Character Interview
1. Choose a few of your own characters. Five at the most.
2. Make them answer the following questions and have them interact.
3. Then tag some people.
Characters:
Axyr Doezi
Hope Caden Baldwin
The “Strange” Lily DageKil
Ikayri Alked
Dozzle
1) WHAT SPECIES ARE EACH OF YOU?
Axyr: I am human, a mage to be precise.
Ikayri: Aren’t you supposed to be dead? I’m pretty sure we killed you, setting you on fire and all that.
Axyr: Ah yes. What you mages don’t understand is that I am always prepared for such eventualities.
Ikayri:…. Does that make you a zombie?
Axyr: No.
Hope: *sighs* Ignoring them, I’m human. Unless writers are a different species.
Ikayri Alked: I’m a mage. Similar to Axyr… only good, and not trying to take over the world.
Dozzle: I guess you can call me a shape shifter. I’ve never really put a technical term on it.
Lily: …
Dozzle: ? So, little lady, are you going to answer the question?
Lily: Hush, you cat, I’m dealing with delicate balances here. Don’t disturb them with your incessant chatter.
Dozzle: What balances?
Lily: *Jenga pieces fall* Now look what you’ve done! It fell, how terrible.
Hope: *sighs* You need to answer the question or we’ll get nowhere.
Lily: …
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…
…
I am human, technically.
2) BOY OR GIRL?
Dozzle: I am 100% bonafide male. Though, I swing both ways.
Axyr: How horribly disgusting. It’s not proper. I, in answer to the question, am male.
Dozzle: And a fine specimen too.
Axyr: *Draws sword* Away mongrel. And keep your filthy paws away from me.
Ikayri: I am a girl. If the hair didn’t give it away, you’d think my dress would.
Hope: Just to be clear, there is such a thing as cross dressing. I’m male, by the way.
Lily: Of all the things to ask… how boring. It should simply be obvious.
3) HOW OLD ARE YOU?
Dozzle: I’m willing to bet that I’m the oldest of our merry band, at a nice round ninety years. Though I don’t look it.
Lily: Not at all, Mr. Cat. You look to be in your late teens or early twentys. How very interesting…
Dozzle: And you, dear? Just how old are you?
Lily: On a normal day, fifteen or sixteen. But some days I feel much older or younger, though I look much the same.
Hope:… so, you’re fifteen?
Lily: If you must say it as such, then, yes, I am.
Hope: I am nineteen. Though twenty’s not that far off.
Ikayri: That’s wonderful. How consistent for each of you. Some day’s I’m about thirteen, others I’m around twenty. It gets really confusing because my hair changes color!
Axyr: Stupid girl. You can only be one age. I, for one, am nineteen. Going on twenty.
Ikayri: Oi! Watch it. You may be strong, but you’re still only a noble.
Axyr: Was that a threat? Goodness, I’m terrified. You’re such a frightening presence.
Ikayri: Watch it pretty face, I’m not too nice when insulted.
4) WHAT'S YOUR HEIGHT?
Lily: I stand at a dreary and normal height of 5’4. How vulgar.
Hope:… You had to have used that word wrong. You couldn’t possibly mean that.
Lily: Of course, you wouldn’t understand. I am attempting to establish a new meaning for words such as vulgar and decent.
Hope: Whatever… I’m about 5’7, or so my sister says.
Ikayri: Are you like dominated by your sister or something. It’s weird that you rely on someone else for your height.
Hope: … I just don’t pay attention to things like that.
Ikayri: Whatever.
Hope: Well… how tall are you?
Ikayri: I’ve never known.
Hope: …
Axyr: …
Dozzle: … And you were giving him a hard time? When you don’t even know your own height?
Ikayri: Shut up.
Axyr: Idiot girl. It is just like a member of the MAAB to be so absentminded. How they ever managed to beat me is incomprehensible.
Lily: … It’s alright dear. You’re just not normal. It’s just fine. With this you can say your height is that of four tree stumps or some such socially unaccepted value.
Ikayri:… Ummm… Lily?
Lily: Yes, my dear with the ever changing hair?
Ikayri: What are you talking about?
Lily: I am merely talking about avoiding social clichés and becoming your own person. To be normal is overrated, and we should resist. Being normal is like being Alice, it is the most boring thing that could overtake a person. I feel sorry for that Hopeless over there because he may be too far gone to save.
Dozzle: …Let’s just continue on. I happen to be a nice 5’10 on a normal day. 5’8 when fully human, and just about 1’4 as a cat.
Hope: You never did explain your shape shifting title.
Dozzle: Really? Well, I have three basic forms. Human, cat, and in between. My favorite is this in between one. Standing at a full 5’10, I adore my white hair, ears and tail that blend with the snow. My amber eyes pierce through thoughts like butter. I am, simply put, amazing.
Axyr: *in a mutter* And not at all vain…
Lily: What was that Mr. Zombie?
Axyr: Nothing, and I am not a zombie, peasant. Get that through your head. To continue, I am 5’7, as Hope is. I believe that is everyone, correct? Good, let’s move on.
5) ARE YOU A VIRGIN?
Ikayri: Of course I am, what do you take me for?
Axyr: I am, though I don’t understand the intent of this question.
Hope:… Yeah…
Dozzle: It looks like I am the only experienced romantic here.
Hope: Lily hasn’t answered yet.
Dozzle: That’s true, but I think we can all assume, I mean look at her…
Lily: I am not a virgo. I am a cancer. Just because-
Axyr: Shut up, you ignorant girl.
6) DO YOU LOVE ANYONE?
Axyr: Why do you want to know? Is this some devious trick to try and find my weakness. It’s a bit cliché, don’t you think?
Ikayri: Oh shut up you. Everyone loves someone. For me, it’s my little brother Altine.
Lily: Love? What is love, anyway? Do we truly know the meaning of love?
Hope: Now THAT is really cliché, Lily.
Lily: I know. I thought I’d make Mr. Evil there happy ‘cause he wanted clichés.
Hope: Alright… I love my family, like Ikayri, but currently, I have no romantic interests.
Dozzle: Me? I love the world.
Hope: You … love the world?
Dozzle: Yeah, and everything on it. ~.^
7) DO YOU HATE ANYONE?
Axyr: I hate many. Bela, Kianse, that little brat Khandi, the Lyaac twins, etc. They’re all horrible for corrupting my brother with their silly notions of good and evil.
Ikayri:… I hate Axyr.
Hope: Well, I hate people who don’t read.
Lily: I hate anyone normal.
Dozzle: I hate people who hate.
Hope: … Isn’t that a bit hypocritical?
Dozzle: I never claimed to be morally correct.
cool HAVE YOU KILLED ANYONE?
Axyr: Many. Thousands upon thousands have died because of me. Each and every one deserved it.
Ikayri: You’re cruel. Fornate never did anything wrong. The children who have died in your raids on villages didn’t deserve to die. You’re just a terrible tyrant.
Axyr: And you? Have no innocents died in the attacks your people launched on mine?
Ikayri: That’s-!
Axyr: Different? How so? For every cause in war people die. Your cause may seem important enough for the losses of a couple of strangers to you. Why should mine be any different?
Ikayri: Because… You don’t have a goal. You’re killing is pointless. It’s all for the sake of your power.
Axyr: Is that so? If you say so, then it must be. There can be no mistake. I simple have an insatiable lust for blood and am an extreme megalomaniac. Is that it?
Ikayri: … … … You’re twisting my words…
Axyr: Am I?
Hope: Alriiiight. Let’s put an end to this. I, for one, have never killed anyone.
Lily: Do heartless count? Cause I’ve helped kill them.
Dozzle: I don’t have any idea what that girl is talking about, but I have killed some. I don’t regret it.
Lily: How scary. The little kitty is a murderer.
Dozzle: Shut it.
9) DO YOU HAVE ANY SECRETS?
Axyr: Of course. What ‘evil’ villain in their right mind wouldn’t have secrets?
Ikayri: I… do actually. I’m not going to tell them, but I do…
Dozzle: I generally keep my race a secret from most, but…
Lily: Secrets? Now where’s the fun in that?
Hope: Plenty… even some I don’t know.
10) WHAT'S YOUR FAVORITE FOOD?
Axyr: Food is sustenance. There is no need for a favorite.
Ikayri: Sourpuss… Mine is that ice cream stuff from Uletharious.
Dozzle: Well… I don’t know really…
Lily: I like pluots…
Hope: It’s not exactly a food, but eggnog. I love that stuff. It’s good for inspiration.
11) WHAT DO YOU DO TO RELAX?
Hope: Write.
Lily: Write?
Hope: Write.
Dozzle: How is writing relaxing? I always find stretching out and just lying down is nice. Writing is… such a chore.
Hope: That’s because you’re a cat. Writing is amazingly relaxing, but, at the same time, exciting.
Lily: Well… I like to watch people actually. It’s quite fun. They do some strange things when they think no one is looking.
Ikayri: … So you’re a stalker…?
Lily: I wouldn’t call it stalking exactly… I just watch them during more… personal times.
Dozzle: So you’re a peep then?
Lily: No, that’s not it.
Hope: You must be either a peep or a stalker. Choose one.
Ikayri: We’re never going to figure this out. I like to hang out with my brother. We do lots of fun stuff~!
Axyr: …
Dozzle: Is that all of us, then?
Hope: What about Axyr? He hasn’t answered yet.
Axyr: There is little point to this question. Let’s move on.
Ikayri: Just answer the question. I don’t see what could be keeping you from doing so.
Axyr: I don’t want to.
Lily: Oh just answer the question, pretty face.
Dozzle: Yeah. We all did.
Axyr: ….
Ikayri: Or are you afraid of answering it?
Axyr: Not at all… I… thinkofRania,Ragfyz,andPadientorelax.
Dozzle: What was that? I didn’t understand it at all.
Axyr: Well, that’s your own fault, isn’t it? Let’s move on.
12) WHAT SEASON DO YOU LIKE BEST AND WHY?
Lily: I like season where snow falls and flowers bloom and I can swim and the leaves change colors.
Hope: …I’m not even going to ask this time. I like winter because that’s when they sell eggnog.
Ikayri: I’m with Hope. I like spring though, because I love to run through the flowering fields and gossip with my friends.
Dozzle: I like summer. Everyone is stripped down.
Axyr: How vulgar. I like autumn because no one expects you to launch an attack.
Hope: Now see, that was the correct use of the word.
Lily: You just don’t understand…Mr.Normal.
13) IS THERE ANYTHING IN YOUR LIFE YOU REGRET DOING?
Axyr: I regret nothing. Everything was done for a better cause.
Ikayri: Yeah, right. I still don’t believe that. I regret not knowing my father better, I suppose. He did well raising Altine.
Dozzle: Nope. I don’t think its worth it to regret.
Hope: Regret? I’ve never done anything worth regretting unless you count leaving a story unfinished…
Lily: …
Dozzle: Girlie? It’s your turn.
Lily: … … … What was the question?
Ikayri: Never mind, we’ll just move on.
14) WHAT DO YOU THINK YOUR LIFE EXPECTANCY IS?
Axyr: I will live as long as I need to to accomplish my goals.
Ikayri: I’ll live until I die. You expect me to know when that is?
Dozzle: I’ve got at least two hundred years left in me.
Lily: Two hundred? How fascinating. And here I am with only about some sixty to ninety years left of life…
Hope: I’ll live until I’m about eighty something, I expect. I’m not very healthy physically, so any longer than that and I’ll be really lucky.
15) HOW DO YOU IMAGINE YOUR DEATH TO BE?
Axyr: There are two options. If I win, it will peaceful. If I lose, it will probably be gruesome, involving an execution of some sort along with a burning of my body and Lenak’s, just so they know we can’t come back.
Ikayri: Ain’t that the truth? I’ll die protecting Altine. I know I will. It’s just a matter of when.
Dozzle: Well, I want to die laughing because I think that’d be nice.
Lily: I’m with the kitty cat. I’d love to die laughing. It’d be hilarious, unique, and people would remember me.
Hope: I don’t think there’s much hope of any one ever forgetting you, Lily…
Lily: Oh you think so, Mr. Normal? I do hope you’re right.
Hope: Of course you do… I want to die peacefully.
16) YOU ARE TO BE PUT TO DEATH FOR A CRIME YOU DID NOT COMMIT, WHAT WOULD YOUR LAST WORDS BE?
Axyr: I’ll be back. This is not the end of it.
Lily: Really? How drole.
Hope: Well, if his are boring, than what are yours?
Lily: Oh you silly boy, those were mine.
Hope: Right… I’d still be protesting that I didn’t do it.
Ikayri: I’d make sure Altine knew I was innocent. As long as he knows, I can die peacefully.
Dozzle: I wouldn’t let them put me to death. I’d go cat on them and disappear.
17) IF YOU'D HAVE WON THE LOTTERY, WHAT WOULD YOU DO WITH THE MONEY?
Lily: Found a society whose primary goal is to inform the people about the importance of being anything but normal.
Ikayri: I don’t know exactly what the lottery is, but I assume it means a lot of money right?
Hope: Yeah, it’s this game of chance where you spend maybe a dollar and, if you win, you get about ten thousand times that back.
Ikayri: That’s a lot, then?
Hope: Yes.
Ikayri: I’d build a place where unfortunate families, like my mother and I, could find shelter and food when we really needed it. I’d also give me mom a really amazing memorial.
Dozzle: That’s really sweet. I’d just use it to kick back and enjoy life.
Hope: Don’t you do that anyway?
Dozzle: Yeah, but with a bunch of money, it’d be so much more fun.
Hope: Right… I’d build a house out in the middle of nowhere where I could write without interruptions.
Axyr: I’d use it to fund my army.
Ikayri: Of course, you would.
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cool IF ANYONE CAME UP WITH A NICKNAME FOR YOU, WHICH WOULD IT BE?
Hope: Well, my little sister calls me Hopeless…
Ikayri: That’s longer than you’re name, though. Isn’t the purpose of a nickname to make it easier to say?
Hope: Sort of, it’s also just to show that you’re close enough to the person to call them by something more personal than their name.
Ikayri: Right… I assume people would just call me Kay. Or maybe Ri.
Lily: Why not Ee?
Ikayri: Because that sounds really silly.
Lily: Hmmm…. I’d like it if people would just call me strange,
Ikayri: You really don’t have to work for that.
Lily: But if not, I suppose they could call me Lil.
Axyr: I have no need of nicknames. I have plenty of titles already.
Ikayri: We should call him Darkie.
Axyr: No.
Ikayri: Wittle Darkie is a wittle offended.
Axyr: Stop this immaturity now before you burn.
Ikayri: Wittle Darkie never learned that it’s bad to play with fire. Poor, poor Darkie.
Dozzle: While they sort that out… I’d just have them call me Doz. Or Butters. Since my name means Butter Scotch, as a testament to the little splotches of color I have on my ears.
Lily: Why are we even discussing this? All of you already have nicknames. There’s Mr. Kitty, Mr. Pretty Face, Miss Ever-changing-hair, and Mr. Normal.
Hope: …
Ikayri: …
Axyr: …
Dozzle: … well, moving on.
19) IF YOU'D BE FANTASTIC AT ONE SPORT, WHICH WOULD IT BE?
Hope: Uh… Ping pong?
Ikayri: I’m guessing you’re really bad at sports…?
Hope: Yeah… I’ve never been the type to play them, so….
Ikayri: Heh. Well, mine would be track because of all the running I’ve done in my life.
Axyr: Kendo or some martial arts similar to it.
Lily: Ummm… I choose bossaball.
Hope: Bossaball?
Lily: Yes.
Hope: What is that?
Lily: It’s a mix of volleyball, football, and soccer with trampolines and inflatable barriers.
Hope: Right…
Dozzle: My sport would be gymnastics.
Axyr:…. Really?
Dozzle: Yeah.
Axyr: That’s what you choose.
Lily: Don’t give Mr. Kitty a hard time, Mr. Pretty face.
20) AND FINALLY, DO YOU HAVE ANY PHOBIAS?
Axyr: I fear nothing but fear itself.
Ikayri: Of course. Don’t worry Darkie. We won’t tell everyone about your fear of the dark. That would be mean.
Dozzle: You’re afraid of the dark? But doesn’t your name mean Dark. Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha-
Axyr: *with a hand gripping Dozzle’s throat* If you don’t stop your incessant laughter, you won’t live to see another day, Cat.
Ikayri: Well, I’m afraid of heights. I hate them.
Lily: I fear anything normal. I also hate it.
Dozzle: *rubbing his throat* I’m afraid of death. I think I just saw my life flash before my eyes there. Oh god. I’m still alive, right?
Lily: Yes, Mr. Kitty, you’re still alive. It’s okay. Besides, having a near death experience sets you apart from others.
Dozzle: Right….
Hope: Well, I’m afraid of a permanent writer’s block.
Axyr: That’s it right? We’re finally done?
Hope: Yep. That’s the end.
Axyr: Then I can get out of this infernal room and away from you… people.
Hope: Yes. I can get back to my writing.
Lily: I can get back to playing tricks on Alice.
Ikayri: I can get back to Altine!
Dozzle: I can get back to flirting. Hey, beautiful. *Drapes arm over Axyr’s shoulders* You wanna go out and get something to eat before we part ways.
Axyr: Don’t touch me vermin. Or you will feel my wrath.
Dozzle: Oh, scary. Watta say we put that aggressive nature of yours to some good use?
Axyr: Xelp. *fire appears on Dozzle’s head, Axyr leaves*
Dozzle: *yelps* Ouch it hurts! Put it out please! Someone help me! Come on!
