Ink City Character Request Sheet
Jun. 9th, 2013 06:05 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
matchesmassaMun Name: Anthony Massa
Journal: http://matchesmassa.dreamwidth.org/profile
Contact Info: Massatime12@gmail.com
Other Characters: None yet.
Name Eric Cartman
From: South Park!
Appearance:
Age: 9
Gender: Male
Personality: Cartman is a fat, immature, racist, greedy sociopath. Some say he's pure evil in the form of a little kid. Really though, he does what benefits him. Has no empathy for others and is a very manipulative person. Here is a more extensive article on his personality: http://southpark.wikia.com/wiki/Eric_Cartman#Personality
Backstory: Born in South Park, Colorado, Cartman's upbringing was...strange. His mother was quite promiscuous in her day, and until very recently Cartman had no father that he knew of. His friends mercilessly teased him for being fat, which caused him to be the evil bastard we all know and love. His mother always gave him what he wanted, so he grew up very spoiled.
Moral Standing: Does many, many, MANY terrible and evil things. But no matter the situation, he considers himself the good guy. Will fight for the cause of good if it benefits him as well. Here is a list of his heroic deeds: http://southpark.wikia.com/wiki/Eric_Cartman#Heroic_Moments.2FHeroism
Dreams: Ten million dollars, to rule the world, and an unlimited supply of cheesy poof snacks.
Fears: Hippies, Aliens, being killed.
Character Location: Cartman's house:
Samples: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1Fk3Jr3P0RM
Writing Sample: "Eugh, What the ff.." Eric Cartman, a young, fat little boy emerged from the Well. "Ay! Where the hell am I?! Ay! AY!" The young boy shouted about, calling for anyone who could help this poor, innocent, frightened little boy. "I'm seriously! If someone doesn't tell me what the f**k is going on here I'm gonna be pissed off!" He looked at his hands, dull in color. He watched as they brightened and dried of the black muck. "Gross! Weak! What the hell...KYLE! Kyle and Stan, you douchebags! I hate you guys! Kenny!" But his friends were nowhere to be seen. "Dude, weak. Where am I?" He spotted the device next to him, and immediately forgot his worries. "Ooh! Sweet an iPad! Can't wait to show those guys, especially stupid Kyle, this is so much cooler than his."
Journal: http://matchesmassa.dreamwidth.org/profile
Contact Info: Massatime12@gmail.com
Other Characters: None yet.
Name Eric Cartman
From: South Park!
Appearance:
Age: 9
Gender: Male
Personality: Cartman is a fat, immature, racist, greedy sociopath. Some say he's pure evil in the form of a little kid. Really though, he does what benefits him. Has no empathy for others and is a very manipulative person. Here is a more extensive article on his personality: http://southpark.wikia.com/wiki/Eric_Cartman#Personality
Backstory: Born in South Park, Colorado, Cartman's upbringing was...strange. His mother was quite promiscuous in her day, and until very recently Cartman had no father that he knew of. His friends mercilessly teased him for being fat, which caused him to be the evil bastard we all know and love. His mother always gave him what he wanted, so he grew up very spoiled.
Moral Standing: Does many, many, MANY terrible and evil things. But no matter the situation, he considers himself the good guy. Will fight for the cause of good if it benefits him as well. Here is a list of his heroic deeds: http://southpark.wikia.com/wiki/Eric_Cartman#Heroic_Moments.2FHeroism
Dreams: Ten million dollars, to rule the world, and an unlimited supply of cheesy poof snacks.
Fears: Hippies, Aliens, being killed.
Character Location: Cartman's house:
Samples: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1Fk3Jr3P0RM
Writing Sample: "Eugh, What the ff.." Eric Cartman, a young, fat little boy emerged from the Well. "Ay! Where the hell am I?! Ay! AY!" The young boy shouted about, calling for anyone who could help this poor, innocent, frightened little boy. "I'm seriously! If someone doesn't tell me what the f**k is going on here I'm gonna be pissed off!" He looked at his hands, dull in color. He watched as they brightened and dried of the black muck. "Gross! Weak! What the hell...KYLE! Kyle and Stan, you douchebags! I hate you guys! Kenny!" But his friends were nowhere to be seen. "Dude, weak. Where am I?" He spotted the device next to him, and immediately forgot his worries. "Ooh! Sweet an iPad! Can't wait to show those guys, especially stupid Kyle, this is so much cooler than his."
