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"Yes I am. Over twenty years now.."

The next character is divorced.

"Divorce? I think you mean an unbinding, citizen. I am not, for I am an arm of The God-Emperor's might, and a Son of Sanguinius. May you bask eternally in the light of The Emperor"

the person below doesn'tlike seafood

"Have you seen the stuff they they pull out of the radioactive slag that used to be the seas? Once you've seen a beached Kraken in a death embrace with a rusted nuclear submarine, and their of roughly equal size, you realize that you're much better off away from the shore. No way I eat anything that lives in the sea. What kind of psycho would?"

The person below does like seafood.

Alois purred, "Fish and chips are my favorite food."
"Gosh, how can anyone not like seafood?!" Alois leaned back in his chair, kicking his boots up onto the table that was somehow in the forum game.......

"The person below is a big stick in the mud, or rather, is considered one by others. They might not think it themselves." Alois smirked, hoping to cause drama it appeared.

"I am not a big stick in the mud!" Gabriel crossed his arms, annoyed.
His friends could beg to differ.

The person below studies a lot

Well, yeah. Books and I are meant to be.

The person below is afraid of height.

I'm a pilot, height is my old friend.

The person below doesn't like pasta.

It's true, pasta is simply too slimy for me.

The person below me is scared of touching those fuzzy bathroom rugs that people seem to be obsessed with.

"Is it unreasonable to want to feel hard, cool tile over the bathroom? If not, bite me."

The person below me has a collection of those t-shirts with cheesy sayings printed on them.

"How did you know? Yes.... I'm a cheesy t-shirt collector slut. Currently wearing my red Bernie Sanders in the cold wearing mittens shirt, though it does have some dark stains on it from where I spilled my coffee this morning."


The character below is ... wearing a t-shirt that is much too small for them.

AS CHRIS:
"Well! I'm wearing a blue shirt that's too small for me, length-wise." Chris tugged gently at his blue shirt.

"Buuut, I wear my black, turtleneck tanktop underneath it so it's not a problem. Plus, it looks badass!" Chris mischievously grinned.

The character below really likes candy.

"Did someone mention... SUGAR?" Azumi said as she chased her tails repeatedly "Gimme, gimme, GIMME!"

She laughed like a little gremlin. Speaking of...

The character below this nuisance of a fox is a gremlin as well

BOOM! His trusty cannon blew a hole in a nearby wall. "Guilty as charged!" Shochu said after he peered his head inside the giant hole.

The character below can't even cook to save their life.

Fumiko scratching her head, chuckling nervously. "I may be a mechanical genius... but.. uh.. I may or may not have given my little brother Kaiza food poisoning on accident while trying to cook for him when Mama was away for a bit..." She stares at the stove with fear in her eyes.


The character below has a unique skill only they possess

A single, glowing eye opens as if waking from deep sleep. The gaunt pup lays on the ground for a few more minutes before letting out a yawn. He suddenly is sitting upright somehow...without shifting...yet he's leaning against the eerie tree behind him, playing with the lantern earring on his left ear.

"...Not even the dead know of another with skill I have..."

He yawns and slinks back to the ground, settling in for another nap.

The character below likes an unusual food.

"I do indeed enjoy a good fried rat. Not too much else to eat these days." He pauses to think for a moment,
"The person below me has a bad taste in music"

"I wouldn't think I do. But everyone thinks someone else has a bad taste in something, don't they?"

The character below is a mercenary, whether it be usual or unusual circumstances.

"If it can be blown up by my baby, consider the job done," Shochu said with a smirk. He was sitting on the ground, cleaning his cannon with a rag.

”Right on, we’ll be takin’ the previous bloke’s part, then,” grumbled Zaide, eyeing Shochu with a lowered brows and a high-held nose. To his side, his half-brother Orin erupted into snorty laughter. ”Tssk, since when did you care so much ‘bout the rules of a game?” he chuckled, playfully launching his knuckles into the back of Zaide’s arm. The taller Kiandros didn’t budge. He glared down at his ginger-tufted kin with similar disdain. ”Anyway, uh- yeah, that’s us! We’re mercs too!” Perky and bright-eyed, Orin moved to the center of attention, fists on his hips as he preached their sheer awesomeness to the unsuspecting invisible crowd. ”Zaide en’ me are so on the more violent side of things, we’ve done hired soldierin’ gigs before, en’ we know our way around our respective guns.” ⠀ ⠀ As he spoke, two additional Kiandri emerged from the shadows: one fiery-haired and tiny, and the other gray and hulking, like a rock. ”Radge over here’s our tech nut. He’s more of a pro with computers en’ the like. Jumbo on the other hand is’a real all-‘rounder. Bouncer en’ intimidation gigs are his kinde thing.” ⠀ ⠀ There came a gentle huff from the towering houndman, and he tapped his shovel-sized hand on Orin’s shoulder. ”Oh, right. En’ he can cook a mean stew, too.” There. What better advertisement could a heap of ragtag mercenaries ask for, eh? The character below is absolutely helpless when it comes to computers, or technology in general. We’re talking worse-than-the-average-Boomer-with-a-smartphone kind of helpless.

"Alright, alright, you caught a weakness of mine.

This thing is a nightmare to use, i have to bother Bough with that, at this point, he will never sleep anymore."





The character below have a sweet-tooth for pastries.