Post by joanna on May 22, 2012 10:14:42 GMT -5
Name: Eric Cartman
Age: 10
Sexual Orientation: Straight (until further notice
)
Image:
(God, that was fun Google sreach)
Key/Lock Holder: Anyone who can be his little partner in crime. Mwah.
Brief History:
Cartman spent his entire life in South Park, Colorado with his single mother. Due to a combination of poor parenting and half being raised by the media, he’d grown into a problem child. As he matured – alright, maybe not matured, but grew older – he evolved from just being nasty and stupid to being something of a criminal mastermind. He can be a good actor but also tends to lack long-term foresight and makes childish mistakes so his evil plots tend not to succeed. Usually, he’s driven by greed or to make his other friends look bad. For some reason, he manages to hold the relationship with Stan, Kyle, Kenny and Butters. While he tends to be the black sheep of sorts in the group of friends, if there isn’t enough convincing him to take action, he’d rather laze around, watch TV and eat Cheesy Poofs. Cartman tends to pick on his friend, Kyle, for being Jewish. He’s also apparently racist. But it’s been implied that he thinks that calling someone a “Jew” is just another insult like “stupid” or “idiot”. Or that this point he might just be trollin. Either way, he usually ends up getting what comes around for it. Few can tolerate Cartman for extended periods of time unless he can make it worth their while. Cartman has gotten himself into any number of adventures and embraceing situations that he may or may not make a big ham of himself going into.
Sample Post:
The tubby, red-jacket, kid stared up at the mansion. He couldn’t resist as a big, almost ill-intentioned, grin curled up his face. He could almost twiddle his fingers with glee, but he had no reason to ham it up yet. He escorted himself inside, removing his hat beforehand.
This was delicious. What spoiled boy could resist a chance to have his own mansion and pamper himself further? Cartman didn’t have enough morals to not take advantage of Hermaphrodite’s, or whatever her name was, offer. He had the key that was given to him tied around his neck for the world to see that he was all for finding a match. Romance what not on his mind, but instead, he wanted a loyal partner for his hare-brained schemes. Like Butters, only less…lame. A female might be put to good use; none of the girls at home wanted to be near him, but here, oh here, was different. He could almost giggle, but that was gay.
Now…where do chicks like to hang out?
Age: 10
Sexual Orientation: Straight (until further notice
)Image:
(God, that was fun Google sreach)
Key/Lock Holder: Anyone who can be his little partner in crime. Mwah.
Brief History:
Cartman spent his entire life in South Park, Colorado with his single mother. Due to a combination of poor parenting and half being raised by the media, he’d grown into a problem child. As he matured – alright, maybe not matured, but grew older – he evolved from just being nasty and stupid to being something of a criminal mastermind. He can be a good actor but also tends to lack long-term foresight and makes childish mistakes so his evil plots tend not to succeed. Usually, he’s driven by greed or to make his other friends look bad. For some reason, he manages to hold the relationship with Stan, Kyle, Kenny and Butters. While he tends to be the black sheep of sorts in the group of friends, if there isn’t enough convincing him to take action, he’d rather laze around, watch TV and eat Cheesy Poofs. Cartman tends to pick on his friend, Kyle, for being Jewish. He’s also apparently racist. But it’s been implied that he thinks that calling someone a “Jew” is just another insult like “stupid” or “idiot”. Or that this point he might just be trollin. Either way, he usually ends up getting what comes around for it. Few can tolerate Cartman for extended periods of time unless he can make it worth their while. Cartman has gotten himself into any number of adventures and embraceing situations that he may or may not make a big ham of himself going into.
Sample Post:
The tubby, red-jacket, kid stared up at the mansion. He couldn’t resist as a big, almost ill-intentioned, grin curled up his face. He could almost twiddle his fingers with glee, but he had no reason to ham it up yet. He escorted himself inside, removing his hat beforehand.
This was delicious. What spoiled boy could resist a chance to have his own mansion and pamper himself further? Cartman didn’t have enough morals to not take advantage of Hermaphrodite’s, or whatever her name was, offer. He had the key that was given to him tied around his neck for the world to see that he was all for finding a match. Romance what not on his mind, but instead, he wanted a loyal partner for his hare-brained schemes. Like Butters, only less…lame. A female might be put to good use; none of the girls at home wanted to be near him, but here, oh here, was different. He could almost giggle, but that was gay.
Now…where do chicks like to hang out?
