Fuck it, OC brain rot won. Get ready for the Secret Ask List
1) Does your OC have a voice claim, if so who?
2) Who's your OCs best friend? How did they become best friends?
3) What song describes your OC?
4) What song describes your OC and their partner/love interest?
5) Do you ship your OC with a Canon character? If so who?
6) If your OC is in a fantasy setting, what profession would they be in the modern day?
7) Vice-Versa! If your OC is in the modern day, what fantasy class would they be? Would they be a different race?
8) What hobbies does your OC have? What do they do to unwind?
9) How does your OC handle their physical health? Do they take care of themselves?
10) How does your OC handle their mental health? Do they take care of themselves?
11) What was your inspiration for your OC?
12) Does your OC interact with other people's OC? If so, who's their best OC friend?
13) Does your OC have a rival? How did it start?
14) Who's a character your OC cannot stand! It's on sight when they see them!
15) Will your OC ever retire? Do you see them making it?
16) How's their relationship with their parents? Are they alive?
17) If your OC has kids, are they a good parent? Do they ever feel guilty if they have to leave them?
18) What are their pronouns? What would they like to be called?
19) What's their sexuality? What's their love language both giving and receiving?
20) If they fight, what's their weapon of choice?
21) What song best describes their relationship with their enemy?
22) Fight or Flight? Are they a lover or a fighter?
23) Is your OC reliable? Can I call them up at two in the morning if I have a flat tire?
24) Can they play any instruments? If so, what do they play?
25) Are they the kind of person who can't resist a good song? Can I catch your OC singing to themselves while they do the dishes?
26) What flower do you associate your OC with?
27) What's their spirit tamagotchi? Or an animal you associate them with?
28) What clique would they be in? (Draw them in the clothes of said group!)
29) Imagine a mood board for your OC! What's on it? (Make it if you want!)
30) My OC and your OC are friends. This isn't a question. I'm not asking. (How do they respond?)
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sixty-nine more questions for your ttrpg characters!
(i originally made one of these on a defunct sideblog; i thought it was about time i made a new one! send an oc’s name and a number, go wild!)
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1. what drives them? what’s their ultimate goal?
2. what was your original concept for this character? how did playing them change that concept?
3. can they accept failure?
4. what one person, place, or thing do they love more than anything else?
5. is there something they want to be known for?
6. how have they changed in the last year? how about the last five years?
7. there’s a magic item (or technological innovation, or special resource) made just for them—what is it?
8. what songs remind you of them? if there are specific lyrics or movements, list ‘em!
9. when in their life were they most scared?
10. what inspired this character’s creation?
11. if they have a pet or animal companion, how do they spend time with them? if they don’t have one, what sort of animal would they be interested in raising, if any?
12. how have they altered their body? piercings, tattoos, biohacks, or other modifications—anything. why (or why not) did they (or someone else) make those changes?
13. what are some motifs you associate with them? did you intentionally bring in those motifs, or did it happen over time?
14. what keeps them up at night?
15. is there something that never fails to make them laugh?
16. do they value their appearance?
17. they’re crying—what did it take to make them cry?
18. what dish brings back the best memories for them?
19. what sparks genuine, unadulterated rage in them?
20. what attracts them to someone—platonically and/or romantically, anything counts.
21. do they have an idea about how they’ll die? do you?
22. how would they decorate their living space, if they had a chance?
23. in what moment did they consider themselves to be “grown up”?
24. are they close to any family members?
25. who is their best friend?
26. what type of person pisses them off?
27. how do they usually dress? why do they dress the way they do?
28. do they collect anything?
29. what feelings do they internalize?
30. how do they handle confrontation?
31. do they respond well to praise? how about criticism?
32. which of your decisions led to their voice being the way it is?
33. what artistic medium are they most drawn to?
34. what languages do they speak? how did they learn them?
35. when did they feel loneliest?
36. how do they fidget?
37. if they’ve had one, what was their first kiss like?
38. do they see themselves as an important part of their party?
39. are they insecure about their appearance? how about their personality? what aspects specifically worry them?
40. if you had to remake this character right now, how would you change them?’
41. how do you keep notes for this character, if at all?
42. can they dance?
43. how much do they know about the world they live in?
44. what lies do they tell others?
45. what lies do they tell themselves?
46. have they taught themselves any skills just for fun?
47. what could they talk about for hours on end?
48. do they relate to anyone in their group? conversely, which person do they relate to the least?
49. how often do they cut their hair, if at all?
50. do they have a go-to beverage, alcoholic or nonalcoholic?
51. what element of their backstory are you proudest of?
52. how would they dress themselves up for a formal event?
53. do they keep their plans close to their chest?
54. how important is money in their life? do they save up for ages, or spend quickly?
55. they’re seeing their greatest wish come true—what’s happening?
56. who would they trust with their life, unequivocally?
57. do they see value in the laws of where they live?
58. how often do they swear? do they mind when others swear?
59. what’s an element of their philosophy that you disagree with?
60. what do they have faith in? what keeps them believing?
61. is there an in-game moment of theirs you think about and just laugh?
62. do they believe in good and evil?
63. what’s a meme or tiktok or vine (or whatever) that you associate with them?
64. how would a party member describe them?
65. what would their go-to karaoke song be?
66. which fruit do they like most?
67. do they consider themselves to be special?
68. where’s their home?
69. what’s one secret they don’t want getting out?
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do abram and prince andrew have any new years traditions? 🌟
So at this point I'm half using the royal au to come up with worldbuilding for the world/kingdoms I'm creating as a general setting for various stories lol but I haven't figured out much of it yet so for now. Prince Andrew and Lord Abram are wishing you all a happy new year in our traditional western/etc style :)
(although I'll put some random thoughts below too 👀)
So far all I have is that the new year in this world falls on/is marked by DarkNight (maybe a working title maybe not) which is the night that both the world's moons are new, meaning it's as dark as its ever going to get. Which could be so fun for candle ceremonies, lights, lantern festivals, SO MANY COOL THINGS and I don't know if you know this but. I love space and stars so this is perfect for that too hehe
But ahhhhh a festival of lights and stars. Abram would love to gently torment Andrew with gifts and nice words on the day dedicated not to Palmetto's Prince Andrew but to Abram's star. Unofficially of course but that was never going to stop him 💕
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Teleporting nonsense? 👀 (where are they going)
Oh gosh, this one is almost aggressively goofy — Chuuya gets hit with an ability which keeps teleporting him to Dazai every single time that Chuuya thinks about him. Which, according to the laws of "trying not to think of a pink elephant", immediately becomes nearly impossible for Chuuya to avoid (also they are Weird about each other which doesn't help askdfjskdjf)
Here's a snippet from towards the beginning:
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Suddenly, without warning, Dazai heard an odd popping noise, and something—or rather, someone—materialized out of thin air, dropping on top of Dazai with a yelp.
…Of course, since Dazai was in the midst of tipping his chair back, he had no chance to brace himself, and he and the newcomer both went tumbling down backwards onto the floor, the chair producing a loud crash that echoed throughout the agency.
“Dazai!” Kunikida exclaimed, jumping to his feet and reaching for his notebook, prepared to fight the intruder. “Are you alright?!”
Atsushi jolted up as well, backing away from the chaotic jumble of limbs beside his chair. “Wait,” he said, squinting. “Isn’t that…?”
The newcomer struggled up from Dazai’s chest, his cheeks flaring redder than his disheveled hair, opening and closing his mouth wordlessly with an expression of utter fury.
Dazai wheezed, dazed from being so abruptly crushed, and propped himself up on his elbows. “Chibi is so heavy,” he complained automatically, peering up at his old partner. “…Chuuya? How did you get here?”
Chuuya flushed somehow even darker than before, the red spreading to the tips of his ears and down his neck beneath his choker. Before anyone could say another word, however, he jumped up from Dazai’s lap to storm over to the nearest window and wrench it open. “Stupid—fucking—ability user!” he shrieked as he launched himself over the sill. “Forget this ever happened!”
Then he glowed dark crimson with his ability and leapt away into the sky, vanishing over the rooftops of Yokohama.
In the aftermath, Dazai cautiously picked himself up from the floor, dusting off his waistcoat with an expression of disdain. “Such a messy slug, leaving without so much as an explanation,” he sniffed, and wrangled his chair back upright so he could sit once again. Before long, a sly look crossed his face. “Say, Kunikida-kun, since I’ve just been injured in an altercation with the Port Mafia, surely I don’t have to work anymore today—?”
“You’re perfectly fine!” Kunikida snapped, though not before checking over Dazai’s condition carefully. “…Still, that was peculiar. What do you suppose happened to him?”
Dazai shrugged, kicking his feet back up onto the desk once more. “Who knows?” he sighed. “The Port Mafia comes across all sorts of abilities in the course of their dealings. I expect the slug found himself up against some manner of teleportation-type gifted, that’s all. Though why he would wind up teleporting here specifically, I don’t kn—”
Before Dazai could finish his sentence, they heard another loud POP, and Chuuya once more appeared out of nowhere to drop straight down onto Dazai’s lap. This time, though still caught off guard, Dazai managed to remain upright in his chair by grabbing hold of Chuuya’s waist to steady him.
The pair stared at each other for a long, stunned moment, both equally nonplussed.
Chuuya broke out of it first and buried his face in his hands, letting out a low hiss of frustration. “Are you fucking serious,” he said into his palms, slightly muffled. “Every single time?”
Dazai grinned, sensing blood in the water. “Gotten yourself into a fix, have you hatrack?” he said innocently.
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