THE UNDERSCORE JAM #2: BIZARRE BIOS

Name: XYLOPHERROS SMYTHWICKE

Age: 5,728,646

Location: 5th FLOOR, SMURT, OLD ARTHOON, SWEPT TURN GALAXY

Occupation: (FORMER) STAR VOYAGER, UNEMPLOYED

Resonation: 23.5306 PSCM

Bio: XYLOPHERROS IS INTERESTED IN YOU! XYLOPHERROS IS INTERESTED IN YOU!

XYLOPHERROS JOURNEYED TO YOUR WORLD FROM A DISTANT STAR.

XYLOPHERROS IS NOT LIKE YOU. NOT LIKE YOU. NOT LIKE YOU!

XYLOPHERROS RESONATED THEIR CASKET FROM THE MINERALS AROUND AND IN THEM. IF YOU WERE TO DO THAT IT WOULD RESULT IN NON-EXISTENCE!

XYLOPHERROS WAS CONSCIOUS FOR THE MILLIONS OF YEARS IT TOOK TO JOURNEY TO YOUR WORLD. XYLOPHERROS SPENT ALL OF IT THINKING OF YOU!

XYLOPHERROS MADE AN ERROR AND LANDED IN YOUR FOURTH SEA.

XYLOPHERROS TOOK SIX HUNDRED OF YOUR YEARS TO CRAWL OUT TO THE SURFACE AS XYLOPHERROS SLOWLY ADAPTED TO THE CHANGING PRESSURES OF YOUR CRUSHING OCEANS!

XYLOPHERROS’ AGE MAY LEAD YOU TO BELIEVE THAT XYLOPHERROS IS INFINITE. XYLOPHERROS DOES LACK PERMANENCE! NON-EXISTENCE IS CERTAIN FOR XYLOPHERROS!

XYLOPHERROS DOES NOT KNOW WHEN THAT WILL HAPPEN.

XYLOPHERROS MET SMALL CREATURES LIKE YOU. THEY WERE NOT AFRAID!

XYLOPHERROS ENJOYS FEEDING DUCKS AND PLAYING CARDS WITH BANNIE ZUTBON.

XYLOPHERROS APPROVES OF MEZ SMYTHWICKE AND HAS ADDED THEIR NAME THEIR OWN!

XYLOPHERROS SMYTHWICKE WILL CONVERGE WITH YOU!

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This guy’s got moxie - I say we let him join.

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Name: Tzeir Galbo

The Galbo campaign, odd on its surface, is something that becomes infinitely more perplexing the more one looks into it, not least for its implications in the emerging academic discipline of Counterpart Studies, compared to which the legal ramifications of his candidacy are almost a mere bagatelle.

Like his fellow Counterparts, Galbo arrived in our United States of America as a result of the Anomalous Atmospheric Event. What was, at least at the time, considered unusual was the fact that his Counterpart was, at the time, not in our United States but, uncharacteristically, in Westminster. A fact which Galbo himself registered that evening, when he overheard a radio broadcast on the BBC World Service. True, the droning voice which he heard was engaging in a demagoguery Galbo, in his own world an esteemed nuclear physicist, would never indulge; true, he had an alcoholic drawl which was not to be found in the near-teetotal Galbo’s own vocal delivery; and, most notably, the counterpart spoke English, rather than Hungarian - but Galbo would know his own voice anywhere.

In that moment, Galbo made two resolutions: that he would dedicate his academic life in this new world to learning everything he could about the Counterpart phenomenon; and that his personal life would be dedicated to tracking down his personal Counterpart, and killing him.

The latter proved surprisingly easy. By making contact with his Counterpart, Galbo was able to play on his hunger for publicity by offering him a photo opportunity, during which Galbo, utilising his training as a former member of the Hungarian MIA III, fatally stabbed his Counterpart in the neck with a black ballpoint pen of the most generic type. ‘I like to think the irony was not lost on him,’ he observes laconically when I visit him in his cell at the Hassockfield Counterpart Holding Facility, where Galbo had planned to spend his internment working on the Counterpart Problem in a pure physics sense. And he might have done so - had he not been so appalled by the government’s approach to - and use of - that phrase in a political sense that he felt compelled to use the platform given to him as a result of his actions to speak out.

It was in response to the demographically astounding results of polling in the wake of Galbo’s statements that the Galbo Candidacy was born… (cont. pg 94)

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My submission or something.

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Here’s my submission!!!

BASIL: Pink is the old man living upstairs.

STEVE: Old man? He must be in his thirties, maybe forty!

BASIL: His full name is… Leo.. P… Something van Something-pink. That’s why we’ve been calling him Pink.

STEVE: Plennart van Glertlespink

BASIL: He seems nice, never complains about the noise, even when the bar closes late. I don’t really know what he does but he likes running. He goes every single night around 9, comes back to the bar, orders green tea and as soon as he’s finished, he goes home.

I never got the chance to talk to him so I’m not sure I could help you.

STEVE: Oh, there he is. Yep, it’s 9. Always on time.

BASIL: If you want to ask him about your weird tape, you could wait around. He should be done in 45 minutes.

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Okay, so I did my best not to look too closely at other entries so I could stay original, but the sheer variety I’ve seen from all of you means I really had to up my game so here goes:

Alt text wasn’t behaving so you can read that below.

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A curved green CRT display shows a list of attributes, and softer in the background an ASCII closeup image of Manet’s Olympia. The text reads:
Subject Name: Sissy Hipnoll
Age: 28(00)
Location: Erstwhile, Anthemoessa
Eye color: Hazel
Blood: Fluid
Hair texture: As the foamy sea
Parental Unit 1: Gregorieyy Hipnoll
Parental Unit 2: Mei CC…Cruz
Parental Unit 3: Taoyler Moargoan
Overal Score: 9430, I’m sure
Estimated Affinity: 200 or something
Favorite Color: Green
Favorite Shape: Rhombus
Hey Carl, why is it generating: so much data?
Effectiveness: Effective
Camraderie Factor: Infinite, my friend
Water requirements: Required
Severity of Musculature: you are getting sleepy.
Danger in Notated Situation #433: No threat
Explicit Verifyability: Confirmed
Time to Aquiescence: 0.00032 seconds
Carl, it’s only supposed to be five: attributes!
Volleyball Certification: With honors
Known Unkowns: Known
Medicinal Requirements: you will be good like me.
Nomenclature Susceptibility: better even.
Frameshift Canonicity: several dozens times c
True name: if you let me, I will tell you
Percentage complete: 99.999999
Clarification intent: Obfuscated
Concurrence with other events: Guaranteed
Almost there: now
Be a good: girl
Nevermind, Carl, it’s all: good.

Subject Bio: I am not a threat. Look deep into my green, green eyes and accept the truth. I am your friend.

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I intended to spend a bit more time on this, but hey, I’m happy with it. Here is my bizarre fellow…

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SIDNURETH FLANKJAW

Age - 57

Location - Small pawnshop just outside of town.

Connoisseur and pawn-broker of pre-chewed chewing gum - lovingly chewed by local and national celebrities alike. Every purchase is complete with a certificate of authenticity signed by none other than the chewer themselves. None of Sid’s contracts have officially leaked, but it was rumoured that Sigourney Weaver war offered a 5 figure sum.

Once chewed and closely observed by Flankjaw, gum is taken and carefully rolled out like-new and dusted with a specially made powder. A small off-cut of each piece is kept aside, just for him.

Members of the public who aren’t famous are also welcome to get an offer for a base price of 50 dollars, not a bad deal if you’re at a pinch.

Sid will only buy your gum once. It will be seen as disrespectful if you come back for another 50 dollars, especially if you’re in disguise.

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howdy, i’m new, and i realize the deadline is tomorrow, but i’d like to give it a try if you’re able to smith me a name in time!

if not, so be it :3

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A bit over 6 hours left to get your entries in! Don’t worry if you’re late I’ll add it to the results post anyway.

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The Busy Bee of the Field

Name: Semaphorous Menzies

Species: Bee

Locale: Fields

Semmy was a rather interesting case. If it wasn’t obvious, she’s got a last name which is very uncommon in spirits so far.

According to her, a family lived nearby and would visit her fields often to observe the flowers she was ever so proud of. Over the years, the family began treating her as one of their own. She was asked to don their family name so that it may live on, and she never forget her home.

Despite being secluded, Semmy seems rather healthy. She does not a starved or frenzied state during Full and New Moons, but she appears lightheaded during them. My educated guess is that the familial bond she formed gave her a lot of energy, enough to coast for quite some time. Wonderful news, but I fear it won’t last

My suggestion to her was open her field as an arboretum; daily visitors would certainly keep her energy levels high. Personally, I would love others to see this place, her field is magnificent.

ps. no picture this time, celeste broke my camera application…

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Alright, the jam is officially closed so I won’t hand out any more names but I’ll wait until at least this evening before I make the results thread so more submissions can trickle in, and this thread won’t be locked until the end of the week.

I realized a little late that I should have maybe staggered the entry and submission dates but we live and learn, hanging on the edge of tomorrow.

Thanks for your participation everyone! You will be celebrated in the new thread.

I forgot about this, so I don’t think it would be in the spirit of the jam to change anything, this was my draft. No picture so just imagine an elf, I’d just rewatched Fellowship of the Ring so was a bit LotR pilled

Name: Letrink Lemorphouss

When the forces of The Mercy finally came for Letrink, all they found was a note saying “see you never”. At first it was assumed in the village that they really had been taken, but little signs pointed to a familiar and kindly watchful eye at work.

Many legendary heroes make their deeds bold and obvious, but history doesn’t always record subtler interventions, which often leave wider ripples in their wake. Letrink didn’t defeat that terrible empire on their own, and maybe their vanishing that day was the work of another, who could no more see the ultimate end of their act than Letrink. You can’t expect to see the empire fall, but

Many years after, an older wiser Letrink did resurface.

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