#god i haven’t written interview-style stuff since the fuckin tormund ellis neopian times series LMFAOOOO

[lockawayknight]

CHARACTER INTERVIEW

Tagged by: @ashes-of-omelas !! ty ty tav (and lothric ofc)💕

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REAL NAME:

[He looks off to the side and scowls a bit before answering, as if the truth is something he wishes it weren’t.]

“My name is Creighton, knight of Mirrah.”

Well, sure, that’s your title, but what about a family name? Are the rumours true that you are Lothian’s heir?

“Go fuck yourself.”

Noted! Next question.

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SINGLE OR TAKEN:

“Very much taken... even though he don’t act like it half the time...” [He snorts as he says this.]

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ABILITIES OR POWERS:

[He offers a shrug before answering.]

“My only power is power. If you’re askin’ about sorceries or enchantments or some other such rubbish, then we got nothin’ to talk about. All I need is my skill and my axe.”

But doesn’t your axe have inherent electrical properties which you can control? Doesn’t that count as a magical power, like some kind of electromancy?

[He looks mildly distraught by this realisation, and wholly surprised. Maybe there’s a hint of epiphany in there, too, but not at all a painless one.]

... Uh, sorry, let’s just move on.

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EYE COLOUR:

“Blue.”

...Just plain blue? What shade?

“Hmph. Pate likes to call it baby blue.” [He rolls his (baby blue) eyes with this addition.]

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HAIR COLOUR:

“White.”

Is it naturally white?

“Mmhm, yeah, since I was born.”

So it’s not from stress or age or anything?

“Hah. Surprisingly, no... Though I bet if I’d been born with any different colour, it woulda gone white by now since dealin’ with Pate’s bullshit for so damn long.” [Yet another eyeroll comes with this answer, too.]

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FAMILY MEMBERS:

[He offers a horridly cold glare in lieu of any answer at all.]

... Alrighty then, we’ll just jot that down as a “no comment.”

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PETS:

[He perks up significantly at this question. Seems we’ve got an animal lover here, folks!]

“We’ve got quite a few pets at home with us in Irithyll, actually! We’ve had all a’ them since back when we were living in Drangleic...

“First critter we ever kept was a crystal lizard, one a’ those bastard red ones what like to blow the hell up on ya. Little bugger was skitterin’ around outside our window for ages, but never managed to light its fuse, or however the hell they work. Still hasn’t, though he sure does try when he gets right pissed at us.” [He taps a finger to his chin.] “Honestly can’t quite remember how he went from bein’ an outside nuisance to an inside guest, but I’m sure it was my fault, heh.

“Ah, then there was the li’l spider what lived in one of our closets for ages. Such a tiny little thing back then; think she grew to see us more like roommates. Never took a nip at us, but sure got a mouthful of anyone else who tried to break in, hah!

“Last is my little rabbit... thing... Hell, I dunno what she actually is, but she’s a rotten ugly little bastard. Picked her up in Eleum Loyce. Pate was right pissed when I got her home, but I think he’s warmed up to her a bit...”

A rabbit from Eleum Loyce...? Oh dear, Creighton, you couldn’t possibly mean one of those nightmarish, fangy icicle creatures, could you?

[He narrows his eyes.] “Mind your fuckin’ manners, ya prick. She’s got fangs, but she ain’ got spines. I think she was... born wrong, or somethin’. She’s all skin with little patches of nasty fluff here an’ there. Took her home from the snowfield cos she was gettin’ bullied by the other rabbits. Not a nightmare. Watch your damned tongue.”

Oh! Oh, that’s very sweet, actually! I take it back, and please give her a smooch for me.

“Heh. Will do.”

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SOMETHING THEY DON’T LIKE:

“Everythin’ pisses me off.”

Uh... care to elaborate? Maybe a top ten list, or something like that?

“No.”

Fair!

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HOBBIES/ACTIVITIES:

“Eh, I do whatever I can to keep my skills in combat sharp. Invasions with the Fingers, mostly, nowadays. Back home in Drangleic, I used to duel in ol’ Titchy Gren’s little arena, an’ before that worked for the Rat King takin’ out intruders in the burrows below Majula. Anythin’ to keep my blade honed, y’know.”

Ooh, don’t you also draw? I’ve heard rumours that you draw.

“...”

...Right, nevermind.

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EVER HURT ANYONE BEFORE:

[He laughs horridly loudly, near-maniacally, in lieu of a proper response. Er, suppose that answers the question well enough.]

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ANIMAL THAT REPRESENTS THEM:

[It takes a while for the laughter from the previous question to die out, but once it does — and with a quick reiteration of the new question — he soon turns almost grimly pensive.]

“Mm... I’ve always felt a certain connection with stags.”

Oh, like on your tabard! Any particular reason?

[His expression darkens.] “Mm... somethin’ to do with bein’ treated like a trophy, and hunted for it. Given titles what seal your fate. Stags never asked to be symbols of beauty and power, y’know. Humans called them tha’, then hunted ‘em for it. I’s not the stags’ fault they’re being hunted. They just want to live.” [...] “S’pose that... resonates with how Mirrah’s knighthood felt. Havin’ the damned du Lothian name. Bein’ an heir to a legacy I never wanted, an’ ‘ave been tryin’ to run from since as long as I can remember.” [...] “I don’t want to think about it anymore.”

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WORST HABITS:

“I’m just fuckin’ angry.”

I mean... that’s not really a habit, though, is it?

“Hmph. I’m angry enough often enough that it might as well be.”

Ah, valid!

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ROLE MODELS:

[His expression turns grimly dark again. He offers no answer but a cold glare.]

[If, however, the implications of his heritage in Mirrah’s Order — and relationship to a certain shieldless warrior of Forossa — is to be believed, it might be easier to guess the answer than one might think.]

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SEXUAL ORIENTATION:

[He looks a bit taken aback by the question, though it soon settles into a flustered sort of embarrassment. Seems like someone’s romance shy!]

“Mmph... I’ve only ever fancied men... but tha’s none a’ your fuckin’ business, you nit. Fuck off.”

Works for me!

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THOUGHTS ON MARRIAGE AND CHILDREN:

“Hm. To be honest with ya’, I never really thought much of anythin’ about marriage or romance ‘til I met Pate, then it, ah... sorta became a dream, I suppose, eheh.”

Glad the marriage is happy! Do you think you and Pate will ever have kids, then?

[A certain grimness crosses his face again, though this time its roots are very clearly in melancholy’s soil. He thinks for a very long time before answering.]

“‘M not fit to be a parent. Kids deserve better parents than I could ever be.” [...] “Or that I ever got.” [...] “S’pose I just... don’t trust myself enough to not fuck things up and ruin someone’s life, heh...” [He nods resignedly after saying this.]

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STYLE PREFERENCE:

“Wha’, like clothing? Eh, whatever’s practical. Definitely prefer mail to plate, though. Also prefer to keep my overall form a bit obscured for the sake a’ disorientation. S’why I always like a cloak and tabard.”

What about at home, though? What’s a casual outfit for you look like?

[A light shrug.] “Anythin’ warm, really. We live in the bloody Boreal Valley, after all. I need layers.” [He taps a finger against his chin again.] “Heh, Pate’s always got some shit t’say about how much clothing I’ve somehow gathered over the years. Wha’s a’ matter with bein’ cozy, though, eh?”

I couldn’t agree more!

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APPROACH TO FRIENDSHIPS:

[He rolls his eyes so aggressively at the question, dragging a hand down his face to boot, that he throws his head back slightly. The sigh he gives soon afterwards is more of a groan.]

“Gods, I’m too bloody gullible... I give far too much a’ myself to people who don’t fuckin’ deserve it. Never thought tryin’ to be honourable would get me bit in the arse so goddamn much...”

Oh worm. What would you say is the pattern, then? Like, step by step, how do friendships for you develop?

“Mm, somethin’ like... quick to make a judgement a’ character, then quick to trust and protect if they seem nice...

“... Then even quicker to kill ‘em if they make me look stupid. I’ve no more patience for games.”

Terrifying answer! Let’s continue.

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THOUGHTS ON PIE:

[He gives an over-exaggerated shrug. Suppose that means overall indifference.]

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FAVOURITE DRINK:

[Another shrug.] “Anythin’ that gives me enough energy to get through the work of the day... or strong enough to get me fuckin’ smashed, heh.”

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FAVOURITE PLACE TO SPEND TIME AT:

“Eh, I’m jus’ a boring old man these days. I just like to spend time at home with Pate an’ any friends who stop by.” [He bats a hand, then sighs.] “I spent far too much of my life just... wanderin’. No place ever felt safe back in Drangleic, or like a real home, or anythin’ like tha’. ‘M just glad to have a nice place to live.”

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SWIM IN THE LAKE OR IN THE OCEAN:

[His eyes go wide in sudden realisation.]

“Y’know wha’...? I never even thought to go swim in the ocean before... Hah, all those years I’d spent lookin’ over the sea below Majula, but never once thought about touchin’ the waters...” [...] “S’pose that’d be my answer, then. Swim in the ocean. Heh, somethin’ to try before the fire fades, eh?”

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THEIR TYPE:

[Ah, there’s that familiar, murderous glare again! Best not to press the question. Besides, it’s probably safe to assume the answer can be summed up as: Pate.]

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CAMPING OR INDOORS:

“Indoors.”

Yeesh, what a firm answer. You really hate camping so much?

“Hmph. Like I said already, I wasted too much of my bloody life out wanderin’ alone. ‘Camping’ is just another fuckin’ word for being cold out in the woods. Fuck tha’. I want to be home in bed.”

Y’know what? That’s a mood.

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Tagging: @infected-at-birth (for pate), @imitationknight, & @catsbreads (for grim & rundola)!!