1. choose a few of your own characters. Five at the most. (Upon suggestion and request, I’ll be borrowing Desiree from since she borrowed my Griffin.)
2. make them answer the following questions.
3. then tag three people.
4. feel free to go ahead and add some questions yourself!!

OCs:
- Desiree (Dez)
- Griffin
- Natasha Angelus
- Puck
- Gibbo Fastpaws (Gibbs)


how old are you?

Dez: How old do I look? Think very, very, carefully on this or else.
Griffin: Would you believe me if I told you?
Natasha: Technically? Close to eighty, but because I invented the Elixir of Life, I can stay at a perky and fresh twenty-three indefinitely! ^_- Call me!
Puck: Several thousand years old. It’s amazing what sheer power and a touch of undeath can do for those who want it.
Gibbs: Oy! I s’ ppose I’s be thirty and eight next year, just like my cousin. Second separated, but from moi Pah’s side of the Fastpaws family. Bloody ‘ell! I feel like an old bloker!


what's your height?

Dez: 5’10’’
Griffin: 5’5’’
Tash: 5’11. Though really, I think before the explosion in the lab I was at least an inch taller.
Puck: 5’6’’ But I swear on your very mortal soul if you poke fun I’ll rip out your beating heart.
Gibbs: !!! Tall-folk got me beat this toime! Three feet tall and not an inch off! Proud of it too!



are you a virgin?

Dez: Let’s just say… if you don’t know already, then you don’t need to know.
Griffin: Uhh… It is not a subject I talk about often, but since you brought it up, just know that age begets experience.
Natasha: Hah! Oh my gods… are you serious? Please… tell me you were joking? I know my figure doesn’t show it, but I am a mom of two. And let’s just say, I’m not a witch purely for potion brewing. The broom stick rides are quite appealing.
Puck: Oh gods… I think I just vomited a little in my mouth… I swear by the Nine Hells your spawns’ souls will be used to satiate my dark hunger!
Gibbs: ‘ey, mate! Just between us, that foive minutes it took for the secretary to show me in? *huffs on back of hand and rubs against chest, looking proud*



do you have any kids?

Dez: No.
Griffin: Possibly. But that is what we call in my homeland as a ‘secret’.
Natasha: Two beautiful half-celestials: Gabriel and Natalia.
Puck: If I had children, I most likely would have used them as spell components by now.
Gibbo: Oh! … lil’ tykes to run around the shop, pokin’ customers with swords and pullin’ pranks on the neighbor’s bulldog? That sounds right as rain by me. … Oh? You weren’t just volunteerin’?



what's your favorite food?

Dez: Devil’s food cake, dripping with chocolate.
Griffin: Stew, apparently. But in reality, I prefer roasted salmon in a bed of wild rice.
Natasha: Roasted Garlic Chicken. Mostly because it helps with the ‘after dinner’ assault when I realize my date is a vampire. It’s happened before!
Puck: Sushi, but that has nothing to do with all those years I spent in the form of a cat familiar.
Gibbs: FAVORITE?! What sorta question is that?! Ya can’t just do that to me! I’ve got so many! There’s rursberry cream pie, twice-pulled porkloin, triple-thick chocolate shakes, cabbage ala cabbage, and and… and …



What's your favorite ice cream flavor?

Dez: Rocky Road. Go ahead and make the joke. I dare you.
Griffin: Cookies and Cream…. With real cookie chunks.
Nastasha: Coffee Heath Bar Crunch! I wish I could concoct it myself.
Puck: Is there a Soul Flavored ice cream?
Gibbs: Half Baked Ben & Jerry’s! But that’s not just because I’m a half-ling.



have you killed anyone?

Dez: In bed? Not yet.
Griffin: Yes.
Natasha: Sure!
Puck: The majority of people I meet end up dying at my hands. The catch is when I reanimate their corpses to walk the earth again and do my bidding.
Gibbs: Yah. T’wasn’t moi fault tho. He totally deserved it.



do you hate anyone?

Dez: Yes.
Griffin: Sometimes I wonder if I hate myself.
Natasha: Yes, though it’s a short list. Mostly just my ex-husband.
Puck: I think you just got a ruffle in the robes… you did say hate, right?
Gibbo: Nah, it’s too much work to hate.



have any secrets?

Desiree: Of course, but it makes things more interesting, yes?
Griffin: We all have our secrets.
Natasha: Some secrets are worth dying for… others are worth killing for.
Puck: Secrets? I manipulate, steal, lie, kill, and cheat in order to gain unimaginable power. Yeah, I have secrets.
Gibbs: Nah. If someone wants ta know somethin’, they can just ask.



do you love anyone?

Dez: Pass.
Griffin: Pass.
Natasha: Sure, I love my friends, and I love turning my enemies into small rodents.
Puck: I love me. A lot. And power. If power was a person, it’d be my lover, and coincidently, it’d be me too.
Gibbo: I tell moiself every time I’m with a lass that I’d love her, but there’s just somethin’ in me that makes me float away like a leaf on the wind.



what is your job?

Dez: To annoy those I like.
Griffin: I used to be the Captain of a specialized team of spellswords, now I have basically damned myself to a life of solitude and loneliness to escape the shadows of the past.
Natasha: I’m the highest ranking Archmage of the Arcane Order, and the Headmistress of my very own Academy of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
Puck: What I do is more of a passion and hobby than a job.
Gibbo: I co-own an adventurers’ supply shop in Hawkswick, and own a café on the corner of Sycamore and Longbottom.



boy or girl?

Dez: I’m more woman than most men can handle.
Griffin: Man. Well, a young man by human terms.
Natasha: Ooooo I like her… *to Dez* tell me, do you like the idea of turning men into toads?
Puck: Despite the rising estrogen levels in the room, I’m still drowning in my own masculine ego.
Gibbo: Wanna come over ‘ere and find out, luv?



what do you do to relax?

Dez: I sing… more for my pleasure than anyone else’s.
Griffin: Relax? I stargaze. You ought to try it sometime.
Natasha: I spend hours and hours pouring over textbooks, potions, and spell components, but to truly relax I need a bubble bath and romance novel.
Puck: Torturing orphans has always done wonders for my stress levels.
Gibbs: A rum&coke and a hip-hoppin’ party, I’d say!



what do you think your life expectancy is?

Dez: Longer than yours, if you keep up with these silly questions.
Griffin: Too long for comfort, but perhaps there is a purpose to all this.
Natasha: I don’t foresee myself croaking anytime soon.
Puck: I’m going to live forever or kill you trying.
Gibbs: Well, moi Uncle Grobo lived ta be a hundred and four, but then he died. From bein’ a hundred and four, I s‘spect.