Darkness from The Beginning

"The shadows gather... But do not worry much, Little One... Rarely they devour those who are bold enough to hide in the darkness..." -- Independed RP blog for my OC Dark (short for Darkness from The Beggining, OR The First Dark) -- M!A: None (open)

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arubysoldier:

   Unbidden, a trickle of fear rolled down her spine, chilling her to her core and causing her limbs to lock in place. She couldn’t describe it- couldn’t fathom the reason behind her extremely uncharacteristic stillness in the face of what she knew to be danger, but honestly she could really do nothing but accept it right now. This wasn’t a dream- how could she have been so ridiculous as to think it was, even for a second???- it was reality, and in reality she was evidently facing something far beyond her own strength and power.

    Something far older than her too, with knowledge it should not have possession of.

    Its words stirred an ember in the center of being, hot and angry. It knew of her- knew of things she did not want anyone knowing, and that thought alone brought enough fire to her metaphorical belly to shake off the fear-induced stasis that had paralysed her entire body just moments before.

    “How-” Her voice cracked, but she didn’t linger on that. She simply licked her lips and started again, stronger this time. “How do you know about that?”

Dark inhaled slowly, deeply, the fear they could feel from the gem in front of them both delicious and saddening. Certainly that hadn’t been their goal, to scare the little Ruby, no- but all mortal always reacted like this. Very rarely Dark met someone who regarded them with awe and respect. Still, and understanding had been reached- the little gem was now very aware of her place where the timeless deity was concerned.

And yet she didn’t stay stunned for long and Dark could feel her fire returning as their inspection continued- shaking off her fear and turning it into anger; another emotion that was their domain, but nevertheless Darkness was very impressed.

‘We see all,’ they explained, voice almost gentle, soothing ‘Fear, rage, pain... they speak to us the most and nothing can be hidden from us thanks to them. We are Darkness- we made half of every mortal’s existence- even yours.’

‘But your spirit screams to us- it is so consumed by us that it shines like beacon among the stars in cosmos; a strange occurence, when your species prides themself being created of Light.’

They leaned closer, gaze intense- but it was familial concern that shone in those eyes, the beast radiating affection for their creation- however long ago it was since they helped sow Life in the cosmos.

‘You are at imbalance. Eventually, it will destroy you. We don’t want that to happen.’

[darknessfromthebeginning-blog]

arubysoldier:

     …..She must be asleep. That was the only logical explanation for this. She was asleep- an activity that she had become somewhat fond of, as of late- and she was dreaming. Now, she wasn’t sure she’d ever dreamed before, because the moments where she drifted off and the moments where she became aware of her state of consciousness once more seemed to flow rather seamlessly, but the quartz hybrid had once described dreams as ‘weird movies in your head about situations that don’t always make sense’ and if that didn’t perfectly explain this situation then she wasn’t sure what did. 

     And so she halted, putting her shock and confusion on pause for a moment, and studied the creature before her with a sceptic eye. Okay, dreams apparently weren’t meant to make sense, but this went so far beyond that rule that honestly Ruby wasn’t sure what her unconscious mind was trying to get at here. Was she…supposed to fight it? …..Symbolically? 

     Well, probably not, considering how easily it had plucked her weapon from her hands and tossed it aside.

     But if not that, then what?? 

     “….. Okay.” Tiredly, she lifted both hands to scrub at her face, and then peeked out between the spaces between her fingers in the hopes that it would be gone.

     It wasn’t. 

     “How do I make you leave?” 

‘You can’t.’

That was the simplest answer- Dark was a free being and very much free to go where they please and do what they want. But at the same time, they were everywhere- his position was not just a fancy title or a label, no: it was a name given to a force that made up half of the universe, for all the good and bad it brought.

It was no concern of theirs- their goal was the balance. Most importantly, balance in life, especially in living beings, as that was a very delicate matter. In this case however, the little gem’s darkness seemed to nip at the light that was within her, an it was happening without his influence. Quite curious- Dark was half the mind to just observe her being consumed by it, as it was a process similar to a dying star-

But that wouldn’t be exactly responsible of them, would it? There was no balance in that.

‘...You think you are dreaming,’ the being summarized ‘But you are not. Foolish... Encountering something for the first time but you are so eager to dismiss its existence...’

Leaning close, dark once again gazed into her eye, huffing at her a breath made up of the chill only a dark cold space could.

‘...You are quite old by your species’ standards. Over seven thousand years- though you don’t like to think of those first two milenia. Afraid to think about what you lost...’

[darknessfromthebeginning-blog]

arubysoldier:

     What in the sTARS WAS THAT !? 

     It was with an almost violent jerk that the ruby scrambled to her feet, fear and confusion dropping to the back of her mind as pure instinctive soldier took over. Her feet squared in the sand, hand rising to draw her weapon from her gem with every intent on fighting this… this thing should it show a single sign of hostility. Just because she’d come to accept her fate on this miserable rock didn’t mean she was about to succumb to it, and being devoured by some monstrous creature right beneath the Crystal Gem’s temple wasn’t exactly her idea of going gentle into that good night. 

      “Who are YOU !!?” 

Well that wouldn’t do.

With one of their many hands (they did have three pairs of them) reaching out from the shadows of the house, the being took care to grasp the edge of the blade between their fingertips- and then with a twist of its wrist, flicked it off, well away from the little one’s reach.

It was not as if it could harm them, really- only a weapon made from the blessed light of stars could have hopes in cutting through their hide, and even then it was doubtful. No, there was only one being in whole existence of the Universe that could harm them, and that was their counterpart, The First Light- just like they had the power to harm the White Beast.

How curious; leaning close so their eyes gazed into the Gem’s own singular one, the being tilted their head, trying to puzzle out the almost foolish bravery and longing for survival in that dark-eyed look. It took them a while before they even registered the startled shout, let alone the question asked of them.

Twisting their head so they gazed at the Ruby from their side, the pondered on the question in silence- before finally deeming it worthy enough to answer.

‘…We are Darkness; The First Dark, created along with The First Light, before the beginning of time.’

Their voice did not come from their muzzle, nor through any physical means; it could be heard from within one’s mind, and so it sound through the gem’s head, foreign but at the same time familiar. There was no lie to be detected in that voice.

[darknessfromthebeginning-blog]

@arubysoldier

So the little one could sense them.

Interesting.

And it was with this curiosity, fuelled by the gem’s sharp awareness, that the beast did not hesitate to show themselves, their head appearing out of the shadows like stars appearing on the night sky. Clearly a being unlike any other- not organic or inorganic, simply other- eternal, powerful.

But there was no hostility in their glowing gaze, not intent to hurt. Simply a gentle inquire- need to figure out this puzzle that laid before them, the gem barely the thrice of their body. They had never encountered a gem before- not from so close. The universe was vast- and when one was older than time itself, it was hard to keep track of everything. Dark has been aware of life that inhabited the space, of course- they were the half of a force that created it after all- but usually it was the organic matter that bound life to them the easiest. Not gemstones.

They regarded the Ruby in silence, waiting to see her reaction.

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@quartzuniiiverse

Continued from here.

No answer came.

It seemed the beach was deserted, free of anything beside the boy and the sound of waves. And yet the sea somehow sounded tense- not malicious, but anticipating, despite the fact that it made no sense. As if nature itself waited for what will happen next. Wind blew gently over the smooth sand, disturbing the grains, painted cool blue in the night’s dimmed light. Turning dimmer- darker- and suddenly, where there has been nothing at all, there stood someone.

Or something.

Over eight feet tall, but bathed in moving, living shadows- as if they crawled straight out of people’s nightmares, a Darkness given form, a beast, a monster.

They stared at the boy with glowing eyes, unusually still, inky blackness at their feet licking at the edges of the sand idly almost lazily. Gauging the other’s reaction.

‘...Someone indeed.’

Their maw did not move, they didn’t use their voice. Their speech came from within, echoing around them both- they boy could hear them in his mind.

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tsarina-lunanoff:

         Breaking into a grin at his immediate assurance, Galatea listened carefully to Dark’s explanation.  The First Dark was a creature of legend and mystery, and she still wondered that It would grace her with Its presence at all, much less Its protection.  When It started and turned to her with a request for a kiss, a tiny tinge of the blush that colored her cheeks returned, and she threw both her arms around Its neck, shaking her head.

       Her long, dark hair draped across Its shoulders and she whispered, “Oh, no, Dark, I… it is not that, you must understand!  You… you are so desirable, but for a destiny grander than mine.  I know you told me I am worthy, but… my heart does not agree!  There will be One for you, a most noble and beautiful One, and their heart will burst for longing to be yours!  I would not deprive them of that, no matter how much I might like to do so.”        She pulled back to look at Dark, placing her fingers gently on his cheeks, her eyes warm and genuine.         “But if we can be connected forever in our own way, I shall be content,” she told It.  Nuzzling his nose to hers she whispered, “Come and find me, The First Dark, your Galatea somewhere in the universe!  You are needed!”  To seal her vow, her prayer and plea, her promise, she kissed him, soft lips gracing his with perfect trust.

It was more than flattering, hearing her praise it and what it was- but Dark wanted to argue that despite its nature, it did consider her worthy, did  see her as someone precious and more than equal. Why bring background or power into a relationship? That is not what it’s about after all- it’s the soul that is meassured, and in that matter, Dark found Galatea more than grand.

However it was unable to voice those thoughts as she agreed to its request and kissed it- her lips were just as soft and sweet as he imagined- and then it saw.

And understood that it was not that Dark could never be hers- no, it was the other way around- Galatea could never be its.

‘...We see your heart now,’ it whispered, its voice much softer now, but sounding from within her, instead of around her ‘Do you see us back? Do you feel us back? That passion, that fury, those worries... All of that is our domain, and that is what we are as well. Galatea... You speak of greatness, but we are sure there is one ahead of you.’

With other half of her soul right beside her. Though, that part Dark kept for itself. After all, she would enjoy discovering all that on her own.

[nxghtlight]

Like raising from the depths of the ocean, the beast woke. Slowly, very slowly, taking hours, days, to become fully aware. Slightly sleepy none-the-less, and still will be for a long time, but perhaps it will be around once more?

…!

A rumbling, a thrumming, a slow-and-deep pulsing.

The boy quivers in place, frozen like a hunting dog that’s caught sight of a fox but has yet to be set on the trail–

Something important must be happening. Somewhere.

[darknessfromthebeginning-blog]

Dark yawned, whining a little. What happened? Had it fell asleep? It was not sure... The powers of darkness thrums again, shadows almost singing in joy. The rightful emperor has returned, ready to take the reins again.

[tsarina-lunanoff-blog]

        Galatea nodded appreciatively as Dark described Its nature, finding the idea of protection and sanctuary without bias a beautiful thing, if not overly ideal.  But the young woman was so deeply immersed in the culture of the Golden Age that even though she realized such thinking was perhaps too accepting, she believed it still better than anything else that might have come before.          “You provide a very necessary balance for Light then,” she murmured, wondering if Light had gotten quite hard and jaded without its more sentimental and merciful counterpart.  How long had it been since the two Firsts had seen each other?  Such a long, long time to be apart, she mourned silently.         Galatea finished stroking Dark’s mane, a gentle hand resting softly at the base of his neck, as she found herself gazing out a window into the depth of the galaxy around them.  Seemingly endless blackness with pinpoints of brilliant light, she could see the two Firsts reflected in the universe itself.           “Dark,” she said thoughtfully, turning to face It. “If I ever needed you to hide me, to conceal me from some terrible thing, would you?”  She dropped her gaze, adding with a sigh,                                    “Even if it was from Fearlings?”

[darknessfromthebeginning-blog]

‘Especially from them.’ he said unblinkingly and without hesitation, or any sort of pause. It turned to face her, glowing eyes solemn, troubled. ‘Fear shadows, Fearlings... We- we care, naturally, they are ours, our own...’ It trailed of in a soft whine ‘But we are not fool. Given chance, Fearling would destroy everything. And we can’t allow that.’ It cocked its head to the side and let a purr sound through.

‘You are good- you are very good. Kind, light, loving. Now we know you, know of you, and we care.’ It paused, throughtful, and looked around and out to the space as well, though it seemed his gaze saw far more and much further than hers.

‘...Yes. The Fear shadows are getting stronger... For a moment- years, years, you would call? We could hide a system for several years. One planet? As long as we wanted. Our presence is vast, but hiding a system creates imbalance too great- system like this one, especially.’ Too much light concentrated, for it to be just hidden. It would make the shadows in the universe stronger and ultimately Dark stronger, but that would tip the balance.

Then it frowned a little. ‘Call would be enough, we think, but... We do not always listen through darkness, there is no sound in the cosmos, we don’t see point, we would forgot...’ Then it brightened. ‘We understand that we are not desirable as mate, but would you indulge us in a kiss?’ That would be enough for it to reach deep inside her, through the shy and bashful emotions, and ‘tag’ the little spark of darkness every mortal caries. He would always know where she is- and all it would take is a thought for him to come to her.

[darknessfromthebeginning-blog]

Under the sea

[seirlranpiscesatlen]

“You have said the answer to that yourself! I am a healer. I will do what I must to be rid of every fearling and darkling that spawns of their ilk. To stamp out the illness upon the cosmos at large. Should I use my last breath to do so, then I have served my stars well.” He snarled calling up something larger. Remembering the roaring core of the star forge he’d lit and worked in briefly and calling up the energies he’d molded and shaped at the behest of the Tsar. The cost might be great, but it would be worth it to protect the continuing cosmos as far as he was concerned.

[darknessfromthebeginning-blog]

‘Admirable,’ it murmured softly, honestly, and it understood from where the other was coming from. Dark was very well aware that Fear Shadows- fearlings- were a blight. That it was best to destroy them, or (and that would honestly be better) absorb the darkness from which they were crated back to itself.

(Now they were burned away, one by one, the darkness forever gone and it weakened Dark greatly, and it hurt-)

Concern flashed in its gaze when it saw the power the siren was gathering. No, this was too much. Dark would not be killed- the mage will never had that power to put an end to it- and though he would perhaps injure it, it was not worth to do such harm to himself.

‘Oh, don’t,’ it whined, reaching towards the other with open palms ‘Don’t, Healer, don’t hurst yourself so.’ How to stop him, how? The beast could not manipulate light, otherwise it would be easy, but.. ‘Do not upset the balance, Healer, we beg of you.’

Dark was at loss.

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Under the sea

[seirlranpiscesatlen]

He need not explain himself to a dark thing! Not when had fought enough beings that looked much like it to keep his guard held high and at the ready. Magic pooled tighter and tighter around him, ready to lash out with the forces of nature that could coil through him. A conduit for their nature, a guide to aim them but never change them or command. Water, Wind, Lightning, Air, Starlight wrapped around him as brothers.

“All darklings should perish for the damage done to the cosmos and the balance. So yes, let this healer purge another blight!” The siren hissed before letting loose with a screech that sent a concentrated force of energy at the beast. A hurricane condensed into a single starlit shot! He did not play games with these things.

[darknessfromthebeginning-blog]

The elements of nature did nothing to the beast- it was not of physical flesh, despite looking like having one. Dark was, at the root, still an idea- an element of itself. One that was very tied to the natural forces, just like Light was. The shot hit true, but while part of it- big part of it- splashed harmlessly against the beast’s scales like popped water balloon, the starlight part made it whine a bit, almost in surprise.

It wasn’t strong enough do do any harm- only Light themselves could muster that kind of a firepower- but it still hurt a bit, like sudden stinging of many bees, or bites from ants.

‘No, why-?’ it shook, and confused looked up at the siren ‘What did we do, why? Hurts..’ It did not attack the other, it did not do any harm- so why the mage wanted to hurt it? Wanted it gone?

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Galatea meditated on Its words quietly, trying to imagine what a grand and holy being Light must be.  She smiled softly at Dark, returning to stroking Its mane with gentle, pulling touches.  “I suppose what happened was for the best,” she admitted, though she wished it had not been necessary.  “It seems like you learned from that judgement, as harsh as it was.” Still, mercy was a quality that the young woman prized, and she held onto her hesitancy towards Light.  Not aversion, just… caution.  She would have asked more about Light– where was it, why did it not help the fight against the Fearlings?  Could Light not simply banish the nightmares and wicked creatures or put them to sleep?  Why must Dark be forced to eat Its own children?–  But she had heard the whine in the First’s voice when it had spoken fondly of Light, and she did not want to bring up any more painful subjects.     Instead, she tilted her head in relaxed curiosity, one of her eyebrows rising slightly in interest.  “If Light’s nature is to judge, what is your nature then?”  She asked.  Galatea was not afraid of Dark ever becoming feral again, although she did wonder what caused It to do so in the first place, and she felt comfortable with It.  Just as Dark was eager to see her smile return, she was quick to try to bring back Its as well.

[darknessfromthebeginning-blog]

‘Always learning,’ it agreed with small humour ‘We... age. Not physically- our form is not of mortal flesh- would you say it is artificial if we made it in an image we thought of?’ it paused, confused slightly as it pondered on that, before shaking its head. ‘We were... born? Made? Simply as an idea- a thought. And slowly, we gained sentience- we gained inteligence. At first, we and Light, we were nothing but beasts- driven by instinct, curious and yet wary, of everything, of each other. Then we were...’ Dark searched for a word she could relate to. ‘Children? Yes. Children, in here.’ it reached up and tapped the side of its head gently.

‘But we age slow. Very slow. Made that way. So when universe ends, we are ancient in mind and spirit- and we will not fear the End.’ It sounded unsure, hesitant now. It was aware that the souls of mortals had their resting place- but Dark and Light, they were not like that. Their existence will simply end, and from the idea they protect, another Light and Dark would be created- but it wouldn’t be them.

Then it blinked at her question, and hummed thoughtfully. ‘Protect,’ it said softly ‘Cherish, safeguard. Offer sanctuary. No matter how flawed one is.’ Darkness did not necessarily meant evil. Or bad. Sure, many nasty things hid in the dark- but that was why. Because shadows could conceal, could hide- it protected anyone who knew how to walk them. Darkness did not discriminate- but because it protected so fiercelly, it could lash out badly, hurt even those innocent who made a simple mistake of trying to hurt those in it.

[darknessfromthebeginning-blog]

Under the sea

@seirlranpiscesatlen

continue from here

Dark cooed softly, partly concerned, partly amused by the other’s reaction.

‘Nervous, you are. Why? Have we done something to disturb you so?’ it mused, moving closer. This one- male, Dark noted absently- did not really reach that much impressive heigth (at least from its point of view) but there was power- oh yes, there was power- in him that made Dark’s senses all tingly and warm. Nature of it very similar to Light.

‘Healer, you are?’

[tsarina-lunanoff-blog]

Galatea made a quiet utterance of appreciation, a little ‘mmm,’ as she wrinkled her nose with a closed lipped smile, the kind that made her eyes crinkle at the edges. So soft! She had never touched anything like it.  What must it be like to be free from the constraints of an unchanging bodily form and from the laws of physics as well?  Well, perhaps Dark was not entirely free from the laws of physics.  It appeared instead, that It reigned over them, rather than being subject to them.   Did not such power corrupt its owner, however?  Galatea had always been taught that too much power was a dangerous thing, inevitably becoming twisted and cruel.  It was one reason why the Constellation Families were more determined than ever to pursue the virtues of fairness and kindness in this new era of the Golden Age… the past had many elements from which they all wished to hide. Hide… the thought recalled to the young woman how her interaction with Dark had first started, and she laughed suddenly, light little chuckles puffing out of her, making her shoulders bounce.   “No wonder you excel at ‘Hide and Seek,’” she said.  “Every child in the galaxies wishes they had the power you do!”  She didn’t mention that probably every adult would too… again, the idea of too much power in the wrong hands caused her to feel wary dread, and her smile fell away. She wished she hadn’t mentioned children, actually, her thoughts wandering to Dark’s wayward ‘children,’ the Fearlings which waged war on the peace for which the Golden Army was fighting.  She continued to keep her hands in Its mane, finding comfort in the closeness.  Blasphemy falling from her tongue, she asked in a whisper “Is the The First Light to be feared then, for putting you to sleep for so long?  Didn’t it understand how the Fearlings came about?”

[darknessfromthebeginning-blog]

His eyes closed and he started to purr- more like a ship’s engine than any feline really- the being tilting its head many ways, just to get her fingers in all the right spots. Dark could not really remember the last time anything touching it felt so pleasant- certainly when it itself scratched at those spots, it wasn’t as nice. It was something to explore more later really (perhaps she had some magical power...?)

It blinked when her hand stilled in its mane, and the being looked slightly up, watching her expression change from smile to small worry, before she was suddenly chuckling.

“Hide and seek?” it hummed. A game? Then Dark shook its head, its expression turning to gentle frown. “Power... Responsibility. Balance important- it is our duty- not for misuse.” Dark has noticed that mortals weren’t really to be trusted with power that much. For some reason having power made them irrational, sometimes cruel. Dark did not like it at all.

And her smile was gone again and the being was concerned why that was. It was so sure it distracted her well from her previous gloomy thoughts. But then her question explained it, and Dark could not help but whine softly, even as it shook its head. Light... It missed them.

“Light is good- bright, warm, striving for what is right, bringing justice.But... Light is not merciful.” it shook its head again “It was us- we were... wild. Feral. Bad, for a moment. Light had judged us- had to judge us, it was their nature- and we we fought, and were punished. But Light is not cruel- it did not made them happy. It is their nature.”

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The very first meeting of The First Light and The First Dark

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1. What is your middle name?

2. How old are you?

3. What is your birthday?

4. What is your zodiac sign?

5. What is your favorite color?

6. What's your lucky number?

7. Do you have any pets?

8. Where are you from?

9. How tall are you?

10. What shoe size are you?

11. How many pairs of shoes do you own?

12. What was your last dream about?

13. What talents do you have?

14. Are you psychic in any way?

15. Favorite song?

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17. Who would be your ideal partner?

18. Do you want children?

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21. Have you ever been to the hospital?

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23. Have you ever met any celebrities?

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25. What color socks are you wearing?

26. Have you ever been famous?

27. Would you like to be a big celebrity?

28. What type of music do you like?

29. Have you ever been skinny dipping?

30. How many pillows do you sleep with?

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33. What do you typically have for breakfast?

34. Have you ever fired a gun?

35. Have you ever tried archery?

36. Favorite clean word?

37. Favorite swear word?

38. What's the longest you've ever gone without sleep?

39. Do you have any scars?

40. Have you ever had a secret admirer?

41. Are you a good liar?

42. Are you a good judge of character?

43. Can you do any other accents other than your own?

44. Do you have a strong accent?

45. What is your favorite accent?

46. What is your personality type?

47. What is your most expensive piece of clothing?

48. Can you curl your tongue?

49. Are you an innie or an outie?

50. Left or right handed?

51. Are you scared of spiders?

52. Favorite food?

53. Favorite foreign food?

54. Are you a clean or messy person?

55. Most used phrased?

56. Most used word?

57. How long does it take for you to get ready?

58. Do you have much of an ego?

59. Do you suck or bite lollipops?

60. Do you talk to yourself?

61. Do you sing to yourself?

62. Are you a good singer?

63. Biggest Fear?

64. Are you a gossip?

65. Best dramatic movie you've seen?

66. Do you like long or short hair?

67. Can you name all 50 states of America?

68. Favorite school subject?

69. Extrovert or Introvert?

70. Have you ever been scuba diving?

71. What makes you nervous?

72. Are you scared of the dark?

73. Do you correct people when they make mistakes?

74. Are you ticklish?

75. Have you ever started a rumor?

76. Have you ever been in a position of authority?

77. Have you ever drank underage?

78. Have you ever done drugs?

79. Who was your first real crush?

80. How many piercings do you have?

81. Can you roll your Rs?

82. How fast can you type?

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84. What color is your hair?

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86. What are you allergic to?

87. Do you keep a journal?

88. What do your parents do?

89. Do you like your age?

90. What makes you angry?

91. Do you like your own name?

92. Have you already thought of baby names, and if so what are they?

93. Do you want a boy or a girl for a child?

94. What are your strengths?

95. What are your weaknesses?

96. How did you get your name?

97. Were your ancestors royalty?

98. Do you have any scars?

99. Color of your bedspread?

100. Color of your room?