okay so i’ve been staring at that list for ages and it’s stressing me tf out because i want to know everything about everyone so here’s the thing : you pick! 🍄
Okay, I decided to go for 🏹 for the main StW cast (the three babies + the Aldridges). The inspiration for the OCs-sitting-in-a-room-together-answering-questions format is from @hold-him-down! I love what they do with these ask games.
🏹- For a talent they wish they had
___ Shayne and Charlie and Rin ___
Shayne grunts under his breath. "I just... I just wish I was able to do that thing that Charlie does."
Charlie starts as though he wasn't expecting to hear his own name in all of this. "Wait, what thing? What do I do?"
"That... thing you do with your eyes and your mouth when you look at me sometimes. The thing that makes my stomach flip, but, like, in a really nice way."
"My eyes and my mouth," Charlie mumbles, confused.
Rin's eyes widen as it dawns on her. "Wait, are you talking about smiling?!"
"Yeah. That. What about you guys?"
"I..." Charlie blinks, still reeling a bit. "I'm not sure this counts as a talent - just like I'm not sure smiling counts as a talent -"
"But I've always loved the idea of lucid dreaming," Charlie goes on. "My dreams are always so vivid, and even though they're sometimes terrifying, it... it would be really cool if I could properly explore the worlds my mind creates for me." He laughs, but it sounds a little dry. "It seems like a bit of a waste otherwise, honestly."
Rin twists the ends of her hair and stares at the floor. "I also wish I could do something that Charlie does."
Charlie raises his eyebrows. Shayne sits forward slightly to see her better.
"You have telekinesis," she says breathlessly. "You can levitate. And - yes, I know, being possessed can suck sometimes, but... I wish I had some kind of supernatural ability. Partly because it would be really cool." She grins at both of them, but quickly drops it again. "But also because it'd be really validating to be set apart from other humans, because... because I don't feel like one of them. If I could prove to myself that I am different, with something like that, it... it wouldn't feel as lonely."
Shayne hums under his breath. Charlie reaches over to squeeze her hand.
"Sorry," she laughs. "I didn't mean to bring the mood down. And I'm sorry I didn't say I wanted your talent, Shayne, because yours seems... well, you know."
"Nope," Shayne murmurs. "That's fair enough, Rin."
“And what would you choose?” Charlie asks softly. “If you could pick a supernatural talent?”
She twirls the end of her hair again, only waiting a second before looking at Charlie and saying, “Mindreading.”
___ Felix and Elliott, Ryan and Nancy ___
“Hmm.” Elliott folds his arms and looks deep in thought. The question is rhetorical, but he’s taking it as seriously as he would if it were a genuine offer. “I suppose I would want invisibility.”
“Yes. Ever since I’ve improved my bat-travelling, I’ve found myself wishing that I could remain in my... foggy-bat state a little longer, just to observe my surroundings a little more carefully before I manifest.” Elliott shrugs. “And now that I think about it, being able to turn invisible on command would achieve the same effect that I want.”
Felix blinks. “Interesting.”
"What would you want, Fee?"
"Nope." Felix shakes his head adamantly. "I don't want anything else. Being a powerless, semi-immortal half-vamp suits me just fine, thank you very much. I do not feel the need for anything flashy or mysterious or spooky." He realises he’s said all of these words like they're insults, and then looks sheepishly at his partner and his guardians. "Sorry. N-no offence."
"None taken?" Nancy answers somewhat doubtfully.
"It doesn't have to be supernatural, boo,” Elliott tells him. “It can be anything."
"Oh." Felix's eyes turn dull for a moment as he thinks. Then he snaps his fingers. "I've always wanted to be able to make my own macarons!"
"You scoff at the notion of vampiric gifts," Ryan says dully, "but jump at the prospect of creating puffy French cookies?"
"Yes." Felix looks her square in the eye. "They're notoriously finicky, Ryan. Notoriously."
Ryan holds up her hands as though she’s surrendering. She leans back in her chair and folds her arms, fingers drumming against her elbow. “I suppose my administrative talents have not always been the most elegant. There are potentially hundreds of hours of work that I’ve done over the years that was proven to be pointless, due to my failure to properly record and retain the essential information.”
“Boring,” Felix mumbles, almost inaudibly. He’s still sulking.
“Well, I’ve always indulged the idea of being a potter,” Nancy says, her eyes brightening. “I’d love to use my hands and my imagination to create the most beautiful vases and drinkware, but I’ve always been extremely clumsy when it comes to anything that doesn’t concern magic.” She blushes a little and looks at Ryan. “I suppose you think that’s a rather silly wish.”
“On the contrary, love,” Ryan reassures her. “The craftsmanship you speak of produces practical items, the beauty and function of which can last for generations, if properly cared for. Macarons, on the other hand, require a great deal of time and labour, and are then demolished and digested within seconds.”
Elliott grimaces and reaches over to pat Felix on the shoulder as the smaller boy clenches his fists.