushed him to death.
As his spirit rose from his body and the realization of his death slowly dawned on him, a ghostly man in a suit appeared before him. He held a large stapler and had a sheet of paper stapled to his chest.
"Roger Johnson?" he asked.
"Y-yes?" Roger stammered. "Have... Have you come for me?"
The ghostly man shook his head.
"No. I am here to thank you. You see this form bound to me?"
Roger nodded.
"There used to be many more. But in the process of bungling that form, you inadvertently managed to fill out the rest of them. Now I am almost free."
"Oh, uh. You're welcome?"
"But this last form needs a witness. Will you sign here, and allow me to finally pass on?"
He pointed to a line on the paper on his chest and handed over a spectral pen. Shrugging, Roger signed his name. The paper disappeared.
Then the spirit laughed.
"Thank you very much, Mr. Johnson. Enjoy your new job."
Then he vanished, leaving only his oversized stapler behind. Before Roger could ponder what he meant, the stapler lifted itself up.
A whirlwind passed through the room, and the various papers littering the floor were blown around Roger's spirit, then stapled to him.
The stapler then came to rest in his hands.
And Roger Johnson's mind was filled with knowledge. Knowledge that he could only be free to pass on to the next world if this form were properly completed.
He'd need to get some help for that.
Description: A balding, middle-aged man wearing glasses and a three-piece suit. He's also transparent and glows an unpleasant shade of blue. He carries a large stapler, which is likewise transparent and glowing.
Roger has various forms stapled to his body; if you were to examine them, you would find them to be needlessly complex and that they need to be filled out in triplicate.
Personality-wise, he is very firm on insisting that all paperwork be properly filled out. After all, a badly-filled out form is what's keeping him out of the afterlife. And he has a lot of forms right here that you can help him with hey where are you going!
Seeing particularly shoddy paperwork will send him into a berserk rage. And not just against whoever failed to fill theirs out properly.
Weapons and Abilities: Roger has a large supply of impossibly confusing forms which he can produce from nowhere. He also has a spectral stapler which never needs to be refilled; with this, he to forcibly attach a form to someone until they agree to fill it out.
Ironically, he's absolutely terrible at filling out forms himself, and if he has to for some reason, expect it to be a complete mess. He was always better at accounting.
There's no reason for this | Or this | Death is inevitable | You can't challenge fate | The smallest change | I'm overwhelmed
I'm serious | It makes perfect sense | Easy as ABC! | I can't even explain it | Cleaning up someone else's mess
I suck | I rule | I've got it made | Really, I'm serious | This bugs me | It's all lies | I want to believe | Beauty is a curse
I'm serious | It makes perfect sense | Easy as ABC! | I can't even explain it | Cleaning up someone else's mess
I suck | I rule | I've got it made | Really, I'm serious | This bugs me | It's all lies | I want to believe | Beauty is a curse