#and how his anxieties and self deprecation affect his actions and thoughts LOL

[lovekylarforever]

PC Interview (anyone can play if they wannaaa <3)

Choose any amount of your OCs/PCs then answer the following questions. Make sure to be creative and have fun ^^ btw the Q stands for questioner so don't forget to have a little fun messing with them too! ^^ tagged by: @hysterical-luxury <3 thanks for the tag!!!

INTERVIEW:

Q: Let's start off with a brief introduction. -shuffles papers- (oh god oh fuck. how did i end up here? i can't do interviews, that's why i have the job i do, i bomb every interview! what the hell am i doing here? i need to get out of here but i've been chained to the chair and they seem to have made a point out of locking the door while i was watching. fuck fuck fuck) "lucian." he squeaks out, eyes trained on the ground beneath him. he's sweating profusely and his entire body shakes, his face is pale. Q: How would you describe yourself? (this is such a bullshit question, jobs always do this. they always want to pick you apart like this. i don't know!!! i don't know what this question means!!! how am i supposed to describe myself? do normal people know how to describe themselves? oh god. am i not normal? am i a freak? i'm a freak. i'm fucked. what is this interview even for? is this for a retail job? is this some fucked up retail job i applied for when i was wasted last weekend???) "i'm... good at social interactions and i can look people in the e-eyes when speaking to them..." he's not looking at any of the interviewers in the eyes.

Q: What's your height?

(what does my height have to do with anything?? is this not retail? are they trying to sell me off somewhere??? i didn't miss any rent payments to bailey, what the fuck did i do this time?) "5'11." he is fully panicking now.

Q: Boy or girl?

(can they tell? oh god they can tell. great. just great. they're already looking for "subtle" ways to let me know they've clocked me. this is so retail. or are they trying to figure it out before selling me off to someone??? i'll make a joke, if it's retail maybe they'll laugh and let me go because i suck so bad at this.) "d-depends on who you ask, if you asked the church, they might not give you the same answer i'd give you... haha..." it's silent. lucian peers his eyes up to get a look at their reactions, and the interviewers were all staring blankly at him, nobody laughed. his sweat is dripping onto the table in front of him. "boy..." he mumbles, trying his best to make himself as small as possible by shrinking into his chair.

Q: What do you do to relax?

(well, usually i relax by not getting chained up to a chair during a creepy interview for some fucking retail job i don't remember applying to, with freaky interviewers who feel like they were made in some fucked up lab!!!) "baths. computer. kylar." he says this like he's chanting a spell to make these things happen instead of whatever is going on here.

Q. What's your Favorite Color?

(okay, now i'm just getting pissed. is this some kind of experiment??? is doctor harper behind this?? i don't know whether that's comforting or scarier.) "red." he scratches at his arm.

Q: Do you want a hug? x3

(?????????????????? it has to be harper, right??? is he trying to do some sort of fucking personality test to decide what kind of animal he'll turn me into, or whether or not i get 20 nipples or elf ears? please, if it's anything, just let it be elf ears. i can accept that, i don't want it, but i can at least accept it. at least give me something cool, please. if any unethical experiments happen without my consent, let it be cool!!!!) "...don't touch me. please." he spits that last word out, nervous and irritated.

Q: What's your favorite food?

(this is definitely harper. is this my last meal as myself????) "uh. haha... um. that's a hard one. t-there's just so many..." he's shaking again. the interviewers continue staring, waiting for him to answer. "m-maybe pineapple fried rice...?"

Q: Do you love anyone? If so who? -raises eyebrow-

he doesn't think before his immediate answer, "kylar." with his head turned downwards and staring at the ground, his lips curve into a small smile at the thought of his love.

Q: Do you have any kids?

(doctor harper should know this already. am i being tested for my truthfulness as well??) "no..." but hopefully one day, he thinks to himself.

Q: Have you ever killed anyone?

(??????? is this an interrogation?? am i a suspect for murder?? oh my god. they're going to think i did it because i'm such a fucking freak!! what the fuck am i supposed to say??) "o-of course not! i would never k-kill anyone..." (great! that was the most suspicious way i could have said it. i'm so bad at this. why did i lie to them by saying i'm good at interacting with people? clearly i'm not, they're going to think i'm the murderer because i lied to them! nobody is stupid enough to think i really believe i'm good at talking to people. they can see right through me, they know i'm a filthy liar.)

Q: Do you hate anyone?

(fuckkkkkkk they definitely think it's me. whoever got murdered was probably someone i hated, but that could be anyone!! i don't really like a lot of people. they're all assholes to kylar, so fuck em. i'll just say i hate whoever hates kylar, that'll make me look like i hate too many people to hate someone specific so much that i'd kill them...) "i hate everyone who bullies kylar..."

Q: Have any deep dark secrets?

(of course i do!!! everyone has a secret or two, right? wait, am i the weird one for having secrets? do normal people have things they want to keep hidden so deep that they can't even feel or see them anymore??? do regular people keep secrets from everyone around them?? fuck. i'm such a piece of shit. are they trying to arrest me for doing mouth and hand stuff for rent money? is kylar possibly listening to this right now to find out about it? no. he would save me from this place if he knew i was here. he wouldn't allow these people to chain me up like this... he'd just follow me around town if he had any suspicions, he wouldn't do all this.) "m-maybe, i don't think about these things much..." he lies, badly.

Q: Do you have any bad habits?

(great, they're trying to find out if i kill animals for fun or something. i'm screwed. that's definitely what they're looking for. i don't do that, but still! what if rumors are being spread that i'm doing these things!! all i do is steal a little, get a little fucked up and (rarely, recreationally,) make kylar a little jealous! oh my god i'm such a bad boyfriend. what if he's doing this to me because i'm such a bad boyfriend and he wants to get back at me? what if he's breaking up with me??? what if this is him telling me that he doesn't love me if i can't be honest???) he looks like he's on the verge of tears, but nothing spills. his face is red and his eyes are scrunched up. his throat feels dry as he speaks, "a couple... n-normal ones, i think? just drinking some weekends... and, um. sometimes i'll have a smoke i-if i'm stressed..."

Q: Do you play any instruments?

he visibly relaxes. (finally, a question that doesn't make me feel like i'm being put under a microscope.) "piano, when i was a kid... don't remember much of it anymore."

Q: What's your favorite thing to do?

(maybe this is all just some big misunderstanding? what if i'm not being interviewed, or sold off, or being experimented on by doctor harper, or being investigated for murder, what if this is just a survey! haha, a totally normal survey!! yeah right. they're just trying to get me to lower my guard. i'm never getting out of here. i bet they've already made their decision on me, they know something's wrong with me. they don't know what, i don't even know exactly what's wrong with me!! but they're trying to find out so they can do something bad with me. i just know it.) "h-hang out with my boyfriend... talk to him, or, um. go to the arcade with him."

Q: Where do you think you'll be in ten years?

(hopefully not dead in a ditch or locked up somewhere because of whatever this is! i just wanna go home. i wanna see kylar... i miss him. i need him to tell me it's okay, i need his arms around me.) "...i just wanna be with my boyfriend, i want us to get our own house together... i want us to be happy." he sounds like he's mourning a future that he won't ever get to see.

Q: Thank you for answering these questions! That'll be all! :D

one of the interviewers gets up and unlocks the chains around lucian, stepping back after removing them. another one is by the door, having already unlocked it and now holds the door open for him. lucian wastes no time in running out of the door and exiting the building. it's still bright out, and lucian's first instinct is to run straight to the park to see kylar at the usual spot. he's drenched in sweat and wheezing when he finally spots kylar, and lucian barrels into him, pulling him into a big hug while he cries.

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