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Okay, I've had this idea for a while, but I didn't know if I could put it out in text right. Well, I can try, at least!
So, basically, your OC asks the OC above them asks something about another OC that the person above owns. The question can be nearly anything! Just keep in mind that the OC above may or may not actually know much about the specific question.
So, anyway, rules:
- Important things first, no NSFW at all. I can't mature block this. Keep my Nachtkrapp eyes pure, please!
- Sensitive/triggering content is allowed, but must be blacked out or in a spoiler box. If you're not sure, it's better to be safe than sorry.
- I highly suggest to people that they put, at the very least, what universe/storyline their character is in, if any! This is to avoid someone asking about an OC from a completely different universe that the above OC has literally no idea about.
- As already stated, the question must be about an OC that the above person owns! So don't ask the above person about one of your OCs or about a completely random character that you found somewhere.
- Questions and answers should both be IC! As in, the character is asking, not you, and likewise with answering.
- That being said, I'm not going to require answers, as I know how stressful follow-ups can be sometimes. However, they are highly recommended, as it's part of what makes the game fun!
- Don't be rude! Rude OCs are okay, but I won't tolerate people being rude OOC.
- Please wait for at least 2 replies or 24 hours to go by before responding again.
Alright! If this goes IC, please ignore it. The first person who posts can get a freebie! If nobody posts in an hour or two, I'll throw one of my babies in the fray.
Lowkey wheezing at that 4-way snipe we started with, not gonna lie.
"Getting anywhere close to that guy seems like a pain in the ass." Pastel mentioned, leaned back as he spoke lazily to Onsaemiro. That said, Pastel himself was not so used to those as quiet and as stoic as the emissary -- even if he, without hesitation stating this, really should have been by now. Haneul in particular was difficult for him to read. Something about the eyes being the gateway to the soul, a portrait of one's mood with just the glimmer within. He found no such glimmer. If he didn't know any better, he would call the other man half-dead.
"You wouldn't know if he's got any soft spots at least, would you?" he then asked, "There's got to be something that really gets his guard down. Not in a way that-- mean, I'm not going to beat his ass or anything. Really, I can't." Understatement of the century. "Just out of curiosity. You see those cold, resilient types of people all the time where I'm from, but at least half of them have something like that."
@ NP: Pastel has links to characters he knows on his profile. Please only ask about those with links!
IM SORRY I ONLY NOW NOTICED THIS . pastel nation
"..Who, Helene?" Pastel could not help but side-eye Max. He was a child -- God forbid he go through anything horrific if his concept of fear came from Pastel's own daughter.
Thinking about her, though...
"Yeap." He droned lazily in response, deciding to skip over his former thoughts. It was best he didn't think too much about it. "I haven't really even seen my daughter in a while. Kind of wonder what she's been up to, but -- ah, that's for another year. Now that I say that, though, it's going to be half a decade before I see her again, the brat." He paused again, furrowing his brow in thought. What did he like about her, anyways? ..A lot of things, actually. But to pinpoint all of them, to verbalize them...
"Bah, she's a lot like her other pa than me. I like that about her an awful lot -- they're pretty serious, and they make way better fucking decisions than I do. It's always kept me grounded, whereas on the base, I feel like I'm constantly on the verge of losing my mind. Kind of need someone like that in your life, so let that be a tip to you. Anything else... she's a painter. You ever seen her work? She's always done portraits for cash. You know, advertising in case you're in the mood for one. Can't understand all the technicalities or equipment or whatever about art and stuff, but... she clearly loves it. I'm proud of her for doing stuff with it, you know?"
“That lady scares me a little-“ the boy said, not realizing he was next to the man. Oh no. I accidentally said that out loud did I- as Max starts to sink in embarrassment. It probably wasn’t the best comment on someone’s daughter, to say the least. Still, despite being intimidated by her standoffish demeanor, there were some things he was curious about Helene, so he decided to continue.
“Well, I’ve heard that you’re her dad, are you?” Max asked, as he looked up to Pastel. “Sorry if I’m wrong, but I heard that you adopted her, which is kinda funny, I’m adopted as well haha- though I do wonder, what are your favorite things about Helene?” After all, there’s always something sweet to say about someone, no matter who they are.
next person: anyone here could do! but for context, his closest relationships includes lucas [lil’ brother], marcus [dad], jon [best buddies forever!], and maisy [friend, tho he may have a tiny crush-]!
The wolf tilts his head, smirk pulling at his lips. "Yer friend there... Maisy, I believe," the taller being glances at where the said girl was happily singing a little tune, "is... something else."
"She's sugar sweet but lil' bit overpowering, ya get me?" He shrugs his broad shoulders. There's no malive in his posture, just genuine curiousity. "So how d'ya fall heads over heels for her?"
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Np. Check his links for the charas he knows!
Vv
The wolf flinches for a second, then levels an even gaze at the other. Not sensing any ill intent, he answers, "she is—much better than we first met thankfully."
Without realising it, an endeared smirk crosses his lips. "She's still a bit too naive tho—a bleeding heart really," the man snorts, chuckling, "but I guess that's what makes her, her afterall."
He doesn't comment on the second part of the other being's statement.
claim give me few minuets and we meet again :)
"so" as he pealed the apple skin with a knife "Cécile is she doing fine?" he cut the apple into bite pieces then put it on the plate nearby "Sometimes I see you two walking together, you two seen close to me"
Np: you can see his link in the profile also I need to update the link due to someone (me) making a wedding for an OC
also,you can ask about oc that already passed away too
"a friend of mine" he staring at Fred's tombstone "You know it's funny. It feels like it's just yesterday I carried one of his children, he said "when you get married or have a child call me, and I will match one of my children to you", and seeing him happy being a father" he went silence for few moments "truly a free-spirited man, hehe. damn, why do you have to die that time? I don't know how long until the three of them know the truth"
Life was such a fleeting concept. The idea of.. simply living and creating memories, just because you are, only to have it stripped away at a moment's notice. Ah, Seitirth hated sondering — It left a heavy feeling in his chest. Yet, he couldn't help it as he walked along the pavement, overlooking the people who were different, yet so alike as him in a time of grieving.
This heartache.. Seitirth tried to drill it into his mind to get over it, or to at least work himself to death before he even thought of it again, but he cracked. As if standing in front of his friends' graves for the umpteenth time would magically bring them back.
The thought left Seitirth with a heavy sigh. Now, the Luminary just felt plain ridiculous being here. To take everything off his mind, he picked his head up, turning to a pale-blue haired man not too far and approaching in stride. "Sorry to intrude, but would you mind a talk? It gets deathly quiet here."
Of course, it falls short.
"...My apologies."
Seitirth tries again, a short breath leaving him as he placed his hands behind his back, eyes squinting for a moment to get a good read of the headstone. 'Fred Warner [ ... ]'. "He must've been a good man. Tell me, what was your fondest memory of him?"
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np : check seitirth's links!
v IM SO SORRY he had a bunch of info but i took it out to overhaul 😭
"A psychopath? What a strong word to use against me. I'm simply fascinated by him. Enthralled, even. But psychopathic? No, no."
"You see, a curious plague runs rampant across Theia. I've taken it upon myself to investigate the cause further in hopes of alleviating the damage. This plague takes on many forms, corroding and eating away at everything it can latch on. Everything except, for as far as I know, my sweet friend Maomaotou. It festers in his eye, and by now he should've had his head gone! (I would know due to all the bodies I've seen.) "
"It truly is a curious case. One I would love to take a part and learn the ins and outs of, to learn how he manages around in proper. He always carries a lantern to sustain himself, so what would happen if I took that away...?"
You can practically hear Seitirth salivitating over the potential data he can collect, despite him not having the capacity to drool. He's rambling more to himself now, rather than explaining his interest in the aforementioned.
Roy sat hunched on the plush, velvet couch in Ren's office, both making and avoiding eye contact. Deja vu.
It-It wasn't like he had actively sought him out! Well, no, okay that wasn't true, he-he did but NOT like that! W-Well... Look, ever since that mysterious (and admittedly beautiful) woman had come on strongly to him, his mind had been a wreck. Why had that happened? Who was that? And most importantly, why did that spur on thoughts of the risky situations he'd gotten into with Ren? He needed therapy for this for sure, but Ren would only make things worse.
Roy let out a heavy sigh. Just focus on the reason you're here.
"You know my son." It wasn't a question. He looked at Ren. "En. I know he trusts you. I know he spends time with all your... employees. I want to know about someone named Pierre, though. I've only caught glimpses in the shadows, but he seems to mean well. Powerful, but kind-hearted-- powerful enough to break bones." He leaned forward. "Be honest with me, do you think it's safe for En to be around him? Physically? Mentally? What do you think about him?" For once in a long while, he smirked. "He's like your opposite. I'm surprised you'd have someone like him under your wing."
He knows all my characters some way or another, but you can look at his links if you want more in depth connections.
"There's so few things you can do about him, you know that, right?" Hakim asked Roy. He tried to be comforting, but his voice remained a low, rough monotone, and his golden eyes were hooded, crinkled with the slightest frustration. "He's taken to believing the world and its people to be evil, and to inspect him, closely, I feel that I can't even argue with him."
Hakim could sympathize. He had felt distant from the world for so long, save for what was natural. Ark was doomed to live in a false world. Who could blame him for wanting to change it?
"Do you ever think you might agree with him?" the Yene man then inquired, "Do you think that some part of him, whether his ideals or his methods, might be right?"
@ NP: Hakim has links to the profiles of people he knows in his relationships section! Please only ask about the characters there!
"We are childhood friends. However we met, I can hardly even recall. It was before they noticed she was blind, I know that -- because I was the one who first pointed it out."
"..As for how she's doing... who are you meant to be to her? No one? I'm hardly going to divulge anything beyond our alliance. That's the only thing that's important, especially to you. She likes her privacy, as do I."