How Well Do You Know Your Character?

How well do you know your character?

Very, very well thanks	57.4%	[ 1035 ]
Um... average I suppose	17.0%	[ 306 ]
I know their name and appearance!	3.7%	[ 67 ]
Character?! Stories have characters?!	2.8%	[ 50 ]
My character says: Give me gold.	19.2%	[ 346 ]
Total Votes:			[ 1804 ]

[Zonderling]

Name: Hitcher

Age: A bit complicated, but for all you care it's 17

Appearance: Very dark brown hair cut a bit below the chin, one eye green and one blue.

"Yes," Hitcher replied, "People have misconceptions about me fairly frequently. Like when Taran- he's the boy who's mind I live in- assumed I would be some kind of wise, ethereal ghost or something of that nature just because I dwell in his subconscious. He threw that idea out pretty quickly, but then he assumed I must be... what was the word he used... 'quirky,' because my eyes don't match. Honestly, it's not like I chose the color of my eyes." She leaned against a wall and crossed her arms. "If I could, I would have just made them brown or something. Not because I really care, but because other people appear to." She paused a moment in thought. "So, anything interesting happen lately?"

[Triste-chan]

annamnemi

"Err... are you asking me if I've ever been mistaken for a girl? Well, no, not so much. Quite a lot of people seem to assume I'm completely useless. Actually, I generally feel like I'm completely useless. Do you know anyone who is completely insane? I know a whole lot of insane people. They really annoy me."

I laughed. "Hell, I think Tireste's a bit mad. But Alexieros, he's the really crazy one. Or maybe I'm just prejudiced, I don't know. But he's really got some problems. I think my mother's death might have had a negative effect on... ********, nah. Drove him crazy. Or maybe he was always crazy."

[Indigo Dagger]

sabletheferretlord

Name: Hitcher

Age: A bit complicated, but for all you care it's 17

Appearance: Very dark brown hair cut a bit below the chin, one eye green and one blue.

"Yes," Hitcher replied, "People have misconceptions about me fairly frequently. Like when Taran- he's the boy who's mind I live in- assumed I would be some kind of wise, ethereal ghost or something of that nature just because I dwell in his subconscious. He threw that idea out pretty quickly, but then he assumed I must be... what was the word he used... 'quirky,' because my eyes don't match. Honestly, it's not like I chose the color of my eyes." She leaned against a wall and crossed her arms. "If I could, I would have just made them brown or something. Not because I really care, but because other people appear to." She paused a moment in thought. "So, anything interesting happen lately?"

Sarah... again.

"Anything interesting?" she took a sip of her beer. "Well, there was the job Clive and I had at the Spencer mansion. There were zombies, and a couple of druggies who were trying to start a cult." She took a long sip of the beer can. "As I recall, one of the members was an old bald guy, and there was also an anorexic gimp..." Sarah shuddered. "I blew the brains out of so many zombies," she said, holding the revolver to her head for emphasis. In her head, however, she was still haunted by the sight of an effeminate, anorexic man in bondage gear.

"Anyway, I'm off to buy some smokes," she said dully. "In the meantime, who was the strangest person you've known in your life?"

[La Belle Peche]

Name: Ellie Sabret
Age: 14
Appearance: Brown hair and blue eyes, medium height and weight

"I don't know," Ellie stared at the ground and blushed, "But I think it may be my best friend, Dan. He acts so strange at times. Sometimes he's Mr. Macho, and sometimes he's cracking stupid jokes. But aren't all fourteen year olds like that? Don't answer that. So, I heard you were sick. How are you feeling?"

[batteryhead]

Nicco_Nightstar

Forcing a smile, he glanced around at the other people in the room. "Here's a fun question: If you were on a sinking ship with your significant other and one of your parents. Whom would you save?" He settled back comfortably in the chair to await an answer to his question.

Name: Keagan Montey
age:15
appearance: 6'2 shoulderlength black hair, kept out of his face by large red goggles on his forehead, very slim and pale from counless hours indoors inventing or hacking, thin silver glasses an earring as his accessories, black cargo pants, a cut off red t-shirt and a multi-pocketed black vest

He slid his glasses part of the way down his nose to look questioningly at the asker, "Why, might I ask, am i unable to save both, and if I am only to save one why is it that I am able to save even the one i have chosen?" he sighs and leans back, now fidgeting with the strap of his goggles "This is why i hate questions such as these, logic has no purpose. Though I will answer with this: If I have chosen one person to be my soul-mate and the one I would spend the rest of my life with I would undoubtedly choose them, ask me another stupid question again and you won't be happy with your answer"

[Slightfoxing]

Name: Variassen Lilhe
Age: 32
Appearance: Shoulder-length blonde hair gathered up in braids. Medium-size frame, with muscular arms and wide shoulders. Two almost-black brown eyes shaped like almonds.

"Oh... better." Lilhe stretches out her tanned arms above her head. "I'm done puking now, and I don' have headachers as much... but still, I'm not as good as I could be." She grins a little. "Lieutenant Rone says I got something called 'Flu' or suchlike, but I say there was something that disagreed with me in those eggs I cooked. I'll be poisoning meself one of these days." Suddenly her black eyes glint sharp, and her relaxed posture becomes tense. Her hand creeps towards the knife at her side. "But why am I talking about meself? Don't you want to say sommat?" Her eyes glint like diamonds. "What was the worst experience you ever had?"

[Indigo Dagger]

slightfoxing

Name: Variassen Lilhe
Age: 32
Appearance: Shoulder-length blonde hair gathered up in braids. Medium-size frame, with muscular arms and wide shoulders. Two almost-black brown eyes shaped like almonds.

"Oh... better." Lilhe stretches out her tanned arms above her head. "I'm done puking now, and I don' have headachers as much... but still, I'm not as good as I could be." She grins a little. "Lieutenant Rone says I got something called 'Flu' or suchlike, but I say there was something that disagreed with me in those eggs I cooked. I'll be poisoning meself one of these days." Suddenly her black eyes glint sharp, and her relaxed posture becomes tense. Her hand creeps towards the knife at her side. "But why am I talking about meself? Don't you want to say sommat?" Her eyes glint like diamonds. "What was the worst experience you ever had?"

"I'm not going to even answer that question," Sarah said defensively, with an unpleasant metallic ring in her voice. "Don't you know it's less than polite than to ask these things?"

She took a long, disappointed puff on her cigarette. When the question had come up to her, she immediately thought of her mother's murder, not to mention all the hellish therapy and grief counseling she had forced herself to take afterwards. When Sarah had this question asked, she had a slight feeling it was just to piss someone off.

"Anyway," she said in her normal, indifferent voice, forcing a tiny smile on her face, "What's your favorite food?"

She wasn't really concerned about offending someone herself, but it was the first question that popped into her head.

[Mystic Blossom]

Indigo Dagger

slightfoxing

Name: Variassen Lilhe
Age: 32
Appearance: Shoulder-length blonde hair gathered up in braids. Medium-size frame, with muscular arms and wide shoulders. Two almost-black brown eyes shaped like almonds.

"Oh... better." Lilhe stretches out her tanned arms above her head. "I'm done puking now, and I don' have headachers as much... but still, I'm not as good as I could be." She grins a little. "Lieutenant Rone says I got something called 'Flu' or suchlike, but I say there was something that disagreed with me in those eggs I cooked. I'll be poisoning meself one of these days." Suddenly her black eyes glint sharp, and her relaxed posture becomes tense. Her hand creeps towards the knife at her side. "But why am I talking about meself? Don't you want to say sommat?" Her eyes glint like diamonds. "What was the worst experience you ever had?"

"I'm not going to even answer that question," Sarah said defensively, with an unpleasant metallic ring in her voice. "Don't you know it's less than polite than to ask these things?"

She took a long, disappointed puff on her cigarette. When the question had come up to her, she immediately thought of her mother's murder, not to mention all the hellish therapy and grief counseling she had forced herself to take afterwards. When Sarah had this question asked, she had a slight feeling it was just to piss someone off.

"Anyway," she said in her normal, indifferent voice, forcing a tiny smile on her face, "What's your favorite food?"

She wasn't really concerned about offending someone herself, but it was the first question that popped into her head.

Name: Gloria Chamberlain
Age: 15
Appearance: Medium-length curly brown hair, blue eyes. Around 5'5''.

"My favorite food?" Gloria recoiled slightly at the thought. Mealtimes at her household hadn't exactly done much to make her like any sort of food lately. "I need more salads. I'd like to say I like them best but..." She sighed. "Last night my mom made the most amazing roast beef, and I ate so much of it that I actually threw up." She still hadn't decided if that meant the roast was good or bad. "Do you know of any good bands? I need more music to drown out my thoughts, because they're driving me crazy."

[Miro Kaninchen]

Name: Agnieska Moltzko
Age: 16
Appearance: Russian/Polish girl, rough and tangled black hair, brown eyes. 5' 3" and 127 lbs

Nieska snorted in scorn and said, "I came here thinking I'd get asked an interesting question. Favorite food? What are you, five? Want my mommy to set up a play date?"

She sat still a few moments, looking down at her feet. A smile burst across her features, "You know, that is a good question! I like a lot of foods, I'm a real 'pleasure of the flesh' kind of person. Maybe my favorite is cherry cordials," she paused, "Anyway, what would you do if...the one you loved wanted a sex change operation?"

[Baroness of Blood]

Miro Kaninchen

Name: Agnieska Moltzko
Age: 16
Appearance: Russian/Polish girl, rough and tangled black hair, brown eyes. 5' 3" and 127 lbs

Nieska snorted in scorn and said, "I came here thinking I'd get asked an interesting question. Favorite food? What are you, five? Want my mommy to set up a play date?"

She sat still a few moments, looking down at her feet. A smile burst across her features, "You know, that is a good question! I like a lot of foods, I'm a real 'pleasure of the flesh' kind of person. Maybe my favorite is cherry cordials," she paused, "Anyway, what would you do if...the one you loved wanted a sex change operation?"

Name: Haital Samuel
Age: 23
Appearance: Very pale, with large circles under her eyes, which are very startling blue, like the sky after a storm. Her hair is brown and falls half-way down her back in matted waves.

She raised an eyebrow, finding this particular subject a bit odd. Sighing, she tucked her legs underneith her and cast her eyes down at her hands, "I wouldn't know. She shrugged, a guesture that could have meant everything and nothing. "I don't suppose it would bother me too much...though I would be a little disappointed."
She raised her head and looked at the person across from her with a peircing gaze, "What would you say if you met a god?"

[chibi_miette]

Name: Elizabeth Rider (Call her Liz...)
Age: 19
Appearance: blonde hair which, at this moment, falls in a romantic wave around her shoulders, aquamarine eyes (think Vash in Trigun, because that's where I got the inspiration for the color), and short, maybe 5'3" at the most

Liz sighed and flipped her hair over her shoulder. Well, considering my father thinks he's a god and, using that as a reference, I would have to say that I would probably scoff and treat him with as little respect as one would treat a stapler. "Now then," she said, shifting positions, "would you ever risk getting kicked out of your family for love?"

[BlackWolf38]

chibi_miette

Name: Elizabeth Rider (Call her Liz...)
Age: 19
Appearance: blonde hair which, at this moment, falls in a romantic wave around her shoulders, aquamarine eyes (think Vash in Trigun, because that's where I got the inspiration for the color), and short, maybe 5'3" at the most

Liz sighed and flipped her hair over her shoulder. Well, considering my father thinks he's a god and, using that as a reference, I would have to say that I would probably scoff and treat him with as little respect as one would treat a stapler. "Now then," she said, shifting positions, "would you ever risk getting kicked out of your family for love?"

Name: Samantha "Sam" Nerida
Age: 26
Appearance- dirty blonde hair, green eyes, average build, about 6' tall

Sam leveled her eyes. "Who needs love? It drags you down, and holds you back." She shook her head in annoyance. "That sounded too preachy, didn't it? I hate when I do that." Chewing on her lip for a moment, she got an idea.
"How would you tell someone they were dying?" she said, a bit flatly.

[Penny-Anna]

Julien thought hard about it. "As kindly as possible? I don't know. I'd try and avoid the situation." He though equally hard about another question, "Does anyone else have a completely irrational fear? Like, hamsters or something?"

[LaverneTerres]

"Me? Probably something like..." Zeke coughed and called, "Hey, you're dying."

To Julien, he replied, "I'm dead and I fear death."

[Ahiko]