Yet another idea from my all-too-lovely-extremely-loved website Mibba. Feel free to visit it sometime. It's got the BEST writers i've ever seen. :)
Okay, here's how this goes.
You don't really have to use an OC, but it would be more fun that way.... You're not allowed to describe your character. That's the whole point of this topic-- trying to show your character's personality by answering questions.
The idea here is embodying your OC (whether its a fanfic OC or an RPG OC).
NOw, what you're supposed to do, is answer the question of ther person above you through the eyes of your OC. After you've done that, at the end of the post, put a question for the next person to answer (go and ask the craziest questions you can think of--as long as they're answerable)...and it goes on and on until, well, forever. (Kind of like the Story/Review game, only, this one's for character development) :)
I'll start off with a question...
What do you think of doorknobs?
This looks interesting. I'll give it a go.
I'll start off with a question...
What do you think of doorknobs?
...What's a doorknob?
(BTW, are we supposed to explain why our OC answers the way they do?)
Next Question: What do you want for lunch today?
My OC would say: "I don't care what you make for lunch, food is food, and if your are picky about what you eat that's your problem, not mine."
Question - Would you like to play a game?
P.S. I would also like to know if we must explain our answers.
Oh, well, my OC's answer would be: Depends on the kind of Game.
All right, my question: Do you fear the dark?
(Shouldn't be this under 'Game'? As well explaining the answers would give the character away, wouldn't it? )
OC/Answer:
I kinda forgot...I always seem to do that...they say its a problem but its pretty funny.
Me/Question:
Hot or Cold weather?
OC: Definitely hot weather. Cold weather is bad for driving.
My question: Why is it a problem that you do not remember from where you are?
Answer: Because then I don't know which places to avoid and some idiots, living there, aren't happy with what I might have done to them. Even though it was their own fault ... idiots.
Question: What do you think about girls?
OC: I try not to think too loud about them because they might not like it always.
Question: What do you do for a living?
Answer: I blow things up. *Shrug* Some people paint...
Question: What's your favorite thing to do?
OC: It depends what day it is. Weekends are Cynthia Time: includes sex, more sex, eating, then shower sex, then photographing the newest cemetery, mausoleum, creepy house I can find; then more sex later on if my fiancee doesn't have to go to work or if she isn't too tired. *coughs and gives a sheepish smile*
Ahem, the rest of the week? Well, it then depends how many hours I put in at Clinton Valley. Those residents need me; no one really talks to them or gives them attention. The RN's and doctors are busy, you know. Get paid the big bucks. Sometimes all the residents have are the aids. I like to make sure they remember that someone cares.
Question: What religion are you?
OC: Well... nothing really... I mean when the whole end of the world thing started happening I went to this church over on the south end of town a few times. I'm not really sure why, just... by myself, you know? The minister didn't mind me sitting in there, and promised to keep the press away. I guess I was just nervous. Seemed like the thing to do. I never told the others about it though.
Question: What was the hardest thing you've ever done.
OC: That's a toss up between splitting from the love of my life on a lonely road in Canada and leaving the place I came to call home to return to the h.e.l.l.hole that made me the way I am.
Question: If you could save ten thousand people and all you had to do was kill a single child, could you do it?
"F--- me! Yeah. I wouldn't kill the kid. The ten thousand people are probably crap at what they do. But I'll take the kid yeah and mould him into a man that he should be"
Chicken or Turkey?
Answer: Turkey, all things considered, because it takes longer to make. Any idiot can slap chicken together in a cafeteria or a lunchroom or something. It actually takes work to make turkey, and you never make it for yourself. If you're eating turkey, it's either because you've got people worth the effort to make it for, or people who think you're worth the effort to make it. I'll take either one any day of the week.
Question: You ever killed anyone?
OC: No, but I've seen too many getting killed and couldn't do anything about it.
My question: Do you have any family?
Answer: Yes and no, so to speak. I never had a real one, but I have one now. I couldn't possibly care less if it's 'real' or not.
Question: What's your earliest memory?
OC: My earliest memory? That's kind of hard to describe. I remember voices, lots of voices, and lots of emotions but nothing concrete. Pain and joy, so close that I cannot exactly say which was what.
Question: What do you love?
Answer: I love having a place to call home, and I don't care how corny that sounds, it's only corny if you've never been without things like that. I love having people who care what happens to me, and who I care about, that live there. I love having a family, makeshift or otherwise. I love having good friends, better ones than I ever thought could exist. Everything else is optional or negotiable. Those things aren't.
Question: What's your favorite color, and why?
OC's answer: My favourite colour, huh? Oh, well let me think. It's black and green. Black because I like it how it contrast with my skin and hair and how warm the leather feels. Green because that's my love's eyecolour.
My question: What's your favourite song?
Answer: Right now, it's 'Lux Aeterna' by Clint Mansell. Kind of a weird choice, since it's one I get very uncomfortable listening to, but it reminds me of everything that's happened, the incident on Battery Street and everything else, and it's just the sort of thing to get you ready for a fight or something tough and hard, which happens a lot in my line of work. I'm not terribly big into music, but that's my pick for the moment.
Question: What is your present occupation?
OC: Nothing right now, but until last night I've been helping to hunt down something you might not even believe at all: a bl*** real live demon. I've been only stupid enough to get trapped into a nightmare by it. Believe me, you won't like being caught up into one with no idea on how to get out of it. Yeah, and right now I feel kinda useless cause I've paid with my magic to get out of that dream.
My question: What would you like to be if you'd be living in Star Trek universe?
Answer: There are times I think I AM living in the Star Trek universe, but that's neither here nor there. I think I'd like to be one of the main characters, but probably not the captain. I don't know how I'd handle that kind of responsibility. I'd like to not be a redshirt (of course), maybe some kind of lieutenant? One of the ones who gets into away team adventures (but survives them?)
Question: What do you have in your pockets?
Answer: *scrounging around in his pockets* Just a few chits. Enough to buy a book in one of those shops on Colonial One. I hope they have a good classic. I never could stand the science fiction or thriller stuff.
Question: What's your favorite animal?
Answer: It has to be cats. I love my cat! He's fluffy and has such a sweet disposition - his name's Freddie - and most importantly of all, he doesn't go around hitting buttons and restarting my computer while I'm playing. You hear horror stories about that on the forums...
Question: How's your hair styled right now?
OC: My hair style, huh? Um, it's long and dyed to an almost white blonde tone. My sis says it's too long, but I like it this way.
Question: What do you think about boys?
OC: Uh, not much. I am a boy. You're not trying to imply something, are you? Carry on like that and you'll find you don't have access to any of your computer accounts. Not to mention the emails you'll apparently have sent out to the senior staff yesterday...
Question: Do you think you're as talented as the people around you?
"I'm more talented than those &*!(#ing Donkeys that surround me. F*&K me! Most of them can't even cook an egg!"
What would you grab first? A tinnie or Nachos?
Tinnie isn't a word. At least, it's not in my dictionary. And nachos have too many carbohydrates and lipids for my general taste. And I have this thing against artificial dairy foods, like that so-called "cheese"...
How do you best like your eggs done?
Sometimes I like them scrambled, poached, over-medium - never over-easy though, I can't stand the white dribbly. Nasty! But I can never decide on how I want them; when I'm out I just let always let the waitress decide, when I'm at home, Cynthia.
Would you cheat on a test to earn a higher grade?
