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Wow. I suck for losing these threads:
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I'm going to start replying to you guys right now. And s o r r y once again.
30 DAYS OF CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT!
16.) Are there any blood relatives that your character is particularly close with, besides the immediate ones? Cousins, Uncles, Grandfathers, Aunts, et cetera. Are there any others that your character practically considers a blood relative?
Theo considered his siblings (well, half-siblings) to be his closest relatives. He adored and cared about them, even willing to protect them with his life. Then on other verses, he got some people that he cared too, the ones that he considered as siblings but not really. Such as Harmony, Lou Ellen, and several others. 17.) What’s your character’s desk/workspace look like? Are they neat or messy?
Theo doesn't have any desk or workspace, really. Unless one considered Emy's bakery kitchen as his workspace. For that one, he always keep it neatly because he likes his job, and because he appreciate his boss completely.
18.) Is your character a good cook? What’s their favorite recipe, whether they’re good or not? (Microwave mac-and-cheese applies.)
Theo's favorite recipe would be either cheesecake or triple chocolate, both of them are cakes. For real food, he loves to cook your typical breakfast: bacon, pancakes, waffles, scrambled eggs... He could cook other dishes, but he likes cooking breakfast the most and baking those cakes I've mentioned.
19.) What’s your character’s preferred means of travel?
If he was going to compete in a wine-tasting competition, he would prefer first-class at any airplane, but other vehicle and means of travel would do good too. He likes to travel on air though.
20.) Does your character have any irrational fears?
Does fear of Athena count? That, and... Fear of his own past, even though he is curious about it.
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The goddess looked at the young woman from head to toe, head tilted in curiosity. She felt different. Something about her was not like most Midgardians. Her surroundings were new to Freyja. Where had she ended up then? "Excuse me. Where am I, exactly?", she asked that same woman.
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"Do you need something or are you just here to gawk?"
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I am! Hello there~
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Tidal’s light footsteps and heavy breaths were the only things filling her ears; not a breeze, and not the brushing of leaves; but herself, just like it’s been the past months. Sweat beaded over Tidal’s skin as the Georgian sun beat down on her, Tidal irritably tugged at her hair, as it once more fell in front of her eyes.
The teenager frowned as the thought of her mother, brother, or father possibly being eaten alive at this very moment; but, she wouldn’t allow herself to think that way. The hope of finding her family was the only thing keeping Tidal going; it was her motivation, and without it, she would’ve felt no reason to live in this world anymore.
All thoughts stopped, and breaths grew quiet as a noise was made not too far behind Tidal; her hand immediately went for her gun, whipping her head around, the teenager held the weapon in front of her. But all stopped as her eyes laid on someone; not a flesh-eating monster, but a human.