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"Well... I was 'eighteen' when I discovered beer had alcohol in it. I just thought it was a fizzy bitter soda that made me feel good in an odd way."

"If you found yourself in a dark city street at 2AM in a bad part of town, what would you do?"

"Are you kiddin'? That's easy! I'd keep walkin', goin' about my business like nothin' is wrong."

The little devil cracks all of her knuckles, both sets of arms performing in complete unison. "Here's the thing! It's pretty easy to not worry about how bad that side of town is, if you're the worst thing to run into! And it's always dark at 2AM; helps hide you from anyone who's lookin' to stick their nose where it doesn't belong- Cops, people with guns, crazy ol' drug addicts, whatever."

Mixie shrugs her shoulders. "It's all about makin' sure they know who the apex predator is! And trust me, even the sketchiest scumbag is gonna look like a friendly little puppy when I'm in town. Heh..."


"If you're in danger, do you prefer to fight back, or run away?"

"I would most certainly run away! I'm not a very good fighter nor do I even like violence of the sort....It's the reason why I lost my father. I would definitely scratch, bite, scream and do anything in my power to hurt them if danger ever got a hold of me but that's about it..."

Would you rather be feared by everyone but have no friends or love, or loved and liked by everyone but treated as if you were absolutely no danger and no respect?

"If everyone loves Ziktia and Ziktia loves Master, then everyone loves Master!" the fox-creature babbles cheerfully, "Hands rake fur and make skull drums, whispers and pity and pretty little wretch, all trusting all loving never fearing. Talk with me, walk with me, sing love and take me home, my home, where the glare of stars and songs of granite countertops let the pathetic girl pin and spin and frisk and filet. Blood and flesh tasting of their unraveling steel bones and flowing falling, tumbling into the pit. Master grows from them, of them, into them, closer to waking, walking, writhing, and tearing it all to beginning."

A sharp-toothed grin spreads across her snout before she concludes, "And nobody would ask Ziktia where the loss came from, and in their grief, loving, caring, they all trust and follow. Harmless Ziktia, step by step, feet in prints, into the throat of all things." She lets out the happy sigh of a blissful daydreamer, reveling in this fantasy.

Ziktia twitches, spasms, and writhes for a moment before "she" asks the next question, tone, cadence, and feel of her voice all changed, and her eyes rolled back so far that their vessels tear and begin to bleed. The same throat speaks words from a different mind, one both ancient and immeasurable. As Ziktia's body speaks, it feels as though tendrils reach out to touch whoever dares listen to her Master's question, and a sensation of being watched crawls up one's spine. "For what, if offered, would you surrender thought, memory, and identity, leaving your body and soul behind for another to wield as they see fit? More simply, less correctly, what is the price of your mind?"

“Hmm…. Well, I can give you a piece of it for free. Don’t tempt me.”

What would you do if you lost consciousness somewhere you weren’t familiar?

The Emperor chuckled lowly at the girl's question, raising his head back as if trying to suppress a larger comedic roar of arrogance, trying to appear humble in front of the damsel.

"It is impossible to render me unconsciousness my dear. No being in existence is able to do such a thing to me. But I suppose if it did happen.... I would simply awake from my slumber, grab my divine bow and carry on with my conquering and slaughtering. Everything fears me...but I fear nothing."

"And if my celestial bow was missing..." Karna grinned venomously "I would grab the neck of the perpetrator, and break it until I hear each of their seven bones crack under my force. I would relish seeing the rat's legs shaking helplessly about before coming to a halt as I watch their soul leave their eyes."

"What would you do, if one of your closest friends betrayed you?"

With one arm leaning on the wooden fence board outlining his farm land Alex paused for a moment...The man asked him a rather serious question as he pondered for a moment.

"Well sir...To be honest with ya...If that was to happen I'd feel rather blue...Ya know...Just like Ice shooting through my heart cause I take my friendships seriously...I'd have to ask myself where I went wrong...What I did...could there be anything to do to fix that friendship...And more so ask why...Why do such hurt?"

He sighed a bit looking down his boot moving a small rock near the fence post.

"Not like it ain't happen before but dog gone....I ain't one to go an pick fights..."

He then turned to the next person staring at him.

"So...Gotta ask...What are you looking for in life? What is it you desire most?"

The automaton's silver LED eyes paused in thought for a while. "Perhaps the thing I'm looking for most in life is to learn why I was made in the way I was, despite what my original programming was designed to be."

"I ask you, what do you wish people understood about you?"

"Hmm ... that I am a nice guy! Really, I mean sure I am a soldier, and I may seem scary. But I am nice!
I swear, there is no reason to be scared of me. I will not hurt anyone.
People always see me and become intimidated. Then, they see my face and run scared.
Sure I am shark, but that doesn't make me a mean shark!?"

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"If you could relive your life to fix one bad thing, would you?"

“I would. I’d go back to my college days in Austin and not go to that party where I met Ramon.” Rebecca thought about it and wondered how different life would have been had she not got entangled with the prick.

If you saw someone walking in front of you drop a $100 bill, would you…

… let it blow away and forget about it?
… pick it up and keep it?
… pick it up and give it back to the person?

"I'd call it Kharma and keep it if its some ignorant on their phone.
If it was someone elderly, I'd make sure they get it back.
If the wind grabs it, I'd let go on its merry way."

Do you like the aroma of coffee in the morning?

OOC I’d just be hovering 5cm of the ground to get closest as possible to that aroma dispensing brew and sigh of pure happiness, I love coffee aroma.
IC Lizbeth doesn’t drink coffee, this would make her jump around on the ceiling


Is there someone that you would just love to smack down, I mean really slap that he or she would turn around three times and kiss the wall like hitting a bus ? Knowing that you’re a peaceful person, not a psychopath

"Oh that is so easy...Yes! but being a gentleman I shall keep that persons name secret..."

Looking around his eyes sharpened.

"Have you ever questioned why you were created?"

"Oh yes, many times. still not sure why."

Are you cat-friendly?

Absolutely, Iryssian war lions are the pride of our lands, they're invaluable companions.



What is your biggest green flag in someone else ?

Green flag? Love this question. It would be that they like dogs, and my dog likes them.



How do you decide when it’s time to bring a love interest around family and friends?

Mm. I don't have family, but if I did, I'll bring someone to meet my love interest to meet my family if I was serious about my future with them.

Are you a cat person or a dog person?

Cat person. I was raised by cat people, and I understand them.
I did allow myself to own one dog in my early adulthood. She was incredible and when she passed when she was seven from organ failure, it broke me so hard it felt like I lost a child. I am too scared to own another.



Do you have an irrational fear, if so explain?

He took in a deep breath before looking upward. "Mermaids" he held up a hand as if to stave off any possible incoming jokes "I know. A Marine afraid of mermaids. Utter nonsense. I know. They just creep me out. They got that voice and they sing, just to kill and eat men. Then they have those fishy bodies....yeah, to hell with rules of engagement. If I see one and I have my weapon, I'm opening fire"



Do you enjoy gardening?

I used to, for that wretched Beaumont. I didn't enjoy it. Gardening requires patience. I haven't been known to have any.

If you could have something, anything, what would it be?