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Fanci Feathers Marans said:
(Hello, non-humans. I will be gone this evening, so here's some stuffs. Please no escape/rescue yet because I have other things to show you, first. @Laodicia is in charge for tonight. After that, I have no idea.)
(Okay, every one was filed into separate cells until brought up for questioning. Their fingerprints and weapons were taken, along with blood samples, and mugshots. I think these can help you develop your character a little better, and give me a little bit about what motivates them. Interrogation room has a one-way window, speakers, with two squeaky metal chairs and table. The interrogator is a shapeshifter, and greets each person with a face she thinks will get the most response.)
(Questions everyone gets asked:
Do you know who this is? *picture of the dead guy* How do you know them/ where you not here last night? *picture of decrepit apartment complex* Do you consider last night's events normal? Why or why not? What were the situations surrounding your detainment? Do you know who this is? *picture of a random guy* )

(And we have character development questions.)

(Breyer:
What is the one thing that happened in your life that made you feel weak? If you had one day to live, what would you do? What is the worst you've been injured or sick? What really annoys you?)

(Nutmeg:
What is something you are self-conscious about? What irrational fears do you have? What do you hope your last words to be? If you were put in solitary confinement for six months, what would you do to stay sane? When people look at you, what do they see? What keeps you up at night?

(Mikki:
What do you think of this group of 'heroes'? Which person do you wish you were closer to? Why? What do you measure success in -money, family, children, career, happiness, ect.- Have you found it with this group? What pets did you have growing up? What were their names? What is something you would never do again?)

(Calynn:
Do you feel you were sheltered as a child? Why or why not? How did yesterday's events affect you? Do you travel at all? What is your greatest regret? On what occasions do you lie? Did you enjoy school? Why or why not? Who had the most influence on you growing up?)

(Sammy:
How is school going? Do you get good grades? Why is that, do you think? Are you ready to become an adult? What were you doing in that apartment at the time of your detainment? Would you like to receive training for your skills? Why or why not? What scares you? Who do you hate? What is your strongest childhood memory? Why is it important?)

(Tayn:
What three words would others use to describe you? Then why did you do what you did last night? Would you have done this differently? If so, how? What is your current occupation? Do your employers know about this incident? Describe your relationship with your mother. What would she think of you now?)

(Ash:
Have you been detained before? By whom? Do you feel wrongfully accused? Who are your friends? Do you have a best friend? What do you value most in them? If you died or went missing, who would miss you? What makes you happy? What makes you mad?)

(Taylor:
How would you define your skills? Don't you find them unnerving? Why or why not? When was the first time you were frightened by something you did? Tell me about a time you faced rejection. Now, what do you feel is wrong, but sounds right?)

(Farren:
Why did you return to the scene of the crime? It must have been important, tell me about it. How would you describe your childhood? What is the most evil thing you have done? What is the one thing you would like to be remembered for after your death?)

(River:
Where were you born? Who taught you to fight? Are you close to your family? Do you consider yourself the leader of this group? Why or why not? Name 3 things you are good at. Name 3 things you are bad at. How would you like to die, if you could choose? What does friendship mean to you?)

(Aero:
Who did you want to be when you grew up? Did you ever suspect you would wind up here? Do you trust anyone to protect you? Who and why? What if that person were taken away? What did you think of Farren's shadows? Are you afraid of the dark, bat? Where do you see yourself in 5 years?)

(Finely:
What are you doing, hanging around with this group? Shouldn't you have a job? Do you have a criminal record- don't argue just... yes or no. Are you able to kill?)
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~Ash flipped her hands over and over again on the table, the sound resonating as lifelessly as the barely lit room itself. A cold drop of sweat beaded at every pore, and it took everything she had not to be constantly wiping her hands across her face to dismiss the moisture of a fear that longed to instead erupt into a scream. She nearly leapt to her feet as the single door to the confining room swung open and in walked... Tayn.
Ash nearly broke down into an ugly sobbing heap on the floor. She flung the squeaky old chair out of the way and rushed forward, letting herself catch in Tayn's arms and swung herself into a weak embrace. "Oh, Tayn," she sobbed, so uncertain as to what emotion exactly she was feeling right now that she just chalked them all up to a storm. Her legs beginning to crumple beneath her as she let Tayn hold her, her voice began to hitch even more as she breathed in her sister's... disinfected scent? Odd..."You'll never know..." Ash's words caught in her throat as she was suddenly deprived of support and dumped on the floor. She sat there, her legs splayed out, utterly diffident and momentarily incapable of reacting.
She looked up to find her sister neatly brushing herself off, and, with a cold glare at Ash, seated herself in the cushy chair on the opposing side of the colorless desk. "Compose yourself before you join me," she muttered in a bloodchilling monotone, taking out a clipboard and uncapping an ink pen before furiously writing something.
As froze as numbing realization colonized over her heart.
This isn't Tayn.~
 
HeavensHens88 said:
~Ash flipped her hands over and over again on the table, the sound resonating as lifelessly as the barely lit room itself. A cold drop of sweat beaded at every pore, and it took everything she had not to be constantly wiping her hands across her face to dismiss the moisture of a fear that longed to instead erupt into a scream. She nearly leapt to her feet as the single door to the confining room swung open and in walked... Tayn.
Ash nearly broke down into an ugly sobbing heap on the floor. She flung the squeaky old chair out of the way and rushed forward, letting herself catch in Tayn's arms and swung herself into a weak embrace. "Oh, Tayn," she sobbed, so uncertain as to what emotion exactly she was feeling right now that she just chalked them all up to a storm. Her legs beginning to crumple beneath her as she let Tayn hold her, her voice began to hitch even more as she breathed in her sister's... disinfected scent? Odd..."You'll never know..." Ash's words caught in her throat as she was suddenly deprived of support and dumped on the floor. She sat there, her legs splayed out, utterly diffident and momentarily incapable of reacting.
She looked up to find her sister neatly brushing herself off, and, with a cold glare at Ash, seated herself in the cushy chair on the opposing side of the colorless desk. "Compose yourself before you join me," she muttered in a bloodchilling monotone, taking out a clipboard and uncapping an ink pen before furiously writing something.
As froze as numbing realization colonized over her heart.
This isn't Tayn.~
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:eek:love it!)
 

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