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 Posted: Wed Feb 21, 2007 10:29 pm
"Wha...who?" Vitae asked in confusion. "Of course I haven't. The last person I considered shooting was Nathan, but that is a frequent occurrance."
Nathan started. "You think about shooting me? What harm have I ever done you?" He caught Vitae's level glare. "Oh...right. Point taken."
Yinda shrugged. "I've only ever shot a person once, and believe it or not, it actually was Nathan!"
"That's...not something to be proud of," Sabine muttered, looking worried.
Where is your most favorite place?
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Posted: Mon Feb 26, 2007 4:59 pm
Quote: "My room, I suppose," Zhao said, as unsure of his answer as usual. Janus paused, contorting to put out her cigarette on the bottom of her boot and fling the stumpy remainder over her shoulder. "I don't have a favorite place, and that's the truth." "How pleasant, Janus," Iris said, rolling her eyes as she received the microphone. "I like lots of places, but I suppose ... the park! When I can go for pretty walks in the evening, especially." "Theatre," Leon said, dryly. "Wherever Janus is!" Kasume said, flashing the redmark a bright grin. She scowled.
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Posted: Mon Feb 26, 2007 9:05 pm
Vitae accepted the microphone and said somberly, "I don't so much care how I die, so long as I am buried properly."
"Yeah, yeah, return to the sacred earth and all that," Yinda said with a dismissing wave of her hand, "Vitae, you're such a downer. Me, I never want to die. I want always to be a little girl and have fun!"
Sabine frowned. "What a depressing thing to think about, death. I mean, it happens to all of us, but... Well, I guess I'd want to die of old age, surrounded by loved ones. Or maybe go out in my sleep. Like...just one day take a quilt and go lay down in the back yard on the quilt for a nap and never wake up." She blushed foolishly, "I don't know."
"I want to die in the arms of my lover!" Nathan exclaimed so loudly that the microphone squealed.
"...You wanna die having sex?" Yinda asked with a quirked eyebrow.
Sabine clapped her hands over her mouth, her eyes wide. "Yinda!" came her muffled admonishment.
How much sleep do you get at night? Do you think it's enough?
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Posted: Tue Feb 27, 2007 10:49 am
(( You forgot to add a new question. xd ))
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Posted: Tue Feb 27, 2007 9:37 pm
erikakaiser (( You forgot to add a new question. xd ))
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Posted: Thu Mar 01, 2007 2:01 pm
Raincrow How much sleep do you get at night? Do you think it's enough? Greg accepted the microphone and nervously spoke into it. "Marvin doesn't sleep... which pretty much means I don't either." He paused for a moment, then shouted to a spot of air, "Yes you do! You pester me unceasingly." He paused again. "Of course you do! Look! You're pestering me now! ... Would you shut up and let me answer the question? ... You can't answer it, idiot, they won't hear you. Ahem." He raised his voice a little as if to be heard over someone else talking. "I seem to do just fine without sleep anyway, though." His right eyelid twitched. Dorian gently took the microphone away whilst giving Greg a very peculiar look. "I used to sleep as much as anybody. Then I got turned into a skeleton and didn't sleep at all. Now I only sleep a little bit. But I don't really care." He moved to hand the microphone to Mary, remembered she couldn't take it, and awkwardly held it up to her mouth. "I sleep about eight or nine hours, like you're supposed to, and that usually does me just fine except for when I'm sick, then I need more, but a lot of the time I don't have time for more, so then it's not enough, but usually it is." She stopped abruptly and smiled. Dorian held the microphone out into space for whoever might want it next. What qualities in people do you like?
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Posted: Thu Mar 01, 2007 4:54 pm
Zonderling What qualities in people do you like? Quote: "I, ah, well," Zhao stammered for a moment, collecting his thoughts and nervously brushing his hair behind his ears. "I enjoy it when people are intelligent and interesting, and when they're patient enough to explain and talk about the things that make them intelligent and interesting without being arrogant." "I like people who don't suck," Janus started, moving her hands emphatically as she started talking. "I like people who aren't uppity little asshats who think that they're artistic or rich or important just because of some s**t they've done or some s**t they own," she continued, launching straight off into a rant she seemed to've had either prepared or simply stored up. "And I especially like people who don't make it their own little holy, martyred point to interfere in other people's lives and pity them when they don't ******** need it. Learn to mind your own business, goddamn it," she continued, turning to glare at Iris. Iris smoothed her skirt and crossed her legs in a visible gesture of ignoring Janus, and quietly took the microphone. "I like kindness in people," she began, casting a brief, spiteful glance towards the still-simmering redmark, "And sensitivity and sympathy." "Cry me a river," Janus hissed, the spite in her voice currently sucking up even any usual sarcasm. "I hate you, Janus," Iris said, cheerily as if discussing the weather. "Like -- I like people who listen," Leon said, seeming to not even notice the hate fest going on between Iris and Janus. "I like nice people! Like Iris, she's nice. Janus isn't really nice but she's my sister and sisters aren't supposed to be nice, at least that's what Janus says and she would know since she is a sister and sisters would know if they were supposed to be nice or not. I don't know if brothers are supposed to be nice because I've never asked a brother, even though I'm a brother I'm not sure if it's against the rules to ask myself ..." "Focus, Kasume!" Janus shouted, stomping her foot. "Yeah, yeah, I know!" Kasume shouted back, with equal fervor. He paused, biting his lip before speaking again. "Wait, what was the question?"
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Posted: Thu Mar 01, 2007 10:29 pm
Vitae was silent for a long moment after being handed the microphone. "My parents are dead," he said finally, in hushed tones, and passed the mic.
"My dad's a no-good, deserting son-of-a-b***h," Yinda said with a scowl. "He ditched my mom before I was even born." Then her expression softened. "I wish I could remember my mom better, but she died when I was really young." And suddenly she was perky again. "Uncle Iven's still alive, though, and I'd say we're pretty close." She smirked proudly. "I'm his favorite niece."
Sabine accepted the mic awkwardly. "Um, I think my relationship with my parents is...fairly normal. Well, not really normal. I mean, it is a little strange having a step-mom, and it took some getting used to... But we're just a normal family. I like my parents. I kind of want to go home to them." She held out the microphone for Nathan.
Nathan fairly glared at the microphone before taking it. "My parents..." he began slowly, "can...just..." He bit his lip. "I couldn't care less about my parents!" he snapped. "The first two tried to kill me, and the other two lied to me and shipped me off to that God-forsaken school! They were so tense and nervous the last time I went home, I just...couldn't stand it anymore, so I went away and haven't seen them since. And you know what else? They're glad for it. If they wanted me back, you'd think they'd write to me or...something." And he very nearly threw the microphone at the next person in line.
If you could change one thing about your physical appearance, what would it be?
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Posted: Sun Mar 11, 2007 6:50 pm
Raincrow If you could change one thing about your physical appearance, what would it be? Quote: "I suppose I would like different color hair. Peo -- people don't really like it; my blue hair," Zhao said, somewhat distracted in thought as he talked. "I'd like my eye back," Janus answered, after musing for a moment. She pulled on the strap that kept her eyepatch up, casting Kasume a glance. "It ain't exactly pretty and it'd be nice to see the left side of the world once in a while." "My stockings," Iris said, sharply. Leon looked completely befuddled at the question. "Ah, well," he began, awkwardly. He stared at the microphone for a while. "Some people li -- don't like, that is, hair. My hair." He shrugged, handing the mic off to Kasume. "I'm not sure, I don't think I've ever thought of that question before," he started, talking even more rapidly than usual, if possible. "I mean, I think of a lot of questions because that's what people do when they're not doing other things like eating or sleeping or coloring, they think of a lot of questions and sometimes I remember to ask the questions or I'll answer the questions but sometimes I forget and I wonder if sometimes that I forget and then I think of the same question another time and just don't remember -- yes, I know, answer the damn question, Kasume," he muttered, stopping abruptly after catching a glare from Janus. "My arm, probably, because it's heavy and people don't like it and I can't show it anyway because it's not good. And sometimes it's a pain, like when I'm sleeping and I want to sleep with my head on my hands and it hurts 'cause it's metal." He took a breath, seemed satisfied, and held out the microphone for the next person.
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Posted: Tue Mar 20, 2007 8:12 pm
"Well!" Yinda said into the microphone, looking very important, "If I ever had a little girl, I'd name her Castle. I've always liked the name Castle, ever since I was little."
Nathan snorted. "That isn't even a name."
Yinda rolled her eyes at him and went on. "And if it was a boy, I'd probably name him...hm..." She looked a the ceiling thoughtfully. "Garrett. That's a good name for a boy, isn't it? Garrett." She nodded in satisfaction. "I'd name him Garrett."
Sabine blushed a bit as she was passed the microphone. "Well, not that I've really put too much thought into this, but...I'd name the girl Ivy Rose and the boy Briar Daniel. First and middle names, naturally." She passed the microphone before anyone could say anything.
"I don't want children," Nathan said indifferently and passed the mic straight from Sabine's hand to Vitae's.
Vitae looked a bit taken aback. "I've never really thought about children," he admitted, "But I've always fancied Poet as a name. Perhaps, if I had a daughter, I would name her that. For a son...Arvid."
"Ooh, I like those names!" Yinda said approvingly.
"Poet isn't any more of a name than Castle is," Nathan objected.
"Is so!" And Yinda stuck out her tongue at him as if that decided the matter.
If you could be a musical instrument, what would you be?
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Posted: Thu Apr 05, 2007 11:46 am
Raincrow If you could be a musical instrument, what would you be? Quote: "A clarinet," Zhao decided. "Who the ******** cares?" Janus said, sharply. "A piano, I think," Iris answered. "I'm not sure about other instruments that much, but I like pianos really well." Leon didn't seem to understand the question, and looked around confusedly. He paused to consider asking for clarification from someone, but in the end just passed the microphone on without saying anything. Kasume grinned. "I'd be a drum --" "Yeah, the one the little wind-up monkey plays," Janus said, motioning angrily for him to hand the microphone on down the line. Kasume glowered at having been interrupted again, but complied and offered the microphine to the next person.
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Posted: Mon Apr 16, 2007 12:56 am
erikakaiser What's your favorite animal? Quote: Shigure glanced at the microphone suspiciously. "My... most appreciated animal is-" "Cats!" Shigure blinked as the microphone was snatched away by Shin, the kitsune crowing his answer into it. He grinned inanely, and Shigure's lip twitched slightly in annoyance. "That doesn't even make sense. 'My favorite animal is cats'. No. You have to use a singular-" "Cats are very nice and furry too!" Shigure shuddered, snatching the microphone off his companion and handing it on to the next person.
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Posted: Mon Apr 16, 2007 7:35 pm
Quote: What song would you have played at your funeral? Geh.. *hopes she dosn't screw this up to badly* Quote: Seth looked at the microphone while thinking for a second. "Glory to the Brave by Hamerfall." Before he could go into a long rant about how wonderful and fitting said song would be Thanathos snatched the microphone away. "Peh Metal at a funeral? Get real. Me? Defently The Last Rebel by Lynyrd Skynyrd." Thanathos threw the mic at Ayren who fumbeld with it before he managed to get a grip on it. "Well umm.. Amazing Grace played on bagpipes is a nice song.. Or maybe Who Wants to Live Forever by Queen... I don't really know." He blushed sligthly and handed the microphone over to the next person *hopes noone has asked that*
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Posted: Tue Apr 17, 2007 8:57 am
NikitaDarkstar What do you like the most about yourself? With a confident stance that comes only from the vain, Seishak took center stage and opened his mouth to start listing off his favorite qualities, when he was bodily lifted up by Lyshev and set away. Of course, a stream of obscenities not fit for most people's ears reached the microphone, but were silenced by a stern look from the tall blonde. Having the mic all to himself, however, made Lyshev a bit nervous. Public speaking definitely wasn't his strong point. "I, ah..." Snickering, the redheaded necromancer spoke quite loudly from where he was. "He likes the fact that he can make me fall asleep and still have enough energy left to clean the whole damn house!" Of course, the sexual reference was not lost on his lover, and a blush darkened poor Lyshev's face. "I like being the only one that can make Seishak shut up, because he certainly doesn't know when to all the time," he finally said in a raised voice, looking straight at his lover. With an expression that clearly said 'and that's final,' Lyshev left the stage, dragging the necromancer along with him. Have you ever killed someone, whether intentionally or otherwise?
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Posted: Sat Apr 21, 2007 8:58 pm
Rimbaum Have you ever killed someone, whether intentionally or otherwise?
Perhaps a little self-importantly, and with one hand on her hip, Sabine said, "I specialize in helping people, not hurting them."
Just then Yinda grabbed Sabine's arm and yanked it downward so the microphone was right in front of her own mouth. "Do bugs count?" she asked, loud enough to make the microphone ring slightly.
Sabine frowned down at the girl. "Manners, Yinda!"
Yinda smiled. "Don't need 'em. Do bugs count?"
"No." Sabine pulled her arm out of Yinda's grasp and held the microphone out to Vitae.
"Yes," Vitae said simply, and passed the microphone on.
What are your feelings about tea?
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