Merlin

Independent canon divergent Merlin Oc from Once Upon a Time Mun is 30+ so NSFW can be expected

[unsunderedphoenix]

Continued from here

@youraveragemage

A wide manic grin appeared on his face as he regarded her. There was something about her. Something odd and it peaked his curiosity. Fandaniel hovered in front of her as if he was laid out over a bed. He fingers laced with his chin resting on them. “ Oh? And why don’t I want you to do that?”

[unsunderedphoenix]

“ Someone taught you well.” Obsidian hummed and allowed the blade to make a shallow cut. Blood welled for a moment before the wound sealed. “ I also think I have seen enough.”

[youraveragemage]

“Bunch of someone’s, but you’re right. Did I pass then?” Merlin asks and carefully let’s the weapon dissolve back into the pieces it had been in before she magically fixed it. She wouldn’t want to hurt him any more than necessary.

[darkhearted]

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ* ARRANGED MARRIAGE SENTENCE STARTERS 3.0

arranged marriage themed starters based on this, only revamped and with many added lines! change pronouns, names, or make any other adaptations as needed!

UNHAPPY MATCHES

❝ I would rather die than marry the likes of you. ❞

❝ I will run away! I won’t accept this marriage! ❞

❝ I cannot accept this. I will not marry them – my heart belongs to someone else. ❞

❝ Please – please do not make me wed them! ❞

❝ Anyone else would be better! Please, I know you can find me a better match! ❞

❝ I will never love you! ❞

❝ It isn’t fair! I don’t even know them! ❞

❝ Why him? Can't I marry [name] instead? ❞

❝ He doesn't want me, nor I him. Why force us to marry? ❞

❝ Find me another bride. Any other bride. ❞

❝ I don't want to marry him and go to the other side of the realm, away from everything and everyone I have ever known. ❞

❝ She is not the bride I want. You know that. ❞

❝ She is as pretty as a painting, and lovely in every sense, I'm sure. So give her to a husband who will love her, and let me have the one my heart desires. ❞

❝ I agreed to it for an alliance, and her family failed to deliver. I will not marry her. ❞

❝ I'm a prince of the realm, even if I'm not heir to the throne. This match is beneath me. ❞

❝ I will not accept a bride that is not of our lineage. Our ancient blood is not to be mixed with the blood of other men. ❞

❝ Why must I marry the enemy for the sake of an alliance? Why am I the adequate sacrifice to make? ❞

❝ She hates me, she hates all of our family, and for good reason. Don't make me marry her. ❞

❝ My entire family is dead because of his. His entire family is dead because of mine. Do you truly believe marrying us will be enough? ❞

❝ Joining our two bloodlines solves nothing. There is no undoing the bloodshed between us. ❞

❝ He loved her. He will never love me. ❞

❝ Go through with it and you're sentencing him to death. I do not jest when I say I will rid myself of him sooner or later. ❞

DUTY

❝ Do not touch me! I only married you for duty, stay away from me! ❞

❝ I shall fulfill my duty, but that is all. Please do not touch me unless you must. ❞

❝ I do not care what you want, we did not marry out of love. ❞

❝ We are only marrying because I need an heir. What you do and with who beyond that does not matter to me. ❞

❝ Even though I have been told this would be my duty my entire life, I still can’t quite accept it. ❞

❝ You knew this day would come. People like us only marry for duty, dear. ❞

❝ Love is not the priority for the likes of us. ❞

❝ Marrying for love is a delusion. ❞

❝ Ours is a union of duty. You would do well to remember that. ❞

❝ Every good child knows: duty before your heart’s desire. ❞

❝ I shall marry you only because I must. ❞

❝ Even if we married for duty, our union can still become one of true love. ❞

❝ Duty brought us together, but it is love that will make this bearable. ❞

❝ I do not have to like it, only to fulfill my duty. ❞

❝ I know you wouldn't have chosen me, as I wouldn't have chosen you. But it's our duty to see this through. ❞

❝ I have to place duty first. It's what is expected of me. ❞

❝ I have been betrothed to him for years. I have to do my duty, even if I yearn to be with you instead. ❞

❝ This will be more bearable if we both fulfill our duties. ❞

❝ I am not what you wanted, but I swear to you I shall fulfill my duties as your husband as well as I can — and leave you alone as much as you wish, should that be your preference. ❞

LOVE

❝ Love can be built, too. And if you’re willing, I would like to try and learn to love you. ❞

❝ I do not care about power and wealth. I want to marry for love. ❞

❝ A marriage is a marriage – love or arranged. Both require the same level of commitment. ❞

❝ My father used to say the strongest loves are built by choice, not by chance. ❞

❝ Do you believe in love at first sight? I think I’m already in love with you. ❞

❝ You will learn to love. You have to be determined to grow a love that will sustain your marriage for a lifetime.  ❞

❝ We were friends once, do you remember? I know much has happened since, but there was fondness between us before. Perhaps there may yet be love, one day. ❞

❝ I know there is blood and war between us, that we have both lost much, but I do not wish for either of us to feel like this union is a prison. I wish for love — or respect, at the very least. ❞

❝ We are the last ones alive after years of war. This match was meant to unify our enemy bloodlines and end the conflict, no more — so why is it I find myself caring for you? ❞

❝ Your mother and I married for love, but we are the exception, not the rule. ❞

❝ I want to elope, like mother and father did. ❞

❝ We are already betrothed — why not marry right now? ❞

❝ We were meant for each other from the moment we were born. I would make you my wife right this instant, should that be your wish. ❞

❝ I hadn't dared dream an arranged match would find me a wife I now love more than life itself. ❞

❝ If I believed such things, I would say we were always meant to be. ❞

❝ My betrothed is sweet — but I long for deep, passionate, all-consuming love, not sweet. ❞

❝ If you want my love, show me your devotion. ❞

❝ Is it evil that I'm unsure I can love him? He is perfectly suitable, but... ❞

❝ I do not think he can love me. We get along well enough, but something is missing. ❞

❝ We have fire in our blood. There will never be love between us if he fears the flames. ❞

❝ The sea is in our blood. He can only love me if he is brave enough to navigate the waves. ❞

❝ We are rulers of the skies. How could he ever love someone who lacks her own wings? ❞

STRIFE

❝ You refuse me to give yourself to a peasant?! ❞

❝ I understand not wanting me, but favoring a commoner instead? I should kill him for daring to get close to you. ❞

❝ You are mine now. Act properly. ❞

❝ Who you loved before is meaningless. We are married now, and your lover will remain in the past. ❞

❝ I am your wife! I will not be humiliated like this. ❞

❝ Do not forget who I am, my lord. Married though we may be, I'm a crown princess still — and my family shall not take kindly to you mistreating me. ❞

❝ Am I so inadequate as your wife that you need to seek another's bed? ❞

❝ I know peace and politics dictated our marriage, but must you avoid me so? ❞

❝ Leave me be. I fulfill my marital duties as required, but I am not bound to give anything more. ❞

❝ You did not want me, and I did not want you. We agreed on that. So why are you so offended I enjoy the company of another when you yourself do the same? ❞

❝ What do you wish of me, husband? Is it not enough to have the last of my living kin locked in her chambers? To sit the throne you have taken from my father? What more can you desire from me? ❞

❝ I hate this place. It will never be home, and I will never love you. ❞

❝ You are my wife. I would not see my lady wife looking miserable for all court to see. ❞

❝ You are my queen. Do you realize how many other maidens would kill to be in your place, even as you sulk about it? ❞

❝ My own brother, taking my wife to bed? I did not expect such a betrayal from the two of you. ❞

❝ My sister was the better option, I know. You would have preferred she was the one given to you, but alas, we cannot always have what we want. ❞

❝ The man I most despise in this world, and you see it fit to spend time in his company?! I cannot accept it from my betrothed. ❞

❝ You are my betrothed. I would know what you were doing with him. ❞

❝ My lord should know I will not take kindly to mistresses once we are wedded. ❞

❝ You are mine — or will be, soon enough. Do not dare even look at another. ❞

❝ This was my home once, and you ruined it. ❞

ARRANGEMENTS

❝ You will not give my only child to that monster! ❞

❝ It's insulting that you would even suggest a match so beneath my daughter. ❞

❝ She is a princess. She won’t be wed to someone lesser. ❞

❝ You marry our daughter to whomever you desire, when my corpse is cold in my grave, husband. ❞

❝ He will marry the one we chose, not that peasant! ❞

❝ Wed your son to my daughter, or my daughter to your son — better yet, both. Our bloodlines should be joined as one. ❞

❝ Our daughters and your sons. Wouldn't it be lovely to have them wedded? ❞

❝ My granddaughter should sooner slit that man's throat than share his bed. I should advise her to do just that. ❞

❝ My daughter will marry him, for the good of the realm. I do not care how old he is. ❞

❝ You will do as you’re told and marry them! ❞

❝ We picked the best match available for you. ❞

❝ It is the best we managed. I am sorry you don’t like them, but there was no other way. ❞

❝ You are a princess. You will have to agree to a match eventually. ❞

❝ There are so many good proposals! How come none is to your tastes? ❞

❝ Our bloodline must continue, and for that, you need to marry and have heirs. ❞

❝ I will never let them ship you off to a stranger. ❞

❝ You will not be sold for power like I was. ❞

❝ I won’t let them trade you for their alliance! ❞

❝ The arrangement was made when you were both still children. It is much too late to go back on it. ❞

❝ Only kings would be worthy of you. We will accept no less on your behalf. ❞

❝ It is a good match, better than expected. You will marry her. ❞

❝ My daughter will not marry him. I do not care that he's a prince, nor that it could aid in building peace. That boy will not have her. ❞

❝ I do not care if you would go through with it. I would die before letting that boy have you — better yet, I would rather kill him. ❞

❝ They did not honor their word. I know that for years you expected to marry him, but we are calling off the betrothal. ❞

❝ She will make a fine queen and a fine mother. And she is the only adequate match for you besides, whether you like it or not. ❞

❝ We need to find a suitable match for her, before she brings dishonor upon herself. ❞

❝ They have been betrothed for years. It is time we marry them, I should think. ❞

❝ You shall be wedded soon. His claim will be more secure with suitable heirs of his own. ❞

BEGINNINGS

❝ You are not at all what I imagined. ❞

❝ I know you hold no love for me. How could you when we are practically strangers? And I know we may never come to love each other, but we can at least be friends. ❞

❝ The descriptions I heard did not do justice to your beauty. ❞

❝ You are lovely. I am lucky you are to be wed to me. ❞

❝ I must admit I expected far worse from an arranged marriage. ❞

❝ I want to know you better if we are to be wed. Tell me about the things you like. ❞

❝ Am I not what you expected? ❞

❝ You seem disappointed… I may not be as handsome as you expected, but I shall never treat you unkindly. ❞

❝ This is your home too, now. You are free to go wherever you wish. ❞

❝ How odd we have been betrothed for so long but never saw each other before our wedding day. ❞

❝ It's good, to finally put a face to the name I heard spoken so often. ❞

❝ What can I possibly do to thaw the ice surrounding my lovely bride? ❞

❝ I have not seen you smile since we met, princess. What grave sin have I committed to be met with such derision? ❞

❝ I loathe to admit that even your traitor's blood cannot diminish how beautiful you are. ❞

❝ Beautiful, as well as clever. Were you not the usurper's daughter, I may have come to love you. ❞

❝ So very charming. Were you not sitting my father's throne, I may have taken some liking to you. ❞

❝ We've met before, I know, I know. But can we not make this a new beginning? ❞

❝ I should like to put our differences behind us, difficult though it may be. We are to be wedded, after all. Let this be a new beginning. ❞

❝ I hope, in time, this will be your home. ❞

❝ Know that I shall fulfill every duty to you, as your wife. ❞

❝ I know there are prettier brides, but I'll do all that is expected of me most dutifully. ❞

THE MATCHED

❝ In just a few days I will be wed to someone I never met. ❞

❝ It's so odd to think my entire life will change so fast. A person I don’t even know, bound to me for life. ❞

❝ I know they plan to marry me off to someone soon, even if no one said a thing yet. ❞

❝ How could you agree to this without even asking me what I want? ❞

❝ I do not wish to leave home. My betrothed lives in such a different place… ❞

❝ We have been promised to each other for years, and yet we have never met. ❞

❝ They are deciding your life for you! How can you simply accept it?! ❞

❝ There is no reason to make a fuss. I have known for years that someday I would be married to some stranger my family found suitable. ❞

❝ What do you think your betrothed will be like? ❞

❝ Who do you think they'll marry us to? ❞

❝ What do you think of your betrothed so far? You two seemed to get along. ❞

❝ He is so gallant! I hope they choose him for me. ❞

❝ Wouldn't she make a lovely bride? I would not mind marrying her. ❞

❝ I begged mother to marry [name] instead, but she didn't do anything to change my fate. ❞

❝ I begged them to marry you instead. I know we could have been happy together. ❞

❝ I'm glad you are the one they chose for me. ❞

❝ Were it anyone else, I might rebel. You, I shall gladly marry. ❞

❝ We have been promised for years. Shouldn't we be married already? ❞

❝ I know it is the way of things, but to have a betrothal announced like that... I wasn't expecting it. ❞

❝ He was wedded once before. How can I ever live up to the wife he had before? ❞

❝ What is my betrothed like? ❞

❝ Do I have any say on it? At least give me options and allow me to choose. ❞

FOR THE FAMILIES

❝ Through them, we shall finally join our bloodlines! ❞

❝ Our children make quite the pair. I am glad they seem to get along so easily. ❞

❝ It's a bitter thing, to join hands after everything. More bitter still that it is at the cost of my child's happiness. ❞

❝ Pray your child treats mine well. I will not abide anything less. ❞

❝ He is kind, brave, gentle, strong. Your daughter will be in good hands. ❞

❝ She makes a lovely bride. Lovelier than he deserves. ❞

❝ Poison would be best, but hard to come by. Slit his throat in his sleep and rid yourself of the filth they forced you to marry. ❞

❝ I cannot do as you wish, my love. That decision is beyond me. ❞

❝ As women, we control so little of our fate. ❞

❝ You will one day be his lady, and occupy my place as head of the house alongside your lord husband. A great responsibility, but one I know you shall bear well. ❞

❝ My daughter is what I have of most precious. I pray you cherish her as she deserves. ❞

❝ No alliance will make me accept you as family. You are undeserving of my child. ❞

❝ The king may have ruled in favor of this match, but I have half a mind to slay you where you stand before you can get anywhere near my daughter. ❞

❝ I don't care for peace, I will not give my daughter to the likes of you. ❞

❝ My son will have a fitting queen. Nothing less will suffice. ❞

❝ Sweetling, there's no need for tears. We may not marry for love, but we learn to bear it. ❞

❝ My gentle boy. Would that you could live the romance your heart yearns for. ❞

❝ This will be hard, but if anyone can make it work, I know you can, my child. ❞

❝ None of us could hope to be half as charming as you. If you wish to gain your husband's affection, I'm certain you will succeed. ❞

❝ Do you truly think I'd let my child be married to a monster? Of course I got rid of him. ❞

❝ There is bad blood between our families, but I promise you shall never be treated unkindly here. ❞

❝ Now that you two are wedded, I am hoping for grandchildren soon. ❞

AMBITION AND ALLIANCES

❝ A title is all I am to you. Don't pretend otherwise. ❞

❝ You married me for my claim, I know that! I just thought, given time, we could grow to be fond of each other. ❞

❝ Remember what is at stake. Peace relies on our union. ❞

❝ Both our lands benefit from our match – and I know you will be a good queen. ❞

❝ We were wed for an alliance, but this doesn’t need to be terrible. We can at least be friends. ❞

❝ I married you for your title. I do not care for love. ❞

❝ It would be naive to think a single union will end decades of conflict. This is just the beginning. ❞

❝ They found me someone rich to marry! I will finally have everything I want. ❞

❝ I do not care my betrothed is not handsome – I only care that he is rich. ❞

❝ With this match, I will be queen. ❞

❝ Our marriage strengthens your claim. They cannot quest your heirs, undoubtedly of pure, old blood. ❞

❝ I would marry anyone to become royalty. ❞

❝ This will save our house from doom. ❞

❝ Our son remains unmarried. We may yet use this to form a valuable alliance. ❞

❝ What we decide here is the future of the realm. It needs to be a carefully considered match. ❞

❝ You gained a bride of undisputed lineage for your son. We gained a crown for our daughter. A superb arrangement for all involved, I dare say. ❞

IMPOSSIBLE LOVES

❝ My heart is yours, but we cannot be together. My family would never agree to a match like this. ❞

❝ I too am in love with someone else, but they will never allow me to marry my beloved. Why don’t we make an agreement? ❞

❝ The match is already made but I cannot accept it. I love you! ❞

❝ It is you I love! I could not bear to be with them instead. ❞

❝ Marrying them will give the realm peace. I have to agree to the match, even if you are the one I truly love. ❞

❝ I will never love him as much as I love you. ❞

❝ You would be my choice — but you know the choice is not mine to make. ❞

❝ I'm the heir to the throne. I cannot give up on everything for love. ❞

❝ My father wrote. He said... he said — I am to be married. To — oh gods, he wants to marry me to your brother. ❞

❝ Marry me. I care not if you are beneath my station, I want you. ❞

❝ Would you still have me? I love you, but I know the match made for you would be better. ❞

❝ If you do love me as I love you, marry me. Now. ❞

❝ They cannot make me marry him if we are married already. ❞

❝ You're a prince. We can surely find someone who will agree to wed us if you ask. ❞

❝ Marry me. Your betrothed can do nothing if I've already taken you to wife. ❞

❝ I'll duel him for your hand. ❞

❝ They already whisper about us. Why deny ourselves the pleasure when we're already condemned for the sin? ❞

❝ Only a [family name] can love a [family name]. ❞

❝ As much as I love you, I have nothing. I could give you nothing but my love. ❞

❝ If I can't have you, I shall love only the gods. ❞

❝ If I cannot have her, I shall take no wife and father no children. ❞

❝ Do you have any idea of how torturous that would be? To see you every day, knowing you can never be mine? ❞

❝ I'll make you mine. I won't let you be given to anyone else. ❞

❝ Take no wife. Refuse it. Even if we cannot marry, stay with me. ❞

❝ Promise me you'll never love her. Promise me your heart will remain mine. ❞

[unsunderedphoenix]

Continued from here

@youraveragemage

A wide manic grin appeared on his face as he regarded her. There was something about her. Something odd and it peaked his curiosity. Fandaniel hovered in front of her as if he was laid out over a bed. He fingers laced with his chin resting on them. “ Oh? And why don’t I want you to do that?”

[unsunderedphoenix]

“ Let’s see what I can do about that.” Obsidian snickered. She was tiny and he was much stronger than he looked even when he wasn’t transformed. He adjusted his grip on the scyth and the blade arm reformed into a hand of stone. It took the other end before he lifted the scythe up and over his head. If she didn’t let go she would be lifted with it.

[youraveragemage]

At first he met resistance as Merlin had planted her feet in the ground, but with enough force she still hadn’t let go. She swings onto the wooden part of the scythe and sat on it grinning mischievously. “Not my standard broom, but it’ll do.” She teases her eyes a mix of gold and blue, still holding onto the weapon.

[unsunderedphoenix]

“ Persistent, I like that.” Obsidian grinned before he decide to fling the scythe hard in one direction. She would only dislocate her shoulder if she held on. Though that might be preferable in comparison to being flung into a tree.

[youraveragemage]

Merlin did experience a dislocation, flipping and stopping her trajectory by sprouting wings and digging at the ground with her free hand claws making sure to stop before hitting a tree. With gritted teeth, she resets her shoulder and swings the weapon in her hand again. “Touché.” She remarked.

[unsunderedphoenix]

The force from neither of them letting go broke the weapon in the end. Obsidian wasn’t surprised in the least. Without a weapon he is on her in moment. His quick movements and sheer strength having her pinned to her nearby tree. “ Am I now?”

[youraveragemage]

“Sorry, wasn’t aware French isn’t a language here.” She remarks looking up at him and smirking she just seemingly disappeared, smoke slithering out of his hands and she appeared behind him, the fixed weapon against his throat the edge curving around said anatomy. “A broken weapon is only so when it is unusable once again.” She quoted her teacher the lyrical tenure of her voice turning just that little bit lethal. It wasn’t nearly as bad as hearing the Fae man talk but having good mimicry it was close, and thus the tree shivered.

[unsunderedphoenix]

Continued from here

@youraveragemage

A wide manic grin appeared on his face as he regarded her. There was something about her. Something odd and it peaked his curiosity. Fandaniel hovered in front of her as if he was laid out over a bed. He fingers laced with his chin resting on them. “ Oh? And why don’t I want you to do that?”

[unsunderedphoenix]

“ Let’s see what I can do about that.” Obsidian snickered. She was tiny and he was much stronger than he looked even when he wasn’t transformed. He adjusted his grip on the scyth and the blade arm reformed into a hand of stone. It took the other end before he lifted the scythe up and over his head. If she didn’t let go she would be lifted with it.

[youraveragemage]

At first he met resistance as Merlin had planted her feet in the ground, but with enough force she still hadn’t let go. She swings onto the wooden part of the scythe and sat on it grinning mischievously. “Not my standard broom, but it’ll do.” She teases her eyes a mix of gold and blue, still holding onto the weapon.

[unsunderedphoenix]

“ Persistent, I like that.” Obsidian grinned before he decide to fling the scythe hard in one direction. She would only dislocate her shoulder if she held on. Though that might be preferable in comparison to being flung into a tree.

[youraveragemage]

Merlin did experience a dislocation, flipping and stopping her trajectory by sprouting wings and digging at the ground with her free hand claws making sure to stop before hitting a tree. With gritted teeth, she resets her shoulder and swings the weapon in her hand again. “Touché.” She remarked.

[unsunderedphoenix]

Continued from here

@youraveragemage

A wide manic grin appeared on his face as he regarded her. There was something about her. Something odd and it peaked his curiosity. Fandaniel hovered in front of her as if he was laid out over a bed. He fingers laced with his chin resting on them. “ Oh? And why don’t I want you to do that?”

[unsunderedphoenix]

“ Let’s see what I can do about that.” Obsidian snickered. She was tiny and he was much stronger than he looked even when he wasn’t transformed. He adjusted his grip on the scyth and the blade arm reformed into a hand of stone. It took the other end before he lifted the scythe up and over his head. If she didn’t let go she would be lifted with it.

[youraveragemage]

At first he met resistance as Merlin had planted her feet in the ground, but with enough force she still hadn’t let go. She swings onto the wooden part of the scythe and sat on it grinning mischievously. “Not my standard broom, but it’ll do.” She teases her eyes a mix of gold and blue, still holding onto the weapon.

[unsunderedphoenix]

Continued from here

@youraveragemage

A wide manic grin appeared on his face as he regarded her. There was something about her. Something odd and it peaked his curiosity. Fandaniel hovered in front of her as if he was laid out over a bed. He fingers laced with his chin resting on them. “ Oh? And why don’t I want you to do that?”

[unsunderedphoenix]

He wasn’t trying to Perry or dodge her blows. Which made one wonder how much power he really was packing. What ace did he have that made him so fearless. Merlin got her answer as her scyth slipped into his stomach and out his back. Obsidian staggered back for a moment before stretching up to his full height. The hole through his middle close and soon covered over with golden scales.

[youraveragemage]

Merlin takes the weapon away before it could be sealed in his body swiping a finger across what blood there may be on the blade smelling it. Taste it, we may get more answers that way. She makes a face. She wasn’t showing all her card neither right now. If she got too serious she may wind up killing him even if it may be more difficult to, it wasn’t impossible surely. Fast healing, for a near immortal. Complemented Cait.

[unsunderedphoenix]

To be fair though he looked like a Elezen, his morta half wasn’t exactly Elezen. The trees shook leaves whispering in the wind. The words she could understand were spotty, but more than she was getting before. You… before the son… matriarch. He is….tree….and….god.

When she did taste his blood it had an off flavor, and texture. Sticky like tree sap with flecks of gold in it. Though the other all color was still red. “ Having fun trying to figure it out?”

[youraveragemage]

Merlin shrugs idly. “I’m smart, and I listen. So demi-god I see.” She says her teeth slightly pointed for only a brief second. “You wouldn’t be the first that challenged me.” She stated getting ready for another blow her fingers near the blade turning it white hot with fire.

Nor would you be the first that I nearly kill.

Shut up, will you? I didn’t recall asking for your input.

[unsunderedphoenix]

“ Yes, though my father was a dryad native to this world.” Obsidian stated as he moved to sludge her next blow. Sure, his scales could have likely taken the heat, but he really didn’t feel like it at the moment. He had been watching the ways in which the three distinct colors interacted in her soul. Each was separate, like its own entity, which was fascinating to watch.

[youraveragemage]

The blue darkened the twice, as the dark side talked. Merlin cracked the ground as he dodged him. “Oh goodie. Dryads, my favorite kind of people.” She remarked smothering the fire before it could get a chance to spread on the ground. The blade remained white as she twirled it toward his face. It was a good thing he didn’t exactly know just how hot her fires could get. We wouldn’t want to burn the lovely gold. Cait stated. “Course that’s what you’re concerned about.” She said aloud on accident.

[unsunderedphoenix]

“ Oh, is that sarcasm?” Obsidian asked smiling a bit. Was he teasing her? Perhaps he was. It had been a long time since he got to stretch like this. He did tilt his head as she spoke out load, as if answering someone.

“ So there is more then one of you in there. That is fascinating.” He purred that last word.

[youraveragemage]

“I am talking mostly to myself, horrid habit that comes about being alone for many years. And no. Dryads are my favorite people.” After all, Druids gave her the name that gave her a power boost, and the dryads talked to her in her world since she could speak the language of the Forest.

Wait a moment…he’s flirting with me. She thinks surprised. It didn’t happen that often, so any time it did it took a moment for the fact to sink in. “You aren’t wrong.” But neither was he right, as they were a part of her as much as they were their individual selves. It couldn’t be helped being a part of one another for millennia.

[unsunderedphoenix]

“ Can’t say I haven’t done it while alone in the lab for hours on end.” Obsidian hummed and tilted his head. The tone made him think that he wasn’t completely right. Granted more questions could wait until after this.

He step closer his golden hand hovering above the blade. That was quite hot, but he was also a glutton. A hum left him and he wrapped his hand around the shaft of the scythe, just before the blade. There was a bit of steam, but other then that there didn’t seem to be much if an affect.

“ If I had to take a geuss, you were merged with a dragon and something else?” He asked anyway. His curious was already getting the better if him. He really was his father’s son.

[youraveragemage]

So able to handle some heat at least. But not all if I have a say about it.

Settle down. Just enjoy being able to fight. Merlin encouraged the fire bird and smiles slightly at him. “Oh something else entirely. Not that you’d be able to guess what.” Not without help at any rate. “Don’t let that burn off the color of your scales.” Cait remarked, Merlin’s hair turning slightly salt and pepperish as the dragon spoke.

[unsunderedphoenix]

“ Oh, do you like the color?” He asked and tilted his head. Obsidian towered over her this close. She couldn’t be more then three inches taller then his mother. With his height, well, he was well over a foot taller then her.

He licked his lips before he used all his srebgth to very quickly pushed her back before yanking the weapon back toward himself. There was a great deal of force behind it. Could he get her to let go of the weapon?

[youraveragemage]

“Course I do.” Cait remarks planting her feet, the white scales coming to view on her cheek, and refusing to let go of the weapon, helping plant her feet by using the ground in making sure she couldn’t be moved right away. ‘You should only let go of your weapon in three circumstances: one, it is knocked out of your numbed fingers. Two, it’s worthless to you. Three: when you physically cannot keep it in your grasp.’

[unsunderedphoenix]

Continued from here

@youraveragemage

A wide manic grin appeared on his face as he regarded her. There was something about her. Something odd and it peaked his curiosity. Fandaniel hovered in front of her as if he was laid out over a bed. He fingers laced with his chin resting on them. “ Oh? And why don’t I want you to do that?”

[unsunderedphoenix]

He wasn’t trying to Perry or dodge her blows. Which made one wonder how much power he really was packing. What ace did he have that made him so fearless. Merlin got her answer as her scyth slipped into his stomach and out his back. Obsidian staggered back for a moment before stretching up to his full height. The hole through his middle close and soon covered over with golden scales.

[youraveragemage]

Merlin takes the weapon away before it could be sealed in his body swiping a finger across what blood there may be on the blade smelling it. Taste it, we may get more answers that way. She makes a face. She wasn’t showing all her card neither right now. If she got too serious she may wind up killing him even if it may be more difficult to, it wasn’t impossible surely. Fast healing, for a near immortal. Complemented Cait.

[unsunderedphoenix]

To be fair though he looked like a Elezen, his morta half wasn’t exactly Elezen. The trees shook leaves whispering in the wind. The words she could understand were spotty, but more than she was getting before. You… before the son… matriarch. He is….tree….and….god.

When she did taste his blood it had an off flavor, and texture. Sticky like tree sap with flecks of gold in it. Though the other all color was still red. “ Having fun trying to figure it out?”

[youraveragemage]

Merlin shrugs idly. “I’m smart, and I listen. So demi-god I see.” She says her teeth slightly pointed for only a brief second. “You wouldn’t be the first that challenged me.” She stated getting ready for another blow her fingers near the blade turning it white hot with fire.

Nor would you be the first that I nearly kill.

Shut up, will you? I didn’t recall asking for your input.

[unsunderedphoenix]

“ Yes, though my father was a dryad native to this world.” Obsidian stated as he moved to sludge her next blow. Sure, his scales could have likely taken the heat, but he really didn’t feel like it at the moment. He had been watching the ways in which the three distinct colors interacted in her soul. Each was separate, like its own entity, which was fascinating to watch.

[youraveragemage]

The blue darkened the twice, as the dark side talked. Merlin cracked the ground as he dodged him. “Oh goodie. Dryads, my favorite kind of people.” She remarked smothering the fire before it could get a chance to spread on the ground. The blade remained white as she twirled it toward his face. It was a good thing he didn’t exactly know just how hot her fires could get. We wouldn’t want to burn the lovely gold. Cait stated. “Course that’s what you’re concerned about.” She said aloud on accident.

[unsunderedphoenix]

“ Oh, is that sarcasm?” Obsidian asked smiling a bit. Was he teasing her? Perhaps he was. It had been a long time since he got to stretch like this. He did tilt his head as she spoke out load, as if answering someone.

“ So there is more then one of you in there. That is fascinating.” He purred that last word.

[youraveragemage]

“I am talking mostly to myself, horrid habit that comes about being alone for many years. And no. Dryads are my favorite people.” After all, Druids gave her the name that gave her a power boost, and the dryads talked to her in her world since she could speak the language of the Forest.

Wait a moment…he’s flirting with me. She thinks surprised. It didn’t happen that often, so any time it did it took a moment for the fact to sink in. “You aren’t wrong.” But neither was he right, as they were a part of her as much as they were their individual selves. It couldn’t be helped being a part of one another for millennia.

[unsunderedphoenix]

“ Can’t say I haven’t done it while alone in the lab for hours on end.” Obsidian hummed and tilted his head. The tone made him think that he wasn’t completely right. Granted more questions could wait until after this.

He step closer his golden hand hovering above the blade. That was quite hot, but he was also a glutton. A hum left him and he wrapped his hand around the shaft of the scythe, just before the blade. There was a bit of steam, but other then that there didn’t seem to be much if an affect.

“ If I had to take a geuss, you were merged with a dragon and something else?” He asked anyway. His curious was already getting the better if him. He really was his father’s son.

[youraveragemage]

So able to handle some heat at least. But not all if I have a say about it.

Settle down. Just enjoy being able to fight. Merlin encouraged the fire bird and smiles slightly at him. “Oh something else entirely. Not that you’d be able to guess what.” Not without help at any rate. “Don’t let that burn off the color of your scales.” Cait remarked, Merlin’s hair turning slightly salt and pepperish as the dragon spoke.

[unsunderedphoenix]

Continued from here

@youraveragemage

A wide manic grin appeared on his face as he regarded her. There was something about her. Something odd and it peaked his curiosity. Fandaniel hovered in front of her as if he was laid out over a bed. He fingers laced with his chin resting on them. “ Oh? And why don’t I want you to do that?”

[unsunderedphoenix]

He wasn’t trying to Perry or dodge her blows. Which made one wonder how much power he really was packing. What ace did he have that made him so fearless. Merlin got her answer as her scyth slipped into his stomach and out his back. Obsidian staggered back for a moment before stretching up to his full height. The hole through his middle close and soon covered over with golden scales.

[youraveragemage]

Merlin takes the weapon away before it could be sealed in his body swiping a finger across what blood there may be on the blade smelling it. Taste it, we may get more answers that way. She makes a face. She wasn’t showing all her card neither right now. If she got too serious she may wind up killing him even if it may be more difficult to, it wasn’t impossible surely. Fast healing, for a near immortal. Complemented Cait.

[unsunderedphoenix]

To be fair though he looked like a Elezen, his morta half wasn’t exactly Elezen. The trees shook leaves whispering in the wind. The words she could understand were spotty, but more than she was getting before. You… before the son… matriarch. He is….tree….and….god.

When she did taste his blood it had an off flavor, and texture. Sticky like tree sap with flecks of gold in it. Though the other all color was still red. “ Having fun trying to figure it out?”

[youraveragemage]

Merlin shrugs idly. “I’m smart, and I listen. So demi-god I see.” She says her teeth slightly pointed for only a brief second. “You wouldn’t be the first that challenged me.” She stated getting ready for another blow her fingers near the blade turning it white hot with fire.

Nor would you be the first that I nearly kill.

Shut up, will you? I didn’t recall asking for your input.

[unsunderedphoenix]

“ Yes, though my father was a dryad native to this world.” Obsidian stated as he moved to sludge her next blow. Sure, his scales could have likely taken the heat, but he really didn’t feel like it at the moment. He had been watching the ways in which the three distinct colors interacted in her soul. Each was separate, like its own entity, which was fascinating to watch.

[youraveragemage]

The blue darkened the twice, as the dark side talked. Merlin cracked the ground as he dodged him. “Oh goodie. Dryads, my favorite kind of people.” She remarked smothering the fire before it could get a chance to spread on the ground. The blade remained white as she twirled it toward his face. It was a good thing he didn’t exactly know just how hot her fires could get. We wouldn’t want to burn the lovely gold. Cait stated. “Course that’s what you’re concerned about.” She said aloud on accident.

[unsunderedphoenix]

“ Oh, is that sarcasm?” Obsidian asked smiling a bit. Was he teasing her? Perhaps he was. It had been a long time since he got to stretch like this. He did tilt his head as she spoke out load, as if answering someone.

“ So there is more then one of you in there. That is fascinating.” He purred that last word.

[youraveragemage]

“I am talking mostly to myself, horrid habit that comes about being alone for many years. And no. Dryads are my favorite people.” After all, Druids gave her the name that gave her a power boost, and the dryads talked to her in her world since she could speak the language of the Forest.

Wait a moment…he’s flirting with me. She thinks surprised. It didn’t happen that often, so any time it did it took a moment for the fact to sink in. “You aren’t wrong.” But neither was he right, as they were a part of her as much as they were their individual selves. It couldn’t be helped being a part of one another for millennia.

[unsunderedphoenix]

Continued from here

@youraveragemage

A wide manic grin appeared on his face as he regarded her. There was something about her. Something odd and it peaked his curiosity. Fandaniel hovered in front of her as if he was laid out over a bed. He fingers laced with his chin resting on them. “ Oh? And why don’t I want you to do that?”

[unsunderedphoenix]

He wasn’t trying to Perry or dodge her blows. Which made one wonder how much power he really was packing. What ace did he have that made him so fearless. Merlin got her answer as her scyth slipped into his stomach and out his back. Obsidian staggered back for a moment before stretching up to his full height. The hole through his middle close and soon covered over with golden scales.

[youraveragemage]

Merlin takes the weapon away before it could be sealed in his body swiping a finger across what blood there may be on the blade smelling it. Taste it, we may get more answers that way. She makes a face. She wasn’t showing all her card neither right now. If she got too serious she may wind up killing him even if it may be more difficult to, it wasn’t impossible surely. Fast healing, for a near immortal. Complemented Cait.

[unsunderedphoenix]

To be fair though he looked like a Elezen, his morta half wasn’t exactly Elezen. The trees shook leaves whispering in the wind. The words she could understand were spotty, but more than she was getting before. You… before the son… matriarch. He is….tree….and….god.

When she did taste his blood it had an off flavor, and texture. Sticky like tree sap with flecks of gold in it. Though the other all color was still red. “ Having fun trying to figure it out?”

[youraveragemage]

Merlin shrugs idly. “I’m smart, and I listen. So demi-god I see.” She says her teeth slightly pointed for only a brief second. “You wouldn’t be the first that challenged me.” She stated getting ready for another blow her fingers near the blade turning it white hot with fire.

Nor would you be the first that I nearly kill.

Shut up, will you? I didn’t recall asking for your input.

[unsunderedphoenix]

“ Yes, though my father was a dryad native to this world.” Obsidian stated as he moved to sludge her next blow. Sure, his scales could have likely taken the heat, but he really didn’t feel like it at the moment. He had been watching the ways in which the three distinct colors interacted in her soul. Each was separate, like its own entity, which was fascinating to watch.

[youraveragemage]

The blue darkened the twice, as the dark side talked. Merlin cracked the ground as he dodged him. “Oh goodie. Dryads, my favorite kind of people.” She remarked smothering the fire before it could get a chance to spread on the ground. The blade remained white as she twirled it toward his face. It was a good thing he didn’t exactly know just how hot her fires could get. We wouldn’t want to burn the lovely gold. Cait stated. “Course that’s what you’re concerned about.” She said aloud on accident.

[unsunderedphoenix]

Continued from here

@youraveragemage

A wide manic grin appeared on his face as he regarded her. There was something about her. Something odd and it peaked his curiosity. Fandaniel hovered in front of her as if he was laid out over a bed. He fingers laced with his chin resting on them. “ Oh? And why don’t I want you to do that?”

[unsunderedphoenix]

He wasn’t trying to Perry or dodge her blows. Which made one wonder how much power he really was packing. What ace did he have that made him so fearless. Merlin got her answer as her scyth slipped into his stomach and out his back. Obsidian staggered back for a moment before stretching up to his full height. The hole through his middle close and soon covered over with golden scales.

[youraveragemage]

Merlin takes the weapon away before it could be sealed in his body swiping a finger across what blood there may be on the blade smelling it. Taste it, we may get more answers that way. She makes a face. She wasn’t showing all her card neither right now. If she got too serious she may wind up killing him even if it may be more difficult to, it wasn’t impossible surely. Fast healing, for a near immortal. Complemented Cait.

[unsunderedphoenix]

To be fair though he looked like a Elezen, his morta half wasn’t exactly Elezen. The trees shook leaves whispering in the wind. The words she could understand were spotty, but more than she was getting before. You… before the son… matriarch. He is….tree….and….god.

When she did taste his blood it had an off flavor, and texture. Sticky like tree sap with flecks of gold in it. Though the other all color was still red. “ Having fun trying to figure it out?”

[youraveragemage]

Merlin shrugs idly. “I’m smart, and I listen. So demi-god I see.” She says her teeth slightly pointed for only a brief second. “You wouldn’t be the first that challenged me.” She stated getting ready for another blow her fingers near the blade turning it white hot with fire.

Nor would you be the first that I nearly kill.

Shut up, will you? I didn’t recall asking for your input.

[unsunderedphoenix]

Continued from here

@youraveragemage

A wide manic grin appeared on his face as he regarded her. There was something about her. Something odd and it peaked his curiosity. Fandaniel hovered in front of her as if he was laid out over a bed. He fingers laced with his chin resting on them. “ Oh? And why don’t I want you to do that?”

[unsunderedphoenix]

He wasn’t trying to Perry or dodge her blows. Which made one wonder how much power he really was packing. What ace did he have that made him so fearless. Merlin got her answer as her scyth slipped into his stomach and out his back. Obsidian staggered back for a moment before stretching up to his full height. The hole through his middle close and soon covered over with golden scales.

[youraveragemage]

Merlin takes the weapon away before it could be sealed in his body swiping a finger across what blood there may be on the blade smelling it. Taste it, we may get more answers that way. She makes a face. She wasn’t showing all her card neither right now. If she got too serious she may wind up killing him even if it may be more difficult to, it wasn’t impossible surely. Fast healing, for a near immortal. Complemented Cait.

[unsunderedphoenix]

Continued from here

@youraveragemage

A wide manic grin appeared on his face as he regarded her. There was something about her. Something odd and it peaked his curiosity. Fandaniel hovered in front of her as if he was laid out over a bed. He fingers laced with his chin resting on them. “ Oh? And why don’t I want you to do that?”

[unsunderedphoenix]

Oh well, that was as indeed something. His own curiosity bubbled up and he had to fight with it a moment. Obsidian refused to be his father in that regard. Bring his own worst enemy was not on his list of life goals. “ Purple, Blue and Red, all baring a distinctiveness from each other.”

“ I wish I could take that at face value, but my people and I are often not treated well.” He hummed. Here in this wood stood the last living remnant if a dead empire. He was not about to condemn them till suffer by not vetting those that came through.

[youraveragemage]

Purple, which one of them was that? Merlin was curious about that question but figured that may be Cait. “I don’t often make promises, as I am a woman of my word.” Or when she decided to be, a man of his word. “But if you must test me, I again offer the choice of my weapon to you.” She offered again.

[unsunderedphoenix]

“ The environment where I grew up one could never take anyone at their word.” Obsidian stated plainly. A sentiment she may understand very well. Few were truly honorable and there had been none, save himself, in Allag.

He in the end chose to toss her a scyth. It was a reapers weapon, though she did not have the link with the void to access those powers.

[youraveragemage]

‘A weapon that in the future will be a symbol of death.’ She heard Death’s voice in her head, something she hasn’t in eons and something she was experiencing more in this realm. She tests the scythe twirling it with a deadly grace, and then flicks it, catching it. She crouched and prepared to fight. Her blue eyes going cold and ready to kill as well as die. ‘Weapons, even yourself, should be bared when one is ready to kill, and die by them.’

[unsunderedphoenix]

Ooooo, someone he didn’t have to old back with. That meant he could go full monty on her. Obsidian smiled widely before he released the chains that he usually had on his power. The northern lights danced amid the branches over head and he started ti float a few feet off the ground. “ I shall bestie upon you my all. Through transformation I will give you my truest self.”

There was a breath, a moments pause before the lights in the branches gathered round him. In the span of seconds they lifted, leaving behind the transformed Demigod. More rock then Elezen, one arm was little more then an obsidian blade. The other was all golden scales and claws that were more than a match for flesh.

[youraveragemage]

Merlin waits patiently until he seemed to be ready and swung her scythe to slice at him and if it is repelled as she half guessed and saw in a vision of the future, she swiftly changed the trajectory. You smell it don’t you? He isn’t as young as he looks.

Don’t distract me, I noted it of course. Could be yet another near immortal being we’ve met in our lifetimes, plus that other man had warned us of the curiosity of this man after all. She replied to Cait. She of course had such conversations in her head that cost her a time or two.

[unsunderedphoenix]

They would also likely scent that he was not completely mortal. A bit of the divine, a bit of dragon. Something you could see in his one arm and his now reptilian eyes. Crystal that reflected the color of the northern lights grew up one side of his face. It almost looked like a half crown.

Her weapon hit its mark, but it didn’t seem to do much. There wasn’t much for it to sink into given all the rock that was invading most of his body. The obsidian blade swung down to hit her.

[youraveragemage]

Rocks covering the body. Alright Achilles where is your weak spot? The phoenix asks in her head and Merlin moved to parry the blade and considered the thought herself. There were many reasons to protect the body, if one had mortal skin, and from the dragon arm, he probably didn’t have much of that. But it was a good question. She’d have to make sure to get rid of the rocks first, and to do that, her hands were covered in white outlines, draconic ones and her hits now would be that much weightier in the future. First target the normal spots, she figured.

[unsunderedphoenix]

Continued from here

@youraveragemage

A wide manic grin appeared on his face as he regarded her. There was something about her. Something odd and it peaked his curiosity. Fandaniel hovered in front of her as if he was laid out over a bed. He fingers laced with his chin resting on them. “ Oh? And why don’t I want you to do that?”

[unsunderedphoenix]

Oh well, that was as indeed something. His own curiosity bubbled up and he had to fight with it a moment. Obsidian refused to be his father in that regard. Bring his own worst enemy was not on his list of life goals. “ Purple, Blue and Red, all baring a distinctiveness from each other.”

“ I wish I could take that at face value, but my people and I are often not treated well.” He hummed. Here in this wood stood the last living remnant if a dead empire. He was not about to condemn them till suffer by not vetting those that came through.

[youraveragemage]

Purple, which one of them was that? Merlin was curious about that question but figured that may be Cait. “I don’t often make promises, as I am a woman of my word.” Or when she decided to be, a man of his word. “But if you must test me, I again offer the choice of my weapon to you.” She offered again.

[unsunderedphoenix]

“ The environment where I grew up one could never take anyone at their word.” Obsidian stated plainly. A sentiment she may understand very well. Few were truly honorable and there had been none, save himself, in Allag.

He in the end chose to toss her a scyth. It was a reapers weapon, though she did not have the link with the void to access those powers.

[youraveragemage]

‘A weapon that in the future will be a symbol of death.’ She heard Death’s voice in her head, something she hasn’t in eons and something she was experiencing more in this realm. She tests the scythe twirling it with a deadly grace, and then flicks it, catching it. She crouched and prepared to fight. Her blue eyes going cold and ready to kill as well as die. ‘Weapons, even yourself, should be bared when one is ready to kill, and die by them.’

[unsunderedphoenix]

Ooooo, someone he didn’t have to old back with. That meant he could go full monty on her. Obsidian smiled widely before he released the chains that he usually had on his power. The northern lights danced amid the branches over head and he started ti float a few feet off the ground. “ I shall bestie upon you my all. Through transformation I will give you my truest self.”

There was a breath, a moments pause before the lights in the branches gathered round him. In the span of seconds they lifted, leaving behind the transformed Demigod. More rock then Elezen, one arm was little more then an obsidian blade. The other was all golden scales and claws that were more than a match for flesh.

[youraveragemage]

Merlin waits patiently until he seemed to be ready and swung her scythe to slice at him and if it is repelled as she half guessed and saw in a vision of the future, she swiftly changed the trajectory. You smell it don’t you? He isn’t as young as he looks.

Don’t distract me, I noted it of course. Could be yet another near immortal being we’ve met in our lifetimes, plus that other man had warned us of the curiosity of this man after all. She replied to Cait. She of course had such conversations in her head that cost her a time or two.

[unsunderedphoenix]

Continued from here

@youraveragemage

A wide manic grin appeared on his face as he regarded her. There was something about her. Something odd and it peaked his curiosity. Fandaniel hovered in front of her as if he was laid out over a bed. He fingers laced with his chin resting on them. “ Oh? And why don’t I want you to do that?”

[unsunderedphoenix]

Oh well, that was as indeed something. His own curiosity bubbled up and he had to fight with it a moment. Obsidian refused to be his father in that regard. Bring his own worst enemy was not on his list of life goals. “ Purple, Blue and Red, all baring a distinctiveness from each other.”

“ I wish I could take that at face value, but my people and I are often not treated well.” He hummed. Here in this wood stood the last living remnant if a dead empire. He was not about to condemn them till suffer by not vetting those that came through.

[youraveragemage]

Purple, which one of them was that? Merlin was curious about that question but figured that may be Cait. “I don’t often make promises, as I am a woman of my word.” Or when she decided to be, a man of his word. “But if you must test me, I again offer the choice of my weapon to you.” She offered again.

[unsunderedphoenix]

“ The environment where I grew up one could never take anyone at their word.” Obsidian stated plainly. A sentiment she may understand very well. Few were truly honorable and there had been none, save himself, in Allag.

He in the end chose to toss her a scyth. It was a reapers weapon, though she did not have the link with the void to access those powers.

[youraveragemage]

‘A weapon that in the future will be a symbol of death.’ She heard Death’s voice in her head, something she hasn’t in eons and something she was experiencing more in this realm. She tests the scythe twirling it with a deadly grace, and then flicks it, catching it. She crouched and prepared to fight. Her blue eyes going cold and ready to kill as well as die. ‘Weapons, even yourself, should be bared when one is ready to kill, and die by them.’

[unsunderedphoenix]

Continued from here

@youraveragemage

A wide manic grin appeared on his face as he regarded her. There was something about her. Something odd and it peaked his curiosity. Fandaniel hovered in front of her as if he was laid out over a bed. He fingers laced with his chin resting on them. “ Oh? And why don’t I want you to do that?”

[unsunderedphoenix]

Oh well, that was as indeed something. His own curiosity bubbled up and he had to fight with it a moment. Obsidian refused to be his father in that regard. Bring his own worst enemy was not on his list of life goals. “ Purple, Blue and Red, all baring a distinctiveness from each other.”

“ I wish I could take that at face value, but my people and I are often not treated well.” He hummed. Here in this wood stood the last living remnant if a dead empire. He was not about to condemn them till suffer by not vetting those that came through.

[youraveragemage]

Purple, which one of them was that? Merlin was curious about that question but figured that may be Cait. “I don’t often make promises, as I am a woman of my word.” Or when she decided to be, a man of his word. “But if you must test me, I again offer the choice of my weapon to you.” She offered again.

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First-Time Interaction starter sentences

“I realise you don’t know me, but please help me, I think I’m going to pass out.” “I’m sorry to interrupt, but I saw someone put something in your drink. You didn’t drink from it already, did you?” “I got robbed and have no way of getting home. They got my phone, so I can’t call anyone. Could I please borrow your phone?” “Shit! Sorry, I didn’t see you there… Are you okay?” “Charlie! Imagine seeing you here!– Oh. Wait, you aren’t Charlie…” “Excuse me, I was looking to get my girlfriend a bra, could you help me– You’re not the shop assistant, are you?” “Watch out for that truck!” “Is this your wallet?” “You look very different to your profile picture…” “Look out where you’re going, asshole!” “Did you see that?! He had a gun.” “Are you the girl/guy from So You Think You Can Dance?!” “Err– I’m sorry to interrupt, but I was just walking behind you and I think you must have sat in something…” “I know I don’t know you and this might sound really strange, but do you have a room or a spare settee or something I could crash on? I could pay you… I just… I really need someone to help me out right now.” “HELP ME!” “Oh my god, are you okay? I’m calling the police. I think I saw who did this to you.” “Are you alright? You look really pale.” “The whole street is blocked off. The police won’t tell us anything, but I think there’s been some kind of attack… Maybe a bomb?” ”Have you lost something? Can I help?” “Are you okay? Did someone hurt you?”.

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Uncommon Questions for OCs and their creators:

Send me a # (questions for OCs) or a letter (questions for creators) and I’ll answer

QUESTIONS FOR YOUR OCs

What’s the maximum amount of time your character can sit still with nothing to do?

How easy is it for your character to laugh?

How do they put themselves to bed at night (reading, singing, thinking?)

How easy is it to earn their trust?

How easy is it to earn their mistrust?

Do they consider laws flexible, or immovable?

What triggers nostalgia for them, most often? Do they enjoy that feeling?

What were they told to stop/start doing most often as a child

Do they swear? Do they remember their first swear word?

What lie do they most frequently remember telling? Does it haunt them?

How do they cope with confusion (seek clarification, pretend they understand, etc)?

How do they deal with an itch found in a place they can’t quite reach?

What color do they think they look best in? Do they actually look best in that color?

What animal do they fear most?

How do they speak? Is what they say usually thought of on the spot, or do they rehearse it in their mind first?

What makes their stomach turn?

Are they easily embarrassed?

What embarrasses them?

What is their favorite number?

If they were asked to explain the difference between romantic and platonic or familial love, how would they do so?

Why do they get up in the morning? 

How does jealousy manifest itself in them (they become possessive, they become aloof, etc)? 

How does envy manifest itself in them (they take what they want, they become resentful, etc)? 

 Is sex something that they’re comfortable speaking about? To whom? 

 What are their thoughts on marriage? 

 What is their preferred mode of transportation? 

 What causes them to feel dread? 

 Would they prefer a lie over an unpleasant truth? 

 Do they usually live up to their own ideals? 

 Who do they most regret meeting? 

 Who are they the most glad to have met? 

 Do they have a go-to story in conversation? Or a joke? 

 Could they be considered lazy? 

 How hard is it for them to shake a sense of guilt? 

 How do they treat the things their friends come to them excited about? Are they supportive? 

Do they actively seek romance, or do they wait for it to fall into their lap? 

Do they have a system for remembering names, long lists of numbers, things that need to go in a certain order (like anagrams, putting things to melodies, etc)? 

What memory do they revisit the most often? 

How easy is it for them to ignore flaws in other people? 

How sensitive are they to their own flaws?

How do they feel about children? 

How badly do they want to reach their end goal? 

If someone asked them to explain their sexuality, how would they do so? 

QUESTIONS FOR CREATORS

A) Why are you excited about this character? B) What inspired you to create them? C) Did you have trouble figuring out where they fit in their own story? D) Have they always had the same physical appearance, or have you had to edit how they look? E) Are they someone you would get along with? Would they get along with you? F) What do you feel when you think of your OC (pride, excitement, frustration, etc)? G) What trait of theirs bothers you the most? H) What trait do you admire most? I) Do you prefer to keep them in their canon universe? J) Did you have to manipulate or exclude canon factors to allow them to create their character?