Caleb Monroe to Arian: *Wickedly laughs* "See now you HAVE to live with me forever..." *moves her arm to her hip and grins through her teeth* Arian: *thinks to herself, god what have I done to deserve this slight... begins to pray* Caleb: "Come on I'm not so bad.. at least I didn't get you naked..." Your MC has to go into drug rehab... how do they cope?
Your MC has to go into drug rehab... how do they cope? Sabby: "Who put me in rehab? Mom? Dad? F**k them, f**k that, and f**k you! I'll show you rehab, C'mere!" *she lunges out of her chair* Warden: *Holding Sabby back*, "Can I at least get some garage time under a car? Or car magazines? I think I can get by with just magazines. Or even a Hanes Manual. Sabby stop freaking out! Get a grip will you? They aren't going to put you in rehab. Yet.... Hey Doc, got any sedatives? They give me the best dreams..." *Sabby elbows his ribs* "Oof!" Sabby: "Get off me, Pill head, they aren't going to give you more pills in Rehab. Idiot." *She straightens her clothes, cocks her hip and licks her lips at the doctor*. "On second thought... What do the Orderlies look like in this joint?" Neither stay in rehab long. Mommy and Daddy paid for their early out. Much to the Hospitals relief. Your MC is taking a much deserved vacation, but once there realizes they've landed in the middle of an extreme conflict. Where do they vacation to, and what is the conflict? What do they do? (leave and vacation elsewhere, stay to straighten things out, stay and try to avoid the fray, etc...)
*Elroy and Kiuka lay down on the sands of Sohalia Beach. Elroy sips some Awkad while Kiuka swims in the water. Suddenly, Random Guy #3,456 runs up to them* Random Guy #3,456: You must help us! An evil lich has invaded the village and is raising the dead for his zombie army! Already there are hundreds of zombies and many more every minute! Elroy: *sighs* We came here to avoid stuff like that. *Kikua approaches them* Kiuka: We won't fight the lich for you, but we'll help with the evacuation of the town. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Omar: Ah, London. You never cease to ama- British Man: Omar! Oh, thank GOD I have found you! You must help me, man! I'm the curator of the London museum of history and I just received a death threat from some cult who absconded with the sword of William the Conqueror! Omar: I shall help you at once! Lead me to the scene. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Captain Helen Chert: Board the ship, ladies and gentlemen. We are not getting involved in this alien race's political squabble. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Amos: Your necklace is probably under your sofa, Englishwoman. *goes to take a nap* ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ What would your MC do if he/she read yaoi fanfiction about him and someone else?
Upon discovering that he is the subject he is apauled, and distances himself as far as possible from the computer screen, his eyes still fixed on it for the same reason that some people can't look away however much they want to while watching horrible gore in a movie. After a moment or two, he cautiously continues reading, and is quickly repulsed once more. Slowly, he returns to the screen and reads a little further... etc. etc. The best part is that I can't think of anyone he'd be costarring it with apart from Vampire Mongol Rasputin. Which is awesome. XD After he has finished, he shudders, closes the laptop and is silent for a long time, staring off into the distance. Finaly, he speaks. "I... was the subordinate one?" Your MC just found a dead body in his/her freezer. S/he's resonably certain his/her dearest friend put it there. What does s/he do?
Sabby: G**damnnit! Did I black out last night? **begins frantic pacing** Warden: How would I know? I was in the garage working that Lambo F355 you brought in last week. Who is this guy anyways, and why does he have lipstick on his cheek? Sabby: Ok. I know. Don't panic Warden, I'll take care of it. I'll take care of everything. **Starts to remove body from freezer and checking pockets for ID/wallet/keys/etc** Warden: I'm not panicking Sabby. You are. Get a grip. And we can't just toss the guy, what if he has family? Sabby: Who says anything about 'tossing'?... Where's your gas can? Does it still have gas in it from the 'Stang jump start? I'm going to need some of your old rags too. S**t, that's my lipstick! Ugh! Why didn't you tell me I blacked out?! Warden: I told you I was working last night and what gas? You mean from TWO months ago? Yes but- Oh. We're torching him... Same place as the last guy?... Sabby: Yeah, Warden, same as last time. **Drops legs of body to catch her breath** You know, it'd be nice if you could help... Warden: I am helping. I'm letting you use my gas and rags and backyard. This is your mess Sabby, deal with it.**Shakes head sadly as Sabby goes back to dragging body toward back door** What is your MC's idea of 'Hell", and what would they do to avoid ending up there?
A room full of screaming, sugar-high toddlers. He would do anything to avoid that. Where was/would your character be in the disgusting social hierarchy of high school? If s/he's already in high school, what career do they aspire to have in the future?
Elroy: Um...back in the School for Blind Elven Youth, I was a loner. I liked it that way. Kiuka: I was a bookworm in my school. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Heridon Copper: Football player. Yeah, yeah, that whole gig including a cheerleader girl. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Omar: I was class president for a year. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Helen Chert: I won a Miss Pagent award for my school. I lost it a few years ago. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Amos: If I were in some school, I'd be a loner. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Your character has this urge to sing a bawdy song in a bar/pub. What does he/she sing and why? How do others react?
L has never heard much music beyond gospel & hymns, which he isn't really fond of. Otherwise, America the Beautiful probably, although in his day & age it's a nearly meaningless & painful hymn harkening back to the lost old world. F, "...Das Einheitsfrontlied always stirs my blood a bit. And of course I'd be singing in the company of my fascist/plutocratic compatriots, so... they'd likely be disturbed, to say the least. A slap to the face, as intended." Delayed & greater, or instant & lesser gratification?
Delayed and greater. He's a pretty patient guy. What would your MC do if they found out they only had one day to live? (I know it's already been done but I couldn't think of anything else)
What would your MC do if they found out they only had one day to live? My current MC loves to fly. He would either jump off of something or steal a shuttle.
Val walks in, looks around, sees no question, shrugs. To meta things up: Your MC is playing this exact same game with a writing friend. What question would they ask?
Amos: What would your MC do if he were suddenly taken to a world where detective work required more than just a sharp mind and you had to go through years of training? As in, some blind tavern kid like me couldn't do it. Omar: What would your MC do if he/she entered an art museum and...nothing was stolen? No one needed his/her help? Captain Helen Chert: What would your MC do if he/she were just an average joe living on Earth? No powers, no sci-fi stuff. Nothing like that. Just...some bloke in an office desk? Elroy: What would your MC do if he/she were blind, but didn't possess the abilities I have? Um...what would your MC do if it turns out their wedding ring was actually evil?
Dominic: Wait, why am I getting married at sixteen in the first place? And why would a wedding ring be evil? Jacoby: Urm, wedding ring? Really? For a sixteen year-old? What would your MC do if they found themselves being chased by Zombies?
*sad song from Dead Island trailer plays* Amos: AAAAGGHHH!! *is dragged out through doorway* Heridon: *is pounced by ZOMBIE!Sandra Morrison* Uuuugghh.... Captain Helen Chert: NNNNOOOOOO!!! *is killed by zombies with guns* Omar: *is dramatically fighting them off for about five more minutes until he sees his zombified companion* Yvette.... ZOMBIE!Yvette: RAWR! *bites him* Omar: *Grabs her and throws himself into the path of the zombie horde* What would you do if your MC made out with your boy/girlfriend?
Me: *Staring in shock* You guys are both gay? Mike: WAT? No. No. Zeke: This is a misunderstanding. Mike: He attacked me... Zeke: I did nothing of the sort. He came on to me. Mike: ...and I didn't fight him off cuz I was drunk... Zeke: He was not at all intoxicated. Mike: ... otherwise I would've punched him out... Zeke: I was delerious. Mike: ... f***'n attack me... Zeke: He looked like a woman from behind. Mike: I wat? Me: Guys, it's totaly ok to be gay, I just... Mike: NOT GAY. Zeke: I'm completely heterosexual. Me: ... right. (Mike doesn't say "what", he says "wat". He's got a pretty sturdy build so I have no idea how Zeke made that mistake.) What would your character do if their best friend/lover was to be hanged? FOR MURDER?
Well Jesse already knows Anne is a murderer but he would never allow her to be hanged. what would your MC do if they found out someone was stalking them?
Ben would lose them in the woods and turn the hunter in to the pray What would Your MC do if they where telported to our world?
Take up tennis professionally. Get arrested within 3 months. Break out and start up a snake farm. What is your MC's favourite memory?
(snake farm?) Bradley Wilcox: "My favorite memory would have to be sitting in the bunk house with Mo and Amy drinking beer and laughing at Mo's inabilities to hit the damn dart board.... Good times." Your MC is falling off a cliff.. last thoughts?
Probably "Gimme", or the Latin equivalent therof. What is your MC most likely to see on a halucenogenic drug trip?
Crowned, fire-breathing snakes singing and dancing. What is the one thing your MC has always wanted, that they're either too ashamed or just plain unwilling to reveal to anyone else?
Caleb: Desperately wants to fall in love, and for a demon that is a very horrible thing to come to terms with. What is your MC's favorite ice cream flavor?
If he could taste it, probably that kind that's vanilla with the chocolaty swirls and the chocolate bits with caramel inside. (Moosetracks?) What is the one occupation that your MC would be unbelievably horrible at? Please explain in detail.
Heridon: Teaching an elementary school class. I can see it now: Kids laughing, hollering, making lots of rackets and I'm trying to control them. I let my anger get a bit out of control and suddenly I'm this big bad guy for making the children a-scared when I yell at them to "COOL IT!" Amos: I would have to say...book keeping. Why? Three guesses as to why. Hint: Look at my eyes. Elroy: Since we have the Herman'cha, I'd be happy to be a book keeper. However, I'd think I suck at being a nurse maid. Omar: Engineering. Why? I hate math. That's why. Captain Helen Chert: The one job that I suck at? Um...a diplomat? Lindsey: You hate politics, so yeah... What's the one job your MC would LOVE to have?
