To confidant: “Do you have a crush on Sniper?”
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To confidant: “Do you have a crush on Sniper?”
what could it... possibly mean...
“Ugh, my head. What happened to us?”(Mercsenger to Confidant?)
“What are you on about…?” Confidant grumbled under her breath, only just beginning to wake up and rub her eye. It didn’t help much though, because as soon as she opened it there was an obvious problem.
The room they were in was pitch black.
“You’ve got to be kidding me.” She sat up with a groan, back clicking as she attempted to take in their surroundings. Nothing stood out, especially with the lack of lighting around them. All Confidant knew was that they were on a hard floor in a dark room, and that her head hurt.
“What’s the last thing you remember?”
“It’s possible,” Messenger rocked a bit until she could get into a laying down position parallel to the wall, “What I hope it’s not is an employee review. Seems unlikely though. Boss woulda been able to get me in one shot,”
She started rocking again to build up momentum.
“You piss people off cuz you’re competent and angry. I piss people off cuz I’m a muppet with teeth, but hey I’m up for making it a competition once we get outta… hold up.”
She had started to rock into a logroll which brought her left ear near the ground. Messenger clenched her jaw and managed two painful rotations off the wall into the center of the room. Panting, she pressed the undamaged side of her face against the ground. She laid there quietly for a moment.
“We’re moving, Connie. Middle here’s a grate…And it’s cold… kinda drafty,”
She frowned, breathing heavily and squeezing her eyes from pain this time. Her nerves had started to come back on line.
”…Can’t tell if it’s air or water…no ground craft’s big enough for this, right? No handle, my guess is a storage or cargo compartment? Not like most cargo needs t’open doors…grate’s real cold though…it’s gotta be hittin’ air of some sort on the other side’s my thought.”
“Moving?” Confidant went still at the thought, trying to figure out just how much trouble they were actually in.
If they were flying, then she sure as Hell hoped Messenger knew how to pilot a plane. A boat, she had enough experience with, she knew what she was doing, but if they were in the air?
God, she really hoped they weren’t in the air.
“Okay, so, we’re somewhere we don’t know, we’re moving at an unknown speed, and we don’t know why,” She grimaced at the thought of this increasingly bad situation, “so, what do we know?”
They’d been attacked for a reason. Their job was linked, so the most reasonable conclusion was that it was something to do with that. If only she knew what, this would be much easier.
“Is the grate loose?” There had to be some hope of escape. If they were heading to some sort of ‘base’, then that usually ended in two ways. Torture and death. And if they were lucky they’d only get the second option.
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“Ugh, my head. What happened to us?”(Mercsenger to Confidant?)
“What are you on about…?” Confidant grumbled under her breath, only just beginning to wake up and rub her eye. It didn’t help much though, because as soon as she opened it there was an obvious problem.
The room they were in was pitch black.
“You’ve got to be kidding me.” She sat up with a groan, back clicking as she attempted to take in their surroundings. Nothing stood out, especially with the lack of lighting around them. All Confidant knew was that they were on a hard floor in a dark room, and that her head hurt.
“What’s the last thing you remember?”
“Gonna go out on a limb and assume ‘having split pea soup for lunch’ isn’t particularly helpful here,”
Messenger squeezed her eyes tight against the throbbing in her brain and tried to think. She attempted to reach out to feel her legs, but it took a tad more effort than usual. Her arms felt leaden, and her legs just barely managed to budge. On the positive side, this jogged her memory.
“Well, we were casing that Oliver Campbell bastard for boss…he was pretty easy to lure and intercept… got the intel he was trying to leak…then it gets fuzzy, but I think we were ambushed? Whoever they were they got you and me with tranqs but I don’t think I went down right away, weird constitution and all that, because I remember chomping down on a bitch before blacking out.”
She rolled her tongue over her teeth.
“Oop, yeah that’s blood. I’m still pretty dead in the water over here, how are you feeling?”
“I feel… like shit.”
Confidant muttered, pinching the bridge of her nose in annoyance but pulling her hand away at the sting. Her nose has been broken in the past, so she knew this wasn’t the case now. That didn’t stop it hurting.
“A nosebleed isn’t really what I needed right now, but I guess it’s what we’re working with. You’d figure tranqs would be enough for… whoever we’re dealing with.” She complained as she tried to stand, clenching her jaw as she managed to prop herself against a wall. It was lucky that nothing had happened to her one eye, otherwise they might actually be in trouble.
“Are you badly hurt? Can you see anything?” Though depth perception wasn’t really the issue here, maybe it’d actually help them both out. One way or another, they’d get out of this.
“You’d figure. Me I understand, got that special talent for pissing people off, but ‘m gonna blunt shank a bitch if we find who hurt you.”
Messenger continued to squeeze and unsqueeze her eyes, willing her pupils to dilate as much as possible. Another special talent.
“And a grip like a pit bull. I think they had to bash me off cuz oof ow my jaw. It’s wet and numb on that side of the head too, but no full feeling yet so jury’s out on badliness.”
Without her glasses, messenger’s eyesight wasn’t particularly great, but the black of the room slowly started to gain shades of dark grey.
“There’s a, uh, blurry chunk? On your left at hip height that mmmm…looks like it continues along the wall? Maybe a shelf or something? Room’s not big,” she carefully turned her neck to examine the right side, “It’s not symmetrical, there’s nothing along the wall here… wall’s maybe a meter off? I think, but we know how great I am at guestimation.”
Messenger scanned the room again.
“It’s lighter on a patch of the wall facing us. Door maybe? I think it’s funny they didn’t tie us up. Maybe isome weird gladiator cult or somethin’,” she joked.
Or half joked, anyway. It wouldn’t be the most surprising situation in all honesty.
“Maybe they didn’t expect us to wake up just yet. Wouldn’t be too surprised at this point.”
This sucked. It wasn’t too often a mission went this bad for Confidant, but here they were. Trapped in a dark room, bloody and bruised. Could be worse, though. At least she hadn’t lost her other eye.
“And what do you mean about ‘special talent for pissing people off’? More my thing than yours.” She questioned as she carefully balanced herself against the wall and pulled herself further into the room.
At this point she’d been able to focus enough to be able to see the door, but there was a small issue.
“There’s no fucking door handle? For God’s sake.” The complaining didn’t help all that much, but it made her slightly less annoyed at their current predicament.
She needed to get out of this room, and soon.
“Can I walk with you? I think I’m being followed.” (to Conductor, starter posted for @secretaryofstrength)
“Of course ma’am,” Conductor agreed immediately, “do you know who it is? That’ll help us out.” He continued, only just looking to where the voice came from. Getting involved without knowing anything wasn’t the best idea, but that hadn’t stopped him before.
“If it’s some kinda weird ex of yours, I can try and frighten ‘em off. Ain’t an issue for me.” He added, doing his best to not look around for the person. They didn’t need any unwanted attention.
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“Ugh, my head. What happened to us?”(Mercsenger to Confidant?)
“What are you on about…?” Confidant grumbled under her breath, only just beginning to wake up and rub her eye. It didn’t help much though, because as soon as she opened it there was an obvious problem.
The room they were in was pitch black.
“You’ve got to be kidding me.” She sat up with a groan, back clicking as she attempted to take in their surroundings. Nothing stood out, especially with the lack of lighting around them. All Confidant knew was that they were on a hard floor in a dark room, and that her head hurt.
“What’s the last thing you remember?”
“Gonna go out on a limb and assume ‘having split pea soup for lunch’ isn’t particularly helpful here,”
Messenger squeezed her eyes tight against the throbbing in her brain and tried to think. She attempted to reach out to feel her legs, but it took a tad more effort than usual. Her arms felt leaden, and her legs just barely managed to budge. On the positive side, this jogged her memory.
“Well, we were casing that Oliver Campbell bastard for boss…he was pretty easy to lure and intercept… got the intel he was trying to leak…then it gets fuzzy, but I think we were ambushed? Whoever they were they got you and me with tranqs but I don’t think I went down right away, weird constitution and all that, because I remember chomping down on a bitch before blacking out.”
She rolled her tongue over her teeth.
“Oop, yeah that’s blood. I’m still pretty dead in the water over here, how are you feeling?”
“I feel… like shit.”
Confidant muttered, pinching the bridge of her nose in annoyance but pulling her hand away at the sting. Her nose has been broken in the past, so she knew this wasn’t the case now. That didn’t stop it hurting.
“A nosebleed isn’t really what I needed right now, but I guess it’s what we’re working with. You’d figure tranqs would be enough for… whoever we’re dealing with.” She complained as she tried to stand, clenching her jaw as she managed to prop herself against a wall. It was lucky that nothing had happened to her one eye, otherwise they might actually be in trouble.
“Are you badly hurt? Can you see anything?” Though depth perception wasn’t really the issue here, maybe it’d actually help them both out. One way or another, they’d get out of this.
“Ugh, my head. What happened to us?”(Mercsenger to Confidant?)
“What are you on about…?” Confidant grumbled under her breath, only just beginning to wake up and rub her eye. It didn’t help much though, because as soon as she opened it there was an obvious problem.
The room they were in was pitch black.
“You’ve got to be kidding me.” She sat up with a groan, back clicking as she attempted to take in their surroundings. Nothing stood out, especially with the lack of lighting around them. All Confidant knew was that they were on a hard floor in a dark room, and that her head hurt.
“What’s the last thing you remember?”
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Would you prefer a starter sent to a specific OC, or just send in a starter and let you decide who you could see it applying to or going somewhere with? This is my way of saying that I love all of your kids and have a hard time choosing who to lob a goblin at.
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100 Random Character Development Questions
001. When is their birthday? 002. Do they do anything to celebrate their birthday? 003. Does your character like coffee better, or tea? 004. Do they prefer being alone or with others? 005. Are they in good health? 006. What sense do they most rely on? 007. Is your character an optimist or a pessimist? 008. What is their favorite fairy tale? 009. Do they believe in happy endings? 010. Do they believe in love at first sight? 011. How would your character court the person of their dreams? 012. What makes your character embarrassed? 013. Have they ever been bullied or teased? 014. Detail one secret shame your character feels. 015. Are they most likely to fight with their fists or their tongue? 016. What is their choice of weapon? 017. When does your character think that violence is justified or deserved? 018. Your character wakes up to find that war has been declared. What do they do? 019. If they could have a superpower, what would they choose? 020. What are their hobbies? 021. How do they display affection? 022. What is the most beautiful thing they’ve ever seen? 023. What do they consider beautiful in others physically? 024. What do they consider ugly in others physically? 025. What do they consider beautiful in others personality-wise? 026. What do they consider ugly in others personality-wise? 027. What is their idea of perfect happiness? 028. What makes them laugh out loud? 029. What sort of sense of humor does your character have? 030. Do they believe in the afterlife? 031. Are they superstitious about anything? 032. Does your character believe in ghosts? 033. Do they keep their promises? 034. What’s their view of lying? 035. What is the most important rule your character lives by? 036. How honorable is your character? 037. If your character saw someone drop a large sum of money and knew that they could probably take it without anyone noticing, what would they do? 038. What bad habits do they have? 039. What do they think is the worst thing that can be done to a person? 040. What is their obsession? 041. Are they comfortable with technology? 042. What is their greatest achievement? 043. What will they stand up for? 044. What disgusts them? 045. Does your character have any chronic medical conditions? 046. How do they handle getting sick? 047. What was the last medical problem your character had? 048. Do they have any allergies? 049. How does your character feel about growing old? 050. How does your character feel about their own mortality? 051. If they knew they would die tomorrow, what would they do today? 052. What is your character’s worst flaw? 053. What is your character’s greatest strength? 054. Does your character want power or authority of any kind? 055. Is your character an introvert or an extrovert? 056. Has your character ever struck someone in anger? 057. Has your character ever killed anyone? 058. What is your character’s idea of a perfect day? 059. List several phrases your character is fond of uttering. Where did they pick them up? 060. What is your character’s attitude toward education and learning? 061. Does your character prefer adventure or safety and security? 062. What sort of legacy does your character wish to leave behind? 063. How well does your character handle difficult people? 064. In what ways does your character annoy others? 065. Is your character better at leading or following? Which do they prefer? 066. Does your character prefer city life or being out in nature? 067. Does your character believe in fate or destiny? 068. How strong is your character’s sense of responsibility? What kinds of things trigger it? 069. What about your character is heroic? 070. What about your character is cowardly? 071. How kind is your character? 072. In a Dungeons & Dragons game, which class would your character be? (wizard, fighter, bard, priest, ranger, etc.) 073. In a novel, what plot role would your character fill? (hero, anti-hero, sidekick, villain, etc.) 074. What is your character’s favorite game? 075. Is your character ticklish? 076. How do they express anger? 077. How often do they cry? Over what? 078. How emotionally stable is your character? 079. How easy is it for them to read the emotions of others? 080. How easy is it for others to read your character’s emotions? 081. Is your character religious? 082. What are your character’s sleeping preferences? 083. What is the first thing they say and/or do when they wake up? 084. Describe your character in one word. 085. Describe your character in three words. 086. How would your character describe themself in one word? 087. How would your character describe themself in three words? 088. Is your character quiet or loud? 089. How vocally expressive is your character? 090. How bodily expressive is your character? 091. What type of music does your character like? 092. What emotion does your character evoke in others? 093. What is your character’s goal in life? 094. Name three things most would not expect your character to be able to know. 095. Name three things most would not expect your character to be able to do. 096. How do they move and carry themselves? What energy do they project? 097. How well do they adapt to change? 098. Does your character like animals? 099. Do they talk to inanimate objects? 100. Does your character dream? If so, what do they dream about?
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❝ I make my own luck. ❞
❝ Lucky for you we’re not keeping score. ❞
❝ You need to learn to relax. ❞
❝ You won’t be disappointed. ❞
❝ It’s just a flesh wound. ❞
❝ Leave this to an expert. ❞
❝ Try and keep up! ❞
❝ Is this easy mode? ❞
❝ I get the feeling you’re not taking me seriously. ❞
❝ You’re not bad, but not good either. ❞
❝ Spare me the commentary. ❞
❝ You test my patience ❞
❝ You seem nice, I hate to kill you. ❞
❝ I was hoping for a challenge. ❞
❝ Your eyes deceive you. ❞
❝ The outcome was never in doubt. ❞
❝ You have made an error in judgment. ❞
❝ You fought well, but not well enough. ❞
❝ If at first you don’t succeed…blow it up again! ❞
❝ Oops…dropped something. ❞
❝ I really blew that one. ❞
❝ That’s how you get tinnitus. ❞
❝ Why are you so angry? ❞
❝ I’m not hearing that noise. ❞
❝ I’m not good, not bad, but I sure as hell ain’t ugly.❞
❝ I don’t much like losing. ❞
❝ A wo/man’s gotta have rules. ❞
❝ I hope you learned your lesson. ❞
❝ You have to let it go. ❞
❝ I was only trying to help. ❞
❝ I have my eye on you. ❞
❝ Sometimes I’m not sure why I even bother. ❞
❝ You really should take better care of yourself. ❞
❝ Stupidity is not a right. ❞
❝ What are you on about? ❞
❝ Are you finished? ❞
❝ Do you need a hug? ❞
❝ I have a bad feeling about this. ❞
❝ That does not compute. ❞
❝ Rocket jump? That sounds dangerous. ❞
❝ Ready for some fireworks? ❞
❝ I live for a good fight. ❞
❝ What are you looking at? ❞
❝ Revenge is sweet. ❞
❝ I’ll see you in hell. ❞
❝ Let me show you how it’s done. ❞
❝ Catch phrase! ❞
❝ Are you chicken? ❞
❝ Violence is usually the answer. ❞
❝ Got something to say? ❞
❝ Like taking candy from a baby. ❞
❝ I’m the one who does his/her job, I’m thinkin’ you’re the other one. ❞
❝ You want something done right? You gotta do it yourself. ❞
❝ I’m not getting any younger. ❞
❝ I think you’re in over your head. ❞
❝ Boop. ❞
❝ I’d love to stay and chat but…I’m not going to. ❞
❝ Let us discuss your failures. ❞
❝ Am I supposed to be impressed? ❞
❝ What interesting ways your mind works. ❞
❝ I smell trouble brewing. ❞
❝ Now why didn’t I think of that? ❞
❝ I’m giving it all I’ve got! ❞
❝ The world could always use more heroes. ❞
❝ I have this under control. ❞
❝ I knew I forgot something. ❞
❝ Your emotions make you vulnerable. ❞
❝ You’re barking up the wrong tree. ❞
❝ What a bore. ❞
❝ Huston, uh, we have a problem. ❞
❝ Did someone say peanut butter? ❞
❝ It’s my time to shine! ❞
❝ I can bench more than you! ❞
❝ Ready to give up? ❞
❝ Are you in need of personal training? ❞
❝ I dreamt I was a butterfly. ❞
❝ I think, therefore I am. ❞
❝ Always strive for improvement. ❞
Terrible First Meeting Starters
For breaking the ice in the worst possible way, featuring themes including: kidnapping, murder, stalking, injury, monsters, and just general meanness. [Brackets] indicate spaces to include your own words to personalize your ask!
“Wh-who are you? Where are we? Why are we tied up together?!” “You almost killed me, so no, it’s not nice to meet you.” “Oh my god, are you okay? Should I call an ambulance?” “I wondered when you were going to wake up. You almost didn’t survive.” “Get out of my way before I move you myself.” “Please, let me out of here!” “You’re staring like you’ve never seen a [monster/vampire/demon/etc] before.” “Hey. Pretend you were waiting for me. You’re being followed.” “You don’t know me, but something terrible is going to happen.” “You’re in the wrong place at the wrong time.” “Please, someone help!” “You shouldn’t be out here all by yourself this late at night.” “Stop shining that flashlight on me! I’m not a damn ghost!” “I’m sorry if I hurt you.” “Shh, don’t scream! I’m not trying to attack you!” “I’ve never seen anything like you before.” “Stand right there and don’t get any closer!” “Now that you’ve seen this, I can’t let you leave and just tell anyone.” “Ugh, my head. What happened to us?” “Is there a reason you’ve been following me for an hour?” “If you come near me, I will scream at the top of my lungs.” “Holy shit. What have you done?!” “Is that blood? Is that YOUR blood?” “Don’t panic, I can explain!” “I promise you, this isn’t what it looks like.” “I won’t hurt you if you just keep your mouth shut.” “Who are you? Where are you taking me?!” “This is for your own safety. I’ll explain later.” “What the hell was that thing back there?!” “There’s something wrong with me. I need your help!” “Please, someone, there’s been an emergency!” “You can’t leave. You’re a witness and now you’ve involved.” “I’m being hunted, and now they’ve seen you too.” “If you believe in any god, I suggest praying to them now.” “Shh! Hide here, and don’t move a muscle.” “Can I walk with you? I think I’m being followed.” “I’m so sorry. I don’t like tricking people, but I had to lure you here.” “Fuck off, this is private property!” “I’ve seen some weird shit, but you’re something else.” “Oh my god. Are you a [monster/demon/angel/etc]?” “Don’t look at me like that, with those eyes.” “That isn’t your blood. What did you do?” “I promise not to tell anyone, just let me go!” “Come with me. I want to show you something.” “You’re not going to eat me, are you?” “You should never have approached me. You don’t know who you’re dealing with.” “Go away, I’m not looking for a conversation.” “You don’t just follow people to their homes! I’m calling the police.” “Please, I’ll do anything, just untie me!” “I’m sorry if I scared you.” “I had to tie you up. You didn’t leave me any other choice.” “I don’t even know you. What do you mean, I ‘have’ to go with you?” “We almost died back there. Maybe we should introduce ourselves.” “Let go of me!” “I’m hurt. Please, I need you to call an ambulance for me.” “You have to come with me, something bad is about to happen!” “I’m not leaving until you tell me why you’ve been following me!” “Seeing as we may not survive, I should tell you my name. It’s [name].”
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