Alright, so, I've been a little busy lately, and now, I'm wanting to give you a treat. Six characters of my choosing are coming to this brand new revival to my old Total Drama fic, Resurgence. I really wish I was able to continue on it, but I wasn't a big fan of the previous cast, and there were a lot of characters that I just... slapped on all willy-nilly. As you can see, I am resetting in, and with the characters that I chose, well, here are their enterances to this new game.
But beware, spoilers are ahead, and if you don't like spoilers, then might as well skip this chapter once the next one's set up. Enjoy.
Location: (Bowser's Castle) Kanyijin, the Koopa Kingdom
At first glance, you might believe in the old Mushroom Kingdom myth that Bowser and his cronies live off of sulfur, brimstone, and magma, but you are dead wrong. The Darklands are only where the major military bases are, not Bowser's Castles. The real Koopa Kingdom is a much different place, basically paradise compared to what you previously thought.
The Koopa Kingdom isn't a cult-of-persona volcanic military state with Bowser's face plastered everywhere, but an actual, legitimate kingdom that you might want to see on your tour of fictional worlds, and more peaceful than you'd expect. Across grassy plains and vast mountains, as well as the occasional river or lake, and a few villages, you would see a vast oriental city surrounded by a strong get of double-walls. This was Kanyijin, the capital city of the Koopa Kingdom for thousands of years. It is vibrantly colored, with a vast castle at the center of it all. Sitting in his throne room is none other than Bowser himself.
For many, he would be intimidating, and we all know why. The guy is a 3,800-year-old gigantic turtle-like reptile covered with yellow scales on his torso, tail, and limbs, while his head had green scales. The Koopa King's snout and belly were of a peach color, the same color as his horns and the spikes on his green, white-rimmed shell and his tail. Atop his head, a vibrant mane of fiery red hair, presumably protofeathers, grows, being the envy of any Koopa that happens to be bald. He stood still, being flanked by two elite Koopatrol guards on either side of his throne. He just sat with his eyes closed, until he heard the sound of a messenger.
"Boss! Boss!" the Koopa said, running towards him before catching his breath, panting. "I have come across something that you might want to see."
"What is it?" Bowser asked. The Koopa simply pulled out a letter, to which Bowser was given. "Huh, who gave this letter to you, anyway?"
"A human being, male specimen, gave this to me." the Koopa said as Bowser opened the letter. "He was an elderly human with spiky blue hair and piercing blue eyes, had a unibrow. He wore a white lab coat over his blue shirt and some khakis. Said his name was Rick Sanchez, and he was accompanied by a smaller child, brown hair and brown eyes, wore a yellow shirt and some jeans."
Bowser still paid attention to what his minion had to say and paused. "Sheldon, you are relieved of duty for today."
"Yes, my lord." the Koopa said, running off to parts unknown. Meanwhile, Bowser looked at the letter, carefully reading it.
"Invatation, yada yada ya." Everything else was just whispering until his eyes widened. "Aha! Just the vacation I need from all of this conflict!" Bowser said as he flashed back to the various conflicts he had with Mario and Luigi. For eight hundred years solid, he had with those plumbers, mostly Mario, but it all went pretty much the same. He assaulted the Mushroom Kingdom, he kidnaps Peach, Mario beats up his minions, Mario beats him up, Mario brings Peach back to her castle with some cake, and repeat. Occasionally, there were some other villains that came about, but those rarely came along. And besides, Mario and his friends, including Peach, were on vacation, Wario was on something that had to do with gold, heck, even Waluigi was having an epic adventure fighting a giant angelic seraph who threatened to destroy the entire universe, of all the things his spies told him. Not to mention that his own son, Junior, was busy with something else, likely going on another adventure of his own, which left him with very little to do. He got up from his throne and sighed. "Normally, I won't go into the nearest thing, but... I've been quite bored and lonely lately. Might as well go humor him..."
Bowser was bored of the same routine, so, for him, this game was going to be something to freshen his life up. "Oh, the places we go..." Bowser said as he walked towards the location he was instructed to go to.
Location: Garreg Mach Monastery
Byleth, a blue-haired woman wearing armor, sat aside a table, talking to a new client. Of course, being the professor of a millitary academy that shares the same building with a church, she would have clients, but this one seemed wildly different. He was an eldery man with spiky blue hair complete with a unibrow of the same color, and piercing blue eyes gazed onto her. The stranger wore a long white coat over his wear, which was a blue shirt and a pair of brown pants that were belted up. "Alright, so your name is Rick Sanchez, and you have brought an invite to some weird... contest?" Granted, Byleth did not know what a television was, given the time period, and she wanted to know just what is up with this.
"Affirmative." Rick said. "The guy I am sponsoring, his name's Chris McLean, love his work by the way, has invited twenty four beings throughout the multiverse to compete in his reality show for a grand value worth ten million dollars, not that you know half of it."
"Right..." Byleth said. "So, why have you come to this school? Who did your friend choose?"
"Oh, you're gonna love this." Rick said with a chuckle. "You know that purple-haired girl who was abused by her asshole father and kidnapped by her mother and sent to here, the dual headquarters of the Church of Seiros and the Officers Academy?" Byleth's jaw dropped, unable to make words. "Huh. So you do know who she is. Enlighten me."
"Y-you know who Bernadetta is? But how?" Byleth was in shock. Not only did this man come from a portal and given her an invite, but he also happened to know about her, Bernadetta von Varley, and possibly every student and professor in the monastery.
"Eh, let's just say I keep *belch* tabs on people." Rick said. "Heard she's be-*belch*-come such a recluse these days, how is that?"
Byleth continued to stare in shock. Not only did he know about it, but he knew about her problem. Bernadetta von Varley wasn't the type of person to meet new people, due to her troubled past. Her abusive father hated commoners and beat up anybody who tried to befriend her, which lead Bernadetta to have a fear of other people, which had caused her to seclude herself in her room even more. Soon, she will starve, and her mother would kill her if she stayed there any longer. "I still don't have much trust in you, but I accept your offer, but, how will you get her out?" she asked. "The doors are locked, and-"
"Easy." Rick said, laying down on the chair, feet on the table as he pulled out a strange device from his coat and shot a portal straight to the ceiling. The sound of a short scream filled the room as a young girl with messy purple hair and a school uniform dropped down, a mortified look on her face. "THAT is how."
Bernadetta looked at Rick and screamed. "No! N-not e-e-even in my room! I gotta get out of here!" She ran towards the door out of Byleth's office, and Rick just took a sip from his liquor as she attempted to run towards the door. He shot a beam from another device, causing a barrier to appear between Bernadetta and the door. "No! P-please! I wanna be back! Just-"
"Alright, that's enough!" Byleth said. Bernadetta shakily turned to see Byleth sitting on her desk, with Rick leaning on the chair, his feet resting on the desk.
"P-proffessor. No! You're gonna kill me! P-please make it quick!"
"What are y-*belch*-you, insane!? She's not going to kill you." Rick said, taking his feet off the desk, much to Byleth's relief. "Look, we have been discussing your rec-*urp*-ent be-*belch*-havior these days, and we both came to a good agreement." Rick pulled a set of papers out from his labcoat and handed them to Byleth's desk. "Alright, just sign your name and write Bernadetta's in their respective places. And as for you, Bernie." Rick said, turning his attention to the purple-haired girl, causing her to yelp.
"M-me!? You're gonna kill me, are-aren't-"
"Again with the killing, Lord Christ O' Savior help us all, geez louise! I'm not gonna kill or eat you." Rick said, annoyed at the purple-haired girl for assuming such a thing twice, although, she may have been referring to Byleth that first time. "Look, both your professor and I have came to a good agreement. You've become too much of a recluse lately, and it is not school suited, to say the least. So, I'm having her sign some things so you could star in Total Drama with a bunch of other strangers." Rick looked to see Byleth handing the papers to him, and he looked at them and smiled. "...and that's our cue. Come on, Bernie. You've got a show to compete in, and I'm not the only one gathering people and sending letters here."
"Eep." Out of anything that can happen, this was the least likely way to be dragged out of her room. She shivered as she stepped forward, knowing that she had no choice in the matter, even though Rick had deactivated the forcefield. "How did it come to this..." she thought, wishing that this is all a dream.
Location: Ebott City (The Surface)
Once upon a time, there were two races, HUMANS and MONSTERS. The humans ruled the surface, and the monsters lived underground. They aren't the kind of monster that children fear in the night, not under the bed. The term MONSTER for them is a collection of magic-based creatures that take a myriad of different shapes and sizes, depending on their species. They originally lived among the surface along with humanity, but a great war had the humans emerge as the winners and banish monsterkind underground with a powerful spell. After an incident with the first human to fall, Asgore, the king of the Underground was enraged and declared war on humanity for the death of both of his children, causing a bunch of insecurities and drawbacks, as well as his own guilt, to arise.
Six humans fell down, and six SOULs were collected. However, it was the eighth human, a young girl by the name of Frisk fell into the Underground, and she did not fight like the rest of them. She was a pacifist, preferring to befriend people rather than bash through things. As she went across her journey, she went through quite a lot of encounters, and each step of the way, Frisk found creative ways to solve the conflict and move forward. When she encountered the king in his castle, something bizarre happened. A talking flower that had been following Frisk this whole time absorbed all her new friends, revealing that he was the revived form of the lost prince who died in a plan with his adoptive human sibling. Through the prince's memories, she went through to him, and as one final gift of gratitude, the prince released everyone's SOULs, breaking the barrier and allowing monsterkind to roam free once again.
It's been ten months since then, and the humans of the neighboring city have become quite adjusted to the new creatures living among them, integrated into their society and adding parts of their own. Frisk was no longer resetting time, she had finally accomplished her goal of saving the prince and somehow his adoptive human sibling as well. After five hundred years, the Prince of the Underground, Asriel Dreemurr and a former Dutch colonist, Chara, find themselves having a second chance in the world, the latter shocked to find herself in a modern word, yet happy that her family was together again. Asgore and Toriel were still not back together, yet they lived across the street, even talking like childhood friends again. As for Frisk, she was an orphan, and she is still deciding where to stay. However, there was one face that was still thinking back to everything that happened before.
The person that is mentioned is a skeleton monster in his late twenties. He was bony, that's for sure, but the combination of the blue hoodie, the white tank top, and the shorts made him appear pudgy due to his short height. This was Sans the Skeleton, eldest son of Gaster, and brother to Papyrus, who was on ambassador work. He was surprisingly good at it, too. Sans was still pretty lazy, but he was more motivated and slightly more active, but only slightly. He now worked as a low-ball comedian along with a job at a convinence store, and all of his friends have moved on as well. Undyne became a police officer, spreading justice in the surface as well. Alphys became a science teacher at a high school, and she and Undyne are now engaged. Mettaton became more social and began performing with two other people, Napstablook supporting him and playing as his DJ. As for the former royal family, Toriel, much like Alphys, became a school teacher, but she was at an elementary school, weirdly enough, the same school that Frisk goes to. Asgore used his knowledge on gardening to his advantage, running a flower shop in the suburbs. Their children have been relatively good, though adjusting to being alive again, with Asriel adjusting to being able to walk again while Chara had a larger change, having to adjust to a modern world. She is still guilty, and subconsciously avoids touching or using any form of knife because of that.
Sans had never felt so alone since he lost Gaster to the hands of the CORE. His brother and his friends were out working, yet through the various texts and phone calls that he had, he knew they did not forget about him. Just then, he saw the door open up, and he saw Papyrus walk up to Sans, still wearing his ambassador's outfit. "heh, great to see you again, paps. how's ambassador work doing ya?" Sans said.
"OH, THE HUMANS HAVE REALLY LOOK UP TO ME! I NEVER THOUGHT THAT HUMANS HAD A WIDE VARIETY OF TASTES, AND I STILL HAVEN'T FOUND OUT ABOUT ALL OF THEM!" Papyrus said. "THOUGH, I ALSO CAME HERE BECAUSE I GOT A CALL FROM SOMEONE. HE SAID THAT YOU HAVE BEEN INVITED, SANS! MAN, YOU ARE VERY LUCKY TO BE THERE. BUT THAT CYBERBULLY WHO KEEPS ANNOYING ME WITH PUNS STILL CAME ALONG. MAN, AM I GLAD THEY ARE NOT HERE!" Papyrus then handed his brother the letter, but he did not open it just yet.
Sans decided to get up from his seat, putting his hands in his pockets. "good for you, bro. me? i've been alone with my thoughts this time, contemplating what has happened this last couple of months, including the revival of the other six humans for whatever reason. least they're happy, two of them even reunited with their families, even though the family they thought of was long dead. sad, yet happy." Sans said. "guess i'm the SOLE observer of the whole ordeal, huh?"
"SANS, THAT ISN'T FUNNY!" Papyrus said, causing Sans to snicker a bit.
"couldn't help it, bro. alright, i'm opening the letter now." The former Judge of the Underground opened it, and began to read. He began to have a perplexed look in his eyes, yet his mouth was still stuck in a static grin. "huh, a game show. that's interesting."
Location: Megan's Residence
The next letter's location was in a fairly 'normal' world when compared to the others, being in a small, one-story house with light blue coloring, having a part of it being held up by a stone slab and a roof made up of dark grey shingles and a chimney. It is set in a country area, surrounded by a variety of trees in the first few feet, with no other houses around it. To the right of the house, a statue of a bear stood, holding the name of the family who resided there. In one of the rooms of the small house, we see a young girl, her face covered up by a book about coding as she grabbed an onion.
Putting the book down, it revealed that she was a teenager with her orange hair done up in a ponytail, her eyes obscured by glasses. She was currently wearing a brown and red hoodie with beige-colored sleeves, a white shirt, and some dark green pants. This was Tulip Olsen, a rookie at coding and a person who had learned a lesson in life in the most unexpected way. You see, she was the child of divorced parents, and she didn't take it too well until recently. That was until something totally unexplained happened.
When she was attempting to run away, Tulip found herself trapped in a strange train, and not the normal kind. Each car housed a universe of its own, each one had its own unique challenge to conquer and a world to traverse, and the world it was in was barren and void of life. The train's origins are a mystery, but she learned that it was a special kind of place, in which you would go through a series of events in which you will deal with your problems, represented by a number on your hand. The higher the number, the worse your problem. In her case, it was her parents' divorce and how she dealt with it. The events that went on in the train had showed her that it is not all that bad, and though she missed her old friends on the train, she carried the memories of them in her heart.
And speaking of the train, that's just what she was basing her characters on. Along with the various codes she put in, Tulip also had some scrapped concept art of her characters, as well as some drawings of the originals for comparison. As she ate from her onion, she began to feel as if there was something missing that would go greatly in her game. Good Guy vs. Bad Guy was one of her earlier attempts, which did very well. Before she could go any further, she heard the sound of her mother knocking on the door. "Tulip, can I come in for a minute?" she asked.
"Sure thing, Mom!" Tulip replied, to which, the door opened, revealing a middle-aged woman with blonde hair smiling as she walked towards her.
"Tulip, I see that you are doing very well in your game, but I have just gotten a letter for you delivered today." her mother, Megan said, giving her an envelope, to which the redhead opened and began to read the letter inside, her expression turning into utter disbelief as she continued reading.
"Wow, mom, this has to be a dream! This could really help me with my game!" Tulip said, looking back at her mother.
"Be careful, sweetie." Megan replied, mother and daughter soon exchanging a hug.
"I will, mom." Tulip said as she broke off, getting up from her chair and making sure nothing would get lost. Little does she know, however, is that she will get thrust into a whole new adventure with a very familiar feel to it.
Location: Planet Express, New New York
The multiverse is full of many bizarre places, some are much like our world, others are not so much. Originally, this particular version of New York City was once just like the city we know of today, but over the course of the fourth millennia AD, things have changed in weird ways. It was destroyed in 2308 by a certain someone we will be getting to later on via a fleet of flying saucers. Many buildings were damaged, and society was knocked back to medieval levels as the dominant skyscrapers became large castles accompanied by tall pine trees. The same fleet arrived a second time, only to bring forth a futuristic metropolis that was inhabited by humans, sentient robots, and of course, aliens.
Although you might think they had cured everything you ever known, for some reason, it was an almost comedic world, one that, despite having super advanced technology, tended to look at the old world and try to decipher it or even cover it up on some instances, but enough about that. We soon find ourselves in a rather small, red, boxy building with a curved roof made from grey metal, also having a small tower attached to the side, branding the company's name and logo. This is the base for the Planet Express company, a delivery service made by a scientist to fund his research.
And speaking of the delivery, a green spaceship had just descended into the atmosphere as the roof opened up, letting it descend into the hangar and park inside after yet another successful delivery. The ship's hatch opened, and out of it, three beings emerged. The first to emerge was a young man with orange hair on his head, wearing a red jacket over a white shirt and some jeans. This was Phillip J. Fry, a 20th century guy that had gotten not-so-accidentally frozen by a certain alien for a thousand years, finding himself in the future. The second was his crush, Leela, who had long purple hair and wore a tank top and some black pants, yet her most distinguishing feature is her single eye instead of two eyes. The third, however, was more of a robotic type, being a grey robot with an antenna on his head and a chest compartment. This was Bender Bending Rodriguez, a former bending unit turned space-travelling robot, and a good friend of the other two once he met them.
"Here's to another successful delivery!" Fry said, holding out his can of Slurm, to which Leela and Bender held out their own and gave cheers.
"I honestly could not believe that we managed to get that package out there to the Black Hole People!" Leela replied.
"Yeah, and here I thought there was no escaping." Fry playfully countered as they entered the kitchen.
"Heh, black holes are nothin'. White holes, however, well..." Bender said, remembering one of the last deliveries. Before the conversation could continue any longer, a slightly plump, elderly man wearing a lab coat over a blue shirt and some pants, as well as some slippers, walked in.
"Good news, everyone! They finally killed Justin Beiber!" Farnsworth announced, raising his arms into the sky.
"Professor, that was a thousand years ago." Fry said.
"Oh poo, I wanted to see that with my own two eyes. Oh yeah, there is also a letter for Bender." Farnsworth said, handing out a letter. "Unfortunatley, it looks like it is one from the Stupid Ages, and a smart person cannot-"
"Smart, dumb, whatever? If this isn't about booze, then what is?" Bender said, taking the letter straight from Farnsworth's hands before opening it and reading the words inside. "Game... yada yada... challenges this, that... wait, a grand value equal to ten million US dollars!?" Bender's eyes widened as he read the letter a second time, with Fry and Leela joining in. "Well bite my shiny metal ass. I could get this for enough booze to fill me up for a human lifetime!"
"Bender, if I may, this game is gonna be very dangerous if I must say." Farnsworth warned. "I think it is best to come with you."
"Sorry, but I have to go alone on this one." Bender said before lighting a cigarrette and taking a smoke. "Letter even says so." Bender said, holding the letter out to the professor, who adjusted his glasses.
"You know I can't read that Stupid Age text."
"Professor, it's basically the same then as it is now. It can't be that hard." Fry said.
"Maybe it's that he needs new glasses." Bender replied.
"Totally, the building needs new glasses for its windows." a strange voice in a Yiddish accent said, and a strange, lobster-like humanoid walked in, causing the other four people in the room to look at him. "Is this not a good time..." Zoidberg looked around for a second before walking sideways, pinching his claws and letting out a few chirps as he did so.
"Ignoring that... might as well pack up! Look out, Total Drama, Bender's bending his way to victory!"
Location: Gem Homeworld
The universe is a vast and bizzare place, filled to the brim with all sorts of lifeforms, but in this universe, only one alien species has been known to interact with humankind: the Gems. Once members of a vast empire governed by the Diamonds, their influence stretching across a good portion of the galaxy, it was when they encountered humanity when everything changed. One of the Diamonds staged a rebellion, faked her own death to start a new life with her Pearl and a new accidental fusion for five thousand years until kicking the bucket via birth, sacrificing her own life to create a son, who had her gem and many of her powers and abilities as a result. Steven proved to be the very person that changed the Diamonds' view on the world, ending their reign of terror.
Since then, Homeworld has become a very different place. The Gem Empire was dismantled, gems were free to pursuit their interests, and the Diamonds themselves have since retired from ruling in this new third era. Oh, and speaking of Pink Diamond, while she no longer exists, something, or rather someone from her past has taken her place in the hearts of the Diamonds. This gem was pink in color and sported a noodly build reminiscient of something from an old cartoon from the thirties, yet modernized to an extent. Her torso was a purple color, with her pink, heart-shaped gemstone flipped upside down. She appered to wear cartoonish gloves and elf-like boots, and her hair was done up in two pigtails that flared up like fire.
This, my dear friends, is Spinel, former playmate of Pink Diamond, abandoned for around six thousand years for reasons unknown. Of course, after hearing about the news, she had a little crisis, and in a fit of rage, attempted to destroy the Earth, yet Steven was able to get to her, seeing her troubled past and helping her see the error of what she done. It took a few years, but she is still recovering, using her silly and goofy nature to warm the hearts of her new peers back at Homeworld. It has been several months since Steven had left Beach City, and for once, Spinel found that she had nothing to do. She wasn't in the mood for any silly jokes at the moment, even she needs a break. Plus, she began to feel lonely, again. Yes, the Diamonds keeping her company did help, but standing still in an overgrowing garden for six thousand years by your lonesome, you'd feel the same way. During her time as Pink Diamond's playmate, she never knew the concept of lonliness until that long standstill six thousand years in the making.
She looked around, seeing just how much Homeworld had changed. Again. Gems of all kinds could go around freely, doing whatever things their hearts guide them towards, voting for politicians (a concept very much borrowed from humankind) and guiding tourists across ancient sites. She herself was in one of those tours when she reunited with Steven during his internal crisis, again, a few months after her own little crisis. Missing out on Era Two meant that she had so much catching up to do, and it is not just on Homeworld. As she was pondering, she heard a ringing sound. It was her Mobile Communicator. She pressed a button on it, and it opened up, displaying a hologram with all three Diamonds looking towards her.
"Spinel, if you are hearing this, then we know that you've been feeling lonely." Blue Diamond said, starting the video.
"Wait, you know? But how?"
"We can tell by your history alone." White Diamond said. "Believe me, I've been secluded for five thousand years because of what happened. It had practically driven me mad over loneliness and depression. That, and a few gems whom we talked with saw you looking at the stars and staring off into space."
"We have talked about your situation, and while it pains us to be away from you for an amount of time, we have come across a human who was looking for people for his 'reality show'." Yellow Diamond added.
"Wait, what? Is that why you were talking with me?" Spinel said, a smile forming on her face.
"Yes, and we have discussed it, and we have decided that you should have some time to explore and have friends." Yellow continued.
"We wish you the best of luck." Blue added. "That is, if you want to sign in."
"Are you kidding me?" Spinel said. "There are a lot of things I have missed, and this is a great opportunity to make up for my time in the garden. Don't worry your little heads... ironically speaking, of course. I'll be fine, and thank you so much!" If they were there in person, she would wrap her arms around them and hug them until they poof, well, not that far, anyway.
The Diamonds, too, smiled. "You're welcome." White said. "Now, the ship he provided is parked at Pink's palace, as per to our request, we hope you have a wonderful time." All three began to wave at her before the Communicator turned off.
Spinel grabbed it, and with her happiness reinvigorated, she moved as fast as she was allowed to towards the direction of the Diamond Palaces, ready to embark on an adventure of her own. She had missed out on so much, and she always wondered what happened to the rest of the universe while she was in her standstill, and maybe, she can learn more about herself along the way. Only time will tell.
Alrighty, so yeah, Resurgence wasn't giving me what I had wanted from a Total Drama X-over, so I had to start all over again with this new story. Basically, Chris now has access to multiple universes, all thanks to Rick himself. Not C-137, nor one of the Ricks that work for the Council, he's more like the Rick we follow on the regard that he hates the Citadel.
Now, some of the old cast and a few new characters are selected by moi. Here are the eight cast members I had picked.
(08/24)
Bowser (Super Mario Bros.) [The Koopa King]
Bernadetta Von Varley (Fire Emblem) [The Social Recluse]
Sans (Undertale) [The Comical Skeleton]
Tulip Olsen (Infinity Train) [The Coding Prodigy]
Bender (Futurama) [The Alcoholic Robot]
Spinel (Steven Universe) [The Forgotten Playmate]
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The last two are gonna be revealed in due time, but they are not gonna be some glitchy mystery like in NeverSafeFromWaluigi's Total Drama Revival or anything like it, though speaking of Revival, be sure to check it and support the author all the way. It really does have a good start to it, and I cannot wait to see what he will put in next, and he is revealing a new crossover within the story. Though I do not know much about Danganronpa, it might be something I would be interested in, huge shoutout to the author, but enough about that. Here are the rules.
1. Only one character per verse is allowed in the story. Basically everybody is a stranger, unless some of them have been in something like Super Smash Bros. or Playstation All-Stars. Though, two characters from the Final Fantasy series, for example, can come, yet they have to be from different worlds and barely even know about eachother, like Final Fantasies I and II, yet two Final Fantasy III characters cannot go in. Not that I know anything about that franchise whatsoever.
2. You must give a really good reason as to why they are in there, both in Resurgence and new people. For example, I put Spinel in the story because I thought that she would still be lonely even after the events of the movie and Steven Universe Future. Even if you cannot find a reason as to why they would enroll, which is fine, please tell me why you want them to star in my fanfic. Give me the name of the character, the label you would want to put onto them, and a brief description of at least three to four sentences is required to get a character in.
3. Given my previous story, I am not going to pick any characters that I barely know or unconfident to write about. Saves me the trouble.
4. People from real life are not allowed, namely politicians. However, characters like the Nastalgia Critic or the Angry Video Game Nerd, who are based around real life characters, are indeed allowed, but only to that level.
5. I want diversity, heroes, villains, even those with neutral alignment have to have some form of diversity. Anti-heroes, manipulative villains, and the like are examples of diversity.
6. No pornographic characters are to be here. Yes, it sounds dumb, but trust me, I do not want it M-rated, and if I don't, somebody will suggest it.
7. Do not spam characters or pretend to be guests. I swear, these people are just insane!
8. Speaking about the second rule, I would want you guys to talk about how the character would interact with people, and I do not care whether it would be the interns, fellow contestants, or even Chris himself. Not guranteed, but it will widen your chances of having the character in. That, and the point in time (before or after x event) which the characters would be in during the events of the story.
9. Do not be afraid to get creative with who you have in your arsenal. Dragons, robots, aliens, and even a seemingly ordinary human would be allowed to participate, yet the latter would have to have experience with supernatural and/or extraterrestrial stuff to get in.
And with that, comes the rules of the game. Do not criticize how I write or who I put in. I'm doing what I can in life, and with the recent pandemic forcing us to get crammed into our own homes, it has affected us all. I really do not like talking about it, so do not ask any questions regarding it. On a brighter side of things, I am taking this opportunity to do other things for my life, and I hope things will be better, and I wish I had published this sooner rather than later, yet anyway, enjoy the show, or story.