I know they didn't tag anyone, But I wanted to do what
did (Although they got tagged by
so I'm not sure who to list as the "Tagger"
I'm not tagging anyone-if you want to-Go right ahead1) Choose one of your own characters.2) Make them answer the following questions.3) Then, tag three people.4) Feel free to add some questions of your own.
And, because the summer heat is killing all my inclination to do something productive, I think I'll answer the questions with little story blurbs
Chosen OC's name: Mars
1) What gender are you?
The dirty-blonde scoffed in his chair, calloused fingers darting up to furiously point towards his face. "Uh duh-I'm a dude!"2) What is your age?
Mars snorted and flashed a cocky grin at the camera. "Well DUH-again-how old do you think I am? I'm-"
Before the boy could finish his sentence, a bored, unimpressed and accented voice voiced from off-screen. "He's fifteen."
"JACK! DUDE! COPS'LL BE WATCHING THIS!"
3) Do you want a hug?
The dirty-blond grinned toothily, green eyes glinting mischievously from under blond-and-black hair. "A hug? Hmm, Weeellll, I wouldn't say no to one from the ladies " He winked at the camera. "Then again, you guys don't have to feel so left out too. Heh heh."
4) Do you have any bad habits?
"Psh, me? As if-"
Suddenly the camera jerked around as a short, black-haired girl came into view, giving the lens a bored "Seriously bro?" look. "He enjoys setting things on fire, he gets arrested constantly, he's an uber crammer, he doesn't flush after he uses the toilet, he flirts with anything and everything-" Slowly, a smirk spread over her face. "Shall I go on?"
The camera shook violently as Mars proceeded to try and tug it back from a grinning Lucy.
5) What is your favorite foo-?
Mars is seated in his chair surrounded by a large mound of miscellaneous pieces of junk food ranging from chips to odd bits and ends from shady food trucks. In his lap: a tray of jumbo-sized chilli dogs.
At the question however, the boy looked up, a half-eaten chilli dog in his mouth. "Mmmph?"
6) What is your favorite ice cream flavor?
Mars shrugged into the camera. "Don't care-I don't really end up eating it anyway."7) Are you good-looking?
The boy in question scoffed, a cocky grin on his face as he gestured to himself. "Hey, I gotta give the lads and ladies something
, don't I?"8) Have you killed anyone?
Mars waved one hand at the camera. "Nah, not yet. A lot of people think I'm the homicidal one out of my little group but between you and me, you wanna meet someone who's already killed? Talk to Ja-"
Before Mars could move, a familiar silver knife flew through the air, imbedding it several centimeters from the tip of one of Mars' metal-pierced ears.
Green eyes widened comically before he gulped, hands flying up as he stared nervously at the knife's off-screen owner. "H-hey bro, I'm just saying-"
THUD.9) Do you hate anyone?
Mars flinched, a dark shadow crossing over his normally-happy and bright features. Fists clenching the edges of the chair, the boy forced himself to look away. "Some people-some things-are better left unanswered." He growled, the fingers on his right hand twitching towards the silver lighter hanging off the chain around his neck.
10) Do you have any secrets?
The dirty-blonde cackled, winking at the camera. "Well doesn't everyone?" He teased.11) What is your favorite season?
Wood creaked as the old chair's occupant shifted his weight, leaning back with his arms behind his head and legs crossed. A blissed-out look came over Mars' face as he sighed. "Ah summer-when t-shirts stick, tank tops abound and sling-lets show off all those nice arms," He winked flirtatiously. "And must I remind you of the bikinis and speedos?"
12) Who are your best friends?
Mars sat up, blinking in mild surprise. "My best friends? Huh, 'haven't heard that question since pre-K." He paused and tapped one chin thoughtfully. "Well, let's definitely tag Lucy and good ol' Jacky-"
From off-screen there was the near-inaudible sound of footsteps that moved towards the studio's back exit-an air of "I'm not in the mood so don't fuck with me" rolling off of their owner.
The dirty-blond flinched before sighing. "Yeah, Hell he'll never admit it. Where was I? Oh, right-," A sly grin spread over his face. "I'd list a certain dork right here but you and I both know it's a little more than friendship huh?"13) What are your hobbies?
Mars shifted around in his seat uncomfortably. "Uhm, Oh y'know, just the normal stuff a guy like me does-you know, all the LEGAL
stuff I love doing..." He laughed nervously, one hand silently tossing back the borrowed pair of lock-picks to their off-screen owner.14) Have you ever cross-dressed?
"Errm-" Mars cleared his throat awkwardly, a furious blush spreading over his face from ear to ear. "N-no-o..."15) When is your birthday?
"Heh, April one guys."
16) What age did you die?
Mars-who'd been taking a long drag out of a soda can-began coughing and spluttering violently, hacking up until both Jack and Lucy had to rush from off screen to simultaneously began thumping him on the back, trying to expel carbonated sugary liquid from his lungs.
17) Are you nice or mean?
Here the boy grinned, a fiery and devilish light dancing in his eyes as he reached up to his neck, flicking the lighter open. "Me? Nice?"
18) What do you think of your creator?
Mars raised an eyebrow, moving to sprawl in his seat lazily as he snorted. "That short little girl with the right hook? Please, I've been arrested WAY more times than her!"
19) What is your weakness?
Mars scoffed, a frown spreading across his face. "Now why the hell would I tell you that?" He asked.
20) How long can you stay under water?
The dirty-blond shivered, his arms going up to hug himself as he pulled his legs up, rocking back and forth as he growled. "Nowaternowaternowaternowater-" He screeched when someone knocked a fish tank over, spilling cold water and flopping sea life onto the studio's cream carpeted floors. "I JUST SAID NO FUCKING WATER!!!!" He screeched again, leaping up onto his chair before using a side-table as a stepping stone to leap off-screen, yelling indistinguishable nonsense about the Hudson river in Winter.
21) What do you do on a regular day basis?
Mars shrugged, leaning back casually in his chair. "Meh, oh y'know, just all the boring-ass domestic shi-"
Suddenly, he sat up, a flirty grin coming onto his face as one of the interns came over to check his mic., her long brown hair in a sweeping ponytail. "Well HELLO there, Name's Mars-"
Suddenly, Jack's annoyed voice interrupted, its owner tossing his pen at the flirting blond's forehead. "Mars-stop it."
"Whaaattt? I'm just saying 'Hello'!"
22) Do you love someone?
A throaty chuckle escaped his lips as Mars smiled, a soft look in his eyes. "He's my dork and I'm his punk." He purred, flashing a warm grin at the camera.
23) Does that person love you back?
The soft look in the dirty-blond's eyes was replaced with a sly spark that seemed to radiate heat. "Weeellll, he certainly wasn't saying "I hate you" last night ."
24) Do you like the person you stole this meme from?
"What? Wha'do you mean by 'This meme'?"
25) What do you consider fun in the day time?
Mars grinned and shrugged, faking nonchalances as he expertly twirled a can of spray paint in one hand and and lit his lighter with the other.
26) At night?
The chair creaked as it's occupant grinned, a flirty light in his eyes. "Well, that depends if my dork's free." He purred, winking at someone off screen.
It was quickly followed by a flustered squeak from the recipient while Lucy and Jack exchanged knowing looks off-camera.
27) What sort of physique do you have?
Instead of answering, the camera watched as Mars turned his short but toned body around in front of a full length mirror, trying to see a spot on his back with his brow furrowed thoughtfully. "...Dunno."
28) Do you like your body?
An angry tick began dancing over his eye as his hand began flipping the lighter open and close in annoyance. "Five-three at fifteen... What do YOU think?!"
29) What mood are you in?
"Oh, 'M pretty good. Why?"
30) Say that you were trapped in a closet with your crush for 2 days straight. What would you do?
Mars grinned, leaned back and winked. "Well, let's say that when it's over, my dork's gonna have a hard time walking for the next week."
31) Wow, really?
"Nah. He'll have trouble walking even longer if there's still chocolate in my pocket. "
32) What is your place of origin?
Mars made a bored gesture. "Born and raised New
Yorker..hey, are we done yet?" He asked.
33) Large or small family?
A long-suffering sigh escaped Mars; green eyes refusing to meet the camera as he turned his lighter over in his hands. "Sometimes I think I had just one sibling too many." He whispered.
34) What's the origin of your name?
The boy paused, thoughtful. "Huh, I...don't...actually know really. Dad's a bit of a mythology nut so I can guess..."
He stopped and frowned. "Although I'm not sure how to explain my brother and...him."
35) Do you have a phobia?
"DID YOU NOT JUST SEE QUESTION NO.20?! DID YOU NOT JUST SEE IT?!"
Deadpanned, the boy reached up to point at the multitude of ear cuffs, studs and chains decorating his ears before pointing up at his eyebrow piercing. "What do you think?" He asked.
39) If you could say one thing to your creator right now, anything at all, what would it be?
"Gabby, WHY. AM I. SO. FUCKING. SHORT?"
41) Say you were locked in a room with the person you hated most for a full day. What would you do to pass the time?
Metal slid against metal as the dirty-blond popped his switchblade open, a dark look in his eye. "What do you think?," He asked. "A tea party?"
42) What's the funniest thing that's ever happened to you?
Slowly, the boy began giggling until he was howling with laughter,slamming his face onto the side table to try and stop.
He was laughing for some time after.
45) What do you like most about your crush?
Mars sighed. "I could give a million things right now that I love about my dork." He grinned. "But I'll settle for that he's worth far more than what he thinks he is-if only he could see it."
46) Do you think anyone has a crush on you?
"Gee, I don't THINK so Nooooo."
47) What is, in your eyes, the best characteristic about yourself?
The boy blinked owlishly.
Finally, he let an amused smile play on his lips before winking for the umptheenth time at the camera.
"Well that's up to you ain't it?"
48) Almost done-what'd you think of this interview?
For awhile, Mars sat there, staring at the camera. This interview had done more than shed some light on his thoughts and his actions. For a while, the boy sat there, re-evaluating his life and just how it was-splayed out behind him in the form of many a question and many a flirty quip. Finally, he spoke: "Boring. Boring AS hell."
49) Anything else you'd like to say to these people?
"Guys, don't eat yellow snow."
50) Well, that's about it for now I guess
Mars sighed, standing up and stretching lazily. "Fiinnaallyy!!! I think my butt just fell asleep." Shaking his head, the boy reached under his hoodie, tugging the mic free and tossing it to a camera man before he strutted towards Jack and Lucy who stood by the door, wearing looks of amusement and excitement on their faces respectably.
And Yes, Mars will flirt with anything that has a pulse.
Actually, I might do this for my other characters-when I'm not feeling too lazy.
I SEE WAVING CATS!