#ic questionnaire

[frenchxie]

► GENERAL INFORMATION

FULL NAME & ALIAS: jean-paul duchamp aka frenchie CURRENT TEAM(S): none PREVIOUS ALIASES: none AGE: 41 SPECIES: human MULTIVERSAL ORIGIN: mcu

GENDER IDENTITY: male (he/him) SEXUALITY:  gay NATIONALITY:  french ETHNICITY: chilean / spanish

► APPEARANCE

FACE CLAIM: pedro pascal SPECIAL / RECOGNIZABLE FEATURES: that beautiful mustache of his HAIR COLOR: brown EYE COLOR: brown ACCENT: french CURRENT COSTUME: tactical gear like this or this while on the job, or just chilling like this

► BACKGROUND

CURRENT HOME: nyc, but he has safe houses scattered around the world that he uses when he needs to PAST OCCUPATION: trained to be a chef, then joined the french foreign legion before choosing to leave CURRENT OCCUPATION: mercenary / owner of L’uomo Francese (The Frenchman) which is an italian restaurant— and a front for his mercenary work SNAP STATUS: survived

► RELATIONS

SIBLING(S): none PARTNER(S): he dated someone while in the legion, but it ended badly. that’s the only serious relationship he’s ever had. CHILDREN: none PARENT(S): andres and elisa duchamp

► HEADCANONS/FUN FACTS

he prefers to be called ‘frenchie’. there are a very select few people he’s comfortable with calling him by his real name.

he’s been best friends with marc spector ever since they met almost 20 years ago. the two of them became partners and frenchie was there when marc was “killed” before becoming moon knight. they’re still partners, even if it’s different now.

frenchie’s been in love with marc ever since they met, even though he knows nothing will ever happen between them. he’s never told him.

frenchie went to culinary school after secondary school (high school) and then joined the french foreign legion. he trained to become a pilot while he was there for those years, and he left because of the treatment he received after coming out as gay. he met marc a few months later.

he grew up in a town near the alps in france. he doesn’t visit often, even though he misses his parents. they don’t know about his real job (mercenary work) and think he’s just in the restaurant business— he finds it hard to lie to them, but it keeps them safe.

he’s happy to have settled down a bit in nyc. having a restaurant is something he always dreamed about but never thought he would have. he still gets to do what he’s good at, he gets to be near his best friend, and now he gets to use his culinary skills. it’s not a bad place to be.

frenchie knew about jake, but didn’t tell marc. and marc never told frenchie about steven. now that everything is out in the open, they’re working through it. but it was all a shock at first.

► WANTED CONNECTIONS

none

[noirsocialism]

► GENERAL INFORMATION

FULL NAME & ALIAS: Peter B. Parker, though he prefers, “Spider-Man" when it comes to anything relating to the time spent under the mask.

CURRENT TEAM(S): None currently, none previously.

PREVIOUS ALIASES: None, he started with Spider-Man, and he’ll go to the grave as such.

AGE: 40s (He prefers people to take their own shot, and just nods along to whatever they give.)

Species: Human Mutate; cursed with his powers by the supernatural entity he refers to as the, “Spider-God.”

MULTIVERSAL ORIGIN: Earth-90214

GENDER IDENTITY: Cisgender Male (He/Him)

SEXUALITY:  Straight, although from the time he comes from anything else wasn’t exactly legal or spoken, so he could find himself potentially changing that answer as he goes along.

NATIONALITY:  American

ETHNICITY: Ashkenazi Jewish

► APPEARANCE

FACE CLAIM: Cillian Murphy

SPECIAL / RECOGNIZABLE FEATURES: Facial hair constantly on his face, raging from a Five o’ Clock shadow from a recent shave no one seems to ever catch brand new, or a full beard covering his face that is… Pretty strange, when compared to other peters.

HAIR COLOR: Extremely dark brown, almost entirely black without light.

EYE COLOR: The exact same as his hair.

ACCENT: New York, except with a bassier tone and grizzled edges, almost like listening to the pops and crackles of old films with the exact same voice always found within.

CURRENT COSTUME: This multilayered, moon-lit version from Spider Man Noir (2020) #2’s cover.

► BACKGROUND

CURRENT HOME: New York City, Present Day, currently sleeping on rooftops and alleys with the fellow homeless; trying to get a job, but finding it difficult with his current situation.

PAST OCCUPATION: Private Detective and Vigilante, New York City, 1950s.

CURRENT OCCUPATION: Vigilante, although it doesn’t pay well.

SNAP STATUS: “The Snap? Well, I’ve been one to swing by a Jazz club now and then, I’ve got the groove to follow a good rhythm and get someone’s attention. Why’d ya ask?”

► RELATIONS

SIBLING(S): None that he’s aware of.

PARTNER(S): He had some relationships with the Felicia Hardy of his world, but those didn’t last for the trouble that constantly encircles him, so he’s currently ridin’ solo.

CHILDREN: NO!

PARENT(S): Uncle Ben and Aunt May were the ones that raised him, but Mary and Richard Parker, his parents, died long enough ago that he can barely remember their faces.

► HEADCANONS/FUN FACTS

-Peter B. Parker of Earth-90214, is not a Scientist, unlike the other versions of himself. If you handed the man anything relating from calculus, to geometry, to even the simplest version of the periodic table; he would just hand it back to you, and explain that it isn’t anything he gets. Now, whether you’d like to believe that it was because he was never exposed to it growing up, that the time he lived through just meant a lot of the wildly taught information of the 20th century hadn’t even been discovered yet, or the fact that a poor kid who didn’t have a single friend on the Lower East Side wanted nothing to do with the high-intensity social hierarchy that is school at any learning level.

Now, with that in mind, there’s something else important to note. That being, his relationship, thoughts, and views on the entity he refers to as, the “Spider-God.” So, while he’s never been a scientist, beyond a few cultural aspects of his upbringing, he was never religious either. He knew that people around him prayed to all sorts of Gods, that it brought them comfort, a way to see a path down the road to something brighter, family in the others that viewed the same way or agreed that all ways of seeing the light to a better world was right, it was… It wasn’t for him, though. There was always a nagging feeling in the back of his head, even from a young age, that seeing something was the only thing to get him to believe in it. He could see that people felt they had been met with a powerful force, but it never got to the coldness of his reality for him to join in their beliefs. But, he did see that there were problems in the world. He saw that putting your trust in people, people putting their trust in you, going along with things without questioning it; it got you hurt. Without facts, without evidence he could touch, see, smell, hear, hell- Taste, it wasn’t for him.

Then, he watched as someone opened something, unearthed a force that should’ve been unearthed again. Revealed to the night sky after what should’ve been an eternity, was instead only a couple of centuries. Peter had proof that day that things unnatural did exist. He could accept that. Then, the thousand legged, blacker than an lightless expanse, suffocating force of a little bug… Bit another man. At the time, he didn’t know fully what that man had done in his life to deserve the piercing screams that howled from his lungs, the foam that ripped his mouth into separate halves as it poured from his throat, and sent him falling to the ground; but, Peter guessed it was enough.

He knew that even a little bug could kill a man in an instant. A fact, now that he had seen it… Then, it bit him… After that, when he pulled himself from inky black webs he had been encased in during a brief moment of unconsciousness, he accepted that supernatural forces had to be real. He met one. It was shaped like a Spider that was larger than a tank, thousands of teeth each bigger than his entire body, eyes the size of his head that devoured every inch of his form until he was left with nothing else, a voice that could shake cities until they crumbled down; and, it said it’d curse him with great power for not being of evil intent. Sure, it could’ve been a hallucination. But, when those same webs can expel themselves from his wrist, and it crawls back to him in his dreams every night to remind him of a deal he never shook on? Gods are real. Maybe not the ones everyone has been saying were, but a few had to be.

-A slightly more fun fact, still related to the last, is that his body makes his webs! Unlike most other spider people, his webs come out of his arm in an inky black, similarly sticky, yet slimy texture. He also, still setting himself from the other Peters, doesn’t often swing on his webs. Originally, he never even tried, letting the ends slide through his grasp to wrap his opponents up while traveling the city on foot in his own version of web-crawling parkour. However, realizing that there were better ways to use everything he had, he learned how to instinctively grab the ends when he wanted to and sling himself across the city.

-Noir, a name that (will be) given to him by the various people in the new world he’s ended up in, sounds extremely similar to Humphrey Bogart! And, while this is a secret he keeps to himself, he actually did use that man’s films to practice for the voice he put on during the night- While, also, generally trying to match his bass in his day-to-day life! While then, it was a bit silly, it does set himself apart quite strangely from the way people talk in the current day and age of the 2020s.

-HE IS FROM THE 1930s-1950s. HE WAS NOT AROUND FOR A LOT. He knows nothing about Civil Rights, the fact being gay is no longer explicitly illegal, what LGBTQIA+ stands for beyond that a couple are vowels, and several, several, several other things. (He does implicitly support everything already listed, he just… Does not know it happened, or exists.) Although, he also missed out on a lot of technological improvements. The fact man went to the moon, computers in general, portable phones, the internet, OSHA guidelines and regulations- Hell, while he ran into some people that might be considered mutants on this Earth, that word didn’t exist where he came from! He got his powers from a “God”, and (something he knows nothing about) the only two other people with actual powers seem to be Daredevil and Black Cat. So, he is… BEHIND.

Also, he has begun to learn how to use a computer, abusing the one at the local library with random people often coming up to him thinking he’s an old man in distress… He is, but they think he’s either a lot older, or a bit more fucked up than he is.

-He smokes. I refuse the idea of a world where a man who lived through what he has wouldn’t pick up a horribly unhealthy habit in the climate of how cigarettes were spoken of during the time he lived. No. He smokes cigarettes, he drinks whiskey, neat, and makes horrible decisions for his body; although, due to the aforementioned curse from what he lovingly refers to as a god, it doesn’t do much but whittle down his psyche no matter how much good Peter claims it does. He also drinks a horrible amount of coffee to stay awake late into the night on dire investigations. Managing those three addictive substances would be impossible for most men, and utterly unfeasible for him as well. Although, due to the blind commitment and forgetfulness to remember his own body while seeking the newest justice for the people he has put everything on the line for, he often can still go numerous nights without the buffeting smoke of cigarettes, the drowning cascades of alcohol, or the wirey edge of caffeine strangling the sensible part of his brain begging for sleep; before noticing it’s been that long without it, and pulling another flask or pack from his jacket. This was also before he was pulled into the modern day, and should not be offered or referred to energy drinks of any kind. He won’t die, if bullets or the other things hurdling him to an early grave wouldn’t do him in either, but it won’t be a pretty sight. He might find another God, unrelated to the one he’s already entangled in the web of, and challenge it to a fist fight. Possibly winning.

-He has killed one man, the Vulture, for killing Uncle Ben and attempting to do the same to Aunt May. He has shot several, and carries around both Uncle Ben’s gun on him at all times, and two m1911s. While the m1911s sit comfortably in two hip holsters, rarely needing more than the one on his right, the pistol he stole from the chest of Uncle Ben’s war memorabilia sits tightly behind his vest. Noir doesn’t aim to kill often, agreeing with most that not everyone should die, but has found himself… Struggling, at times, to keep it leveled where it’d hurt. 

-Along with everything said above, and what might be futurely said below (hi future!) there is something I would like you to watch, if you have the time and you've made it this fair! This video, the original inspiration for what got to me to write Spider-Man Noir with Nicolas Cage doing the heavy lifting after, I feel like is an incredibly real, albeit extremely ruthless, representation of what his fighting style would progress into in his later years after literal decades of practice. I also just think the video is fun, interesting, and should be viewed by more people so they hopefully make more and work on bigger projects!

Favorite Type of Music

-Due to the poverty and low income life he lived his childhood in, most of his time was spent helping his Aunt at the community center she ran serving and making soup for the people in their area who did similarly or worse than them. He also spent similar, or even moreso, time helping his Uncle with almost anything he needed. From running errands for his Aunt with him in a beat up old truck that barely ran, to fixing the truck, to plumping, remodeling, and construction jobs around various apartments in the area for little cash or donations to their center to keep it running, and sometimes just playing with the other kids on their street; Peter had very little moments of ingesting music. There were snippets he can barely remember in his early years of catching a radio (Although, he preferred crime dramas) with something on, or seeing some men play instruments on the street for change, never entire bands. However, when he got older, either during vigilante work or the very little amount of high-end places he got in as a photographer or detective for a specific case, he did run into many Big Bands! Jazz Musicians, the collection of either multiple groups or just one that came like that, stuffed on a single stage in a cacophonous harmony of ear catching rhythm! And, while he was always on a mission or found them shutting off quickly upon his arrival, he did tap his feet while trying horrendously to dance on a blue moon. But, the day he got a TV and his own radio, he… Mostly kept them off, because he was busy.

Favorite Color

-You’d assume that the man, decked in head to toe in blacks, whites, all manners of gray, and the various shades of brown upon all of his clothes from the years of toiling in the exact same ones from day to night with rare washings would grow a fondness of those colors over others… And, you’d be right. His childhood was spent in clothes that often went an entire week or more being recycled without even touching any water apart from the droplets of rain or a puddle splashed on him by a passing car, his adulthood was spent in the shadows hugging dank walls until the moment to strike, and the sun rarely found him in the latter years as well; hard to be fond of the sun’s yellow gaze, when you never see it in your days.

Least Favorite Food

-Anything you need a “refined” and “rich” pallet to enjoy. He’s not looking to waste his cash on something that he has to stomach through, since everyone else says it's great. He’s fine eating burgers, eggs and ketchup, coffee, and egg creams until he dies. If you put a snail on his plate, he’ll look at you like you’re mad, and ask you why the hell you spent your money on it.

Biggest Pet Peeve

-The Rich. No, that’s the end of the thought, you’re not missing anything. Even if it wasn’t because he was raised on socialist ideals and strongly believes in them himself, a man with the sense like his can tell when a system is broke, and he sees that it is. They’re taxed the same as the working class, some of them never working a day in their life, can ignore the problems that they speak to want to fix because they never have to live in it, they funnel any money that is put to be spent wisely back into their own pockets with ease and without stoppage- They could kill a man dead in the streets, drag his corpse in their hand for a mile, and if they happen to have enough in their wallets not a damn thing will happen about it! If the system that is currently in place has easy fixes for rich people to piss away money they frankly don’t need, to pay less taxes that goes to the entire country for- What’s supposed to be good fucking use but doesn’t seem like it is- THEN THE SYSTEM IS BROKE!

It isn’t me, I swear, it's Peter that’s the socialist.

Greatest Fear

-Being ineffective. He doesn’t fear death, pain, suffering, ending up on a hospital bed for the rest of his life, or finding that his leg will never heal and he needs to lose it; none of that scares him. Peter fears the idea of living to see every avenue he’s pursued, every man he’s tried to stop, every way he’s tried to protect people, fail and gets worse while his body slowly decays. He stays awake at night thinking about the idea of him, in his bed, lying still, old age slowly dragging him into whatever lies next; and, being unable to stop it, yet still able to watch the city he only wanted to protect burn around him in the devilish fires of greed.

Best Friend

-None that are alive, or have enough self-awareness to be counted as such anymore.

Worst enemy

-Peter doesn’t have a worse enemy, because he’s killed all the ones who could count. The Vulture, the man that killed his Uncle Ben, was shot dead while he was trying to rip and tear his teeth into Aunt May. The Goblin was pulled away into a sewer tunnel by the body of Kraven piloted by dozens of spiders to, what Peter only guesses, to be his doom. Everyone else? Either in jail, unable to fight him anymore, or done with trying.

Favorite Holiday

-Thanksgiving. The community center his Aunt runs always gets the most donations around that time of the year, and sets up a giant feast for even more than the regulars to come in. It's… Nice. The one time of year he doesn’t have to worry as much, since everyone he cares about is around him. He just gets to breathe, smile, eat, and slowly realize that people who were there last time aren’t this year.

Favorite Animal

-Well, at this point, if he doesn't say Spiders or Cats someone is going to get mad at him.

Birthday

-August 27th, 1914. If he never was ripped from his own reality into the year of the Earth he is currently on and, instead, lived all of those years; he'd be 112.

► WANTED CONNECTION

cute women

[beary-eyed]

Goncharov School Project

Hi I am a year 11 student and I’m working on my Society and Culture Personal Interest Project (PIP) and my topic is community collaboration with Goncharov as an example. Any information you fill out will not be linked to your account and I have no idea who answers what. Please fill this out and thank you for the particpation. If you are on mobile you'll need to open the link in your browser.

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[witchthewriter]

𝐀𝐒𝐎𝐈𝐀𝐅 𝐐𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐞

From the lovely @agameofclothes. I thought I'd give it a crack - if anyone wants to reblog with their answers or make a separate post is all good! I would love to see your answers!

𝐖𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐇𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦? 

I have no idea, honestly. Probably wouldn't be from one of the big Houses :'). Let's just say that I'm one of the main characters ... so I'd want to be from House Targaryen, a long lost cousin.

𝐖𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝟓 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 (𝐑𝐨𝐛𝐛, 𝐑𝐞𝐧𝐥𝐲, 𝐉𝐨𝐟𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐲, 𝐁𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧, 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐬) 𝐝𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫? 

... None. They're terrible for the role as leader. They're all ... old mean men. Except for Renly and Joffrey. Renly is young and quite hopeful but has no ambition. Joffrey is young and awful.

However, if I were asked who I was loyal to - I would just say whoever, depends on where I am.

𝐅𝐚𝐯𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫? 

Cannot and will not choose just one. I love Sansa Stark so much. Her character development is absolutely admirable. From being a close-minded, manipulated young girl, to an adult who knows how the world works. It's amazing.

Dany Targaryen is the main character in both the books and tv series for me. She's the most interesting. From practically being a slave herself, she turned herself into a loved Khaleesi, and worked her way up from there.

𝐅𝐚𝐯𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤? 

A Dance with Dragons. Characters have already been fleshed out, and now it's very plot driven.

𝐅𝐚𝐯𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐒𝐢𝐠𝐢𝐥 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬? 

Okay so I found this here. Looking it up, somewhere it says it's semi-canon. But I believe it's real and I fcken love it.

House Plumm - Come Try Me

𝐍𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐡, 𝐒𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐡 𝐨𝐫 𝐚𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐍𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐰 𝐒𝐞𝐚? 

Well, with the South being Beyond the Wall and the North being cold as fck. I choose across the Narrow Sea.

𝐖𝐡𝐨 𝐝𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐢𝐭 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐈𝐫𝐨𝐧 𝐓𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐝? 

Dany deserves it and I genuinely think she should sit on the Irone Throne. Not because her ancestors created the title and united the lands, but because she has known pain, she wants people to be free -not to be slaves. She wants to liberate.

𝐒𝐡𝐚𝐠𝐠𝐲𝐝𝐨𝐠, 𝐆𝐫𝐞𝐲 𝐖𝐢𝐧𝐝, 𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐫, 𝐋𝐚𝐝𝐲, 𝐍𝐲𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐚 𝐨𝐫 𝐆𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐭? 

GHOST! He is the MOST loyal?

𝐖𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐣𝐨𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐍𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝐖𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡? 

Abso-fucking-lutely not. It's full of awful men???

𝐌𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫? 

Like the other question; I couldn't pick one favourite character, so I definitely can't choose just one I dislike. And so this will be in bullet form:

Obviously Ramsay, what an awful dickhead.

Joffrey, the little shit.

In the book, Euron Greyjoy is a big big bad. Very scary. Cruel. Not like in the show where he's kind of funny and amusing. No, Euron in the books is a villain villain.

The Mountain? Disgusting.

Walder Grey and all those who participated in the awful act of the Red Wedding. Terrible.

𝐊𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐬𝐢 𝐨𝐫 𝐐𝐮𝐞𝐞𝐧? 

Both... but her true name is: Daenerys Stormborn of House Targaryen, the First of Her Name, Queen of the Andals and the First Men, Protector of the Seven Kingdoms, the Mother of Dragons, the Khaleesi of the Great Grass Sea, the Unburnt, the Breaker of Chains.

If it means for me, than I would rather be a Queen than a Khaleesi. I want a pretty crown and to have influence over the whole realm ... (I'm very humble...)

𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐨𝐫 𝐃𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐰𝐨𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐬? 

...dragons. I think that's pretty obvious... Imagine being a descendant of Old Valyria and being able to BOND with a DRAGON. A freaking DRAGON. A beast that would have your back no matter what???

𝐖𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐠𝐨𝐝(𝐬) 𝐝𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐩𝐫𝐚𝐲 𝐭𝐨? 

The Old Gods of the Forest.

To me, a witch, this religion relies on believing in the world around you.

An excerpt from the GOT wiki page: "nameless spirits of each tree, rock, and stream worshipped by the Children of the Forest and later by the First Men."

It seems the most pagan-like, and I would be very comfortable with following this religion.

[megane-sama]

Okay so life update yeah?

Being inactive hasnt just been because of my finances, but I've also been going through the most rancid, awful string of breakups in the past few months and my emotional state kept me well off most of my SM.

However it's over now thankfully, and I am using this Christmas for self care and recuperation and that means finally coming back online.

So hiii~★

[girl-bateman]

Apparently both my parents had already heard on the news abt the science project I might be a part of in my final psych semester. Feeling very cool and important and validated

[children-of-epiales]

Oc Questionnaire Game

Tagged by @emotionalcadaver

Hayat “Manat” Barakat

Relationship status?

Single

Favorite color?

Black

Favorite food?

Adas soup, kabsa, & Tabbouleh

Song stuck in their head?

Washing Machine Heart- Mitski

Last thing they searched?

How colour affects human physiology

Current time?

2010

Last thing they read?

A three-paragraph anecdote on Quora

Last book they enjoyed reading?

The Vertical Interrogation of Strangers- Bhanu Kapil

Favorite thing to cook/bake?

Knafeh

Favorite thing to do in their free time?

Playing animal crossing, playing computer games

Most niche dislike?

People who never say “excuse me” for anything

Opinion on circuses?

Too many lights, irritating

Do they have a good sense of direction?

Not at all

*****

Joshua “Ōkami“ Sakurai

Relationship status?

Single

Favorite color?

If he had to pick one then emerald green

Favorite food?

Jjigae

Song stuck in their head?

Shrinking Universe- Muse

Last thing they searched?

Whether moose are silent or actually make any noise

Current time?

2015

Last thing they read?

A letter written from his mother to his aunt

Last book they enjoyed reading?

Eleanor Oliphant Is Completely Fine- Gail Honeyman

Favorite thing to cook/bake?

Agedashi dōfu & Sukiyaki

Favorite thing to do in their free time?

Talk with his cousin over the phone

Most niche dislike?

Socks and sandals

Opinion on circuses?

Silly, needs to be left in the past

Do they have a good sense of direction?

Yes

*****

Luna “Fury” Pajeot

Relationship status?

In a relationship

Favorite color?

Dark brown & burgundy

Favorite food?

Falafel

Song stuck in their head?

Like A Ghost- Nomi Ruiz & Sam Sparro

Last thing they searched?

A map of cities on the western side of The Netherlands

Current time?

2010

Last thing they read?

A text message from her sister

Last book they enjoyed reading?

Yesterday I Was the Moon- Noor Unnahar

Favorite thing to cook/bake?

Pannenkoek

Favorite thing to do in their free time?

Play card games 

Most niche dislike?

Strong perfumes (or when people wear too much perfume)

Opinion on circuses?

They might actually be good if they didn’t abuse the animals

Do they have a good sense of direction?

Yes (had to work really hard on it)

******

Eike Breisacher

Relationship status?

In a relationship

Favorite color?

Of the three she likes fuschia

Favorite food?

Pierogi

Song stuck in their head?

Decisively Loved- Della

Last thing they searched?

What the weather is like in Quebec during the summer

Current time?

2004

Last thing they read?

A study on earthquakes

Last book they enjoyed reading?

Mycophilia: Revelations from the Weird World of Mushrooms- Eugenia Bone

Favorite thing to cook/bake?

Makowiec

Favorite thing to do in their free time?

Reading scientific articles

Most niche dislike?

People who throw trash on the ground while driving

Opinion on circuses?

Too loud

Do they have a good sense of direction?

Yes, but its not great

*****

Tagging: @unpetitoiseau @spacestephh @scentedcandleibex @poisonedtruth @shegetsburned

[emmetrain]

Emmet's Friendship Questionnaire!! || GETTING TO KNOW RILEY! ( @auraguardians )

"I am Emmet. I should have guessed your favorite color would be blue. And your favorite Pokemon types are fighting, dragon and steel! I love them too, Gurdurr, Haxorus, Durant and Klinklang are my dearest friends. We should chat about our teams sometime!"

"Your favorites are Lucario and Riolu! I like them, but I could get to know them better. You know. And... your least favorite is someone wrathful so you can't say the name. That's ominous..."

"You want to be teacher—kind of. On aura, right? Or, you want to run a gym! I think about that route sometimes. But I could never make up my mind on which type to specialize on."

"YOU KNOW WHO IS A STRONG BATTLER?" Emmet is going to stare at him happily till Riley battles him. "There is so much to experience indeed! I hope you will get everything you wish to see and experience!"

"Also... that's relieving to hear! Don't worry, I would not something like that." Emmet can be a little... too much at times. But not to that degree.

"At this point I will remember you as the Lucario guy. And, I am a trainer! Please battle with me! There is no better way to get to know someone then having a battle with them! We could go out afterwards, and enjoy a warm bowl of udon later if you wish!"

"It is, isn't it? I am only traveling for real now. It has been... fun. And I want to make everybody smile, so we match on that front too!"

"I will keep it in mind! And... thank you. I hope to remember everything things that matters to my friends. Thank you for filling out the friendship questionnaire, Riley! Battle with me soon!"

[lilmissrodeoclown]

It's your fault they died, you know.

Send my muse anon hate! (Accepting)

"..."

She was quiet for a good minute or two. Uncharacteristic of her, but the words stung. A lot.

"...You think I ain't wish there was more I coulda done? Somethin' to stop it? That I just live with the fact that they're gone, because I wasn't good enough to keep 'em safe?"

[astrxthesiai]

Fuyu Boreal

⇢✶in glacial aqua ink  《fuyu’s questionnaire results》

[Questionnaire Results]

⇢✶about the ice dragon slayer  《fuyu’s headcanons》

[Headcanons]

⇢✶to identify synchronicities  《fuyu’s musings》

[Musings]

⇢✶interview with the burden  《fuyu’s answers》

[Ask Replies]

⇢✶freezing the ocean 《fuyu’s rp replies》

[RP Replies]

⇢✶hymns of the ice dragon  《fuyu’s soundtrack》

[Soundtrack]

⇢✶long claws sharp teeth and icy breath 《fuyu’s aesthetics》

[Aesthetics]

⇢✶dragon who turns blood to ice 《fuyu boreal 》

⇢✶and she screamed loudly dragon force  《fuyu’s main verse》

[Main Verse]

[heartfullofleeches]

Unlucky Darling who's actually the luckiest bastard around because they're haunted by an entity that gives them good fortune... and bad to all who interact with them. Reader is over here hyperventilating at the faintest touches because any contact with another person can lead to them slipping backwards on a spilled ice cream cone into a five car pile up. Bonus, Reader is still really clumsy and wins the lottery while walking around with their shoes untied and trips over a storm grate. Human yans take their resistance at playing hard to get - not realizing the underlying danger they're in

-

Yan: Darling.... there's nowhere left to go~

Reader: Please just - stop.... I'm sure you're a great person but I couldn't date or touch you even if I want to. You're going to get yourself hurt!

Yan: i wont be the only one getting hurt if you don't quit this little game, dear. I've played along long enough and it's time to bring you home

Reader: no-

[Yan lunges for them - a steel door flying in their face as someone opens the back entrance to a store reader had just went in]

Cashier: You're the customer that just filled out this questionnaire a few minutes ago, right? Congratulations - you won! Need you to sign a few things before we discuss your prize

Reader, staring at the growing puddle of blood on the ground: could you maybe... slide them across the floor?

[chaosandmarigolds]

me, laying in bed after my 12hr shift:

my gf: remember that ask you got

me: ..

gf:

me: aside from wondering how you accessed my Tumblr I’ve gotten a lot of asks which one. gf: the sad one. me: 99% of them are sad

gf: The REALLY sad one

ANYWAY here we go and bc I am horrible with titles imma go after a song-

Tourner Dans Le Vide

It was a stupid question, one someone would find on a ‘get to know about me’ section of a questionnaire, a small talkish question. But it stung like he didn’t expect it to, so as he stood in the gala, glass in hand, he cleared his throat, “Sorry, one more time mate?”

“Your spouse.” The poor person motioned to the finger that comfortably sat on his ring finger, the gold glimmering in the sunset light, “Are they here?”

You should’ve been here. You had the outfit planned for months. You knew you wanted to get your hair done the day before, insisting that you ought to look nice to represent your family name.

“No, got caught up at home unfortunately.”

“Ah, kids?”

“Two.” Not a lie, you had two young girls you had both adopted, just now he was just the only person within the household, adding more weight to their shoulders.

—

with a huff he gets into the car and then takes off the face mask, scrunching his nose as he adjusted to the cold air, and he starts the car. After a moment he pulls out his phone, expecting a notification from your name above Macey’s, the eldest, yet he was surprised to see none.

so with a hum he makes sure the phone is conntected to the car and begins to call you, shifting the car to drive, it rings….and rings until he is met with-

“hey! It’s me, sorry I’m not at the phone right now, leave me a message and I’ll get back to ya!”

the short automated message follows and he begins to drive home on the darkened roads, until it was his turn to speak, “Luv, it’s Simon, baby I know I was out really late yesterday but I brought the girls some pizza, Macey had her rugby game this mornin- she did amazin. Taylor got an A on her spelling test, so I got her ice cream after school today. What else..mm, the girls send you love. I love you. Call me when you can.”

—

“Papa,” Taylor chirps from her car seat, happily looking out the window, “Papa, when is mama coming home?”

He furrows his eyebrows to the questions and then shrugs, “I’m not sure, princess, I hope soon.”

“did you and mama have fight? Is tha’ why she go way?”

“No no, princess, mama and I didn’t fight- she’s okay, she’s just,” the words died in his throat, because maybe he knew them to be a lie but he would never admit such, “busy. You know how mama works real long hours.”

—

“How’s ya dad?” Johnny stood in the doorway of the ordinary home, peering in from where he stood as Macey stood in front of him- the young girl still in her gear.

to that she shrugs, allowing the man she had learned to be her uncle enter, “fine I guess.”

upon entering the home Johnny noticed your coat still hanging on the rack, even though it was the middle of summer so it mismatched from the girls pink pool towels, he noticed how your mug sat beside the coffee maker, hot water steaming inside- indicating it was just filled. He noticed how your spot on the dining table still had your notebook, pen still tucked where you had left off writing.

he then saw Simon walking down the stairs, and he gave him a grin, “Haven’t been answerin my calls, mate,” with a quick side hug he nudged the man, “Got worried bout ya.”

Simon shrugs it off with a brief laugh, “Got caught up here, with her off at work- got a lil busy.” his heart dropped, and Johnny clears his throat, “Mm? At work she is?”

“Yeah, more like fuckin deployed, never see her.”

it had been close to nine months since a car accident had taken your life, suddenly and harsh, and Simon chose to completely leave his position within the force to stay with the girls. Something Johnny could respect, losing a spouse was a horrid thing but until that moment he had assumed his friend had been taking it in stride. He fell quiet and followed Simon as he said he needed to grab something from the laundry room, so he followed.

His eye caught sight of the master bedroom, lit up by the summer sun (Simon had never been a fan of natural light, unless he was outside) one side of the room messy, clothes tossed about and looking like a proper grieving man’s room, and the other just how would have left it, a glass of water sitting atop a floral coaster, bed still made with the pillows creased just how you do them. The small bottle of perfume still tossed atop of it- as you put it on that morning and threw it on the bed as you ran out the door.

oh…this was not good. This was not good at all.

(um…yeah!! Based off an amazing ask! Comments mean the world to me, toodles!!)

[arnaerr]

I filled out this questionnaire for my other OCs, it's time to do it for Hildegarda ✨

✦ HILDE ✦

Seasoning - thyme

Weather - chilly foggy twilight

Color -  teal, indigo, burgundy

Sky -  a moment before dawn

Magic Power - celestial sorcery, enchanting

House plant - ivy

Weapon -  glintstone halo scythe

Subject -  smithing, enchanting, sorcery, history

Social Media - doesn't have any, she has a grandma mindset

Make-up Product - blue eyeliner

Ice cube shape - star

Candy - sour jellies

Fear - losing all of her memories

Method of long-distance travel - Torrent <3 and Grace teleportation

Art Style - likes to make her own maps and draw little icons of important places she discovered. Tries to doodle in her spare time, but isn't very good at it. Exceptional at drawing smithing schematics and enchanting sigils without a ruler, tho.

Celestial Body - comet

Mythical creature - Harpy

Piece of stationery - a worn out old notebook filled with notes, maps, and torn out book pages; there are dried herbs as well

[pralinesims]

// OC QUESTIONNAIRE

Tagged by @harmonia-sims, TYSM <3

NAME: Aaron NICKNAME: Sadron/Madron/Badron, Warlock, Crybaby, [REDACTED] (probably my fav one which I will drop within a story post lmao), + a lot more. GENDER: Cis man STAR SIGN: Capricorn ♑︎ HEIGHT: 5'7 (1,70m) ORIENTATION: Pan / aroace leaning NATIONALITY/ETHNICITY: Mixed white/indonesian/+etc FAVORITE FRUIT: Mangoes & blueberries FAVORITE SEASON: Spring & autumn FAVORITE FLOWER: Dandelions & daisies FAVORITE SCENT: Crisp air, fresh laundry, cookies in the oven COFFEE, TEA, or HOT CHOCOLATE: He likes all, but definitely drinks (iced) coffee the most ouf of these options. AVERAGE HOURS OF SLEEP: Usually around 10. DOGS or CATS: CATS!!! Despite being so ultimatively cat coded in general, he's also a loving cat dad of 2!! DREAM TRIP: he's not picky with vacation plans, tbh I think he'd genuinely enjoy almost everything? NUMBER OF BLANKETS: 1 during warm or 2 during cold weather. RANDOM FACT: he needs therapy for his smartphone addiction (nah but fr, he spends way too much time on that damn thing)

I'll tag... @eljeebee @elderwisp @earthmoonz @ezra-trait AND everyone else who's in mood for doing this! Please feel tagged by me <3

[aurorangen]

OC Deep Dive Questionnaire Tag

Thank you for tagging me @matchalovertrait @mdshh @duusheen (and anyone else I might have missed, I'm so late to answer!) I'm doing it for Vincent, he's just interesting to talk about! It's a long one:

What uncommon/common fear do they have? Vincent has a fear of crowded places, how people could be watching or spying on him. What do they want? Why are they doing this? Who is behind it? Anyone could be doing it, but he knows it's from his past (unless something new has developed). Remember he has been spied on before, by someone from Strangerville. Now he doesn't know and we don't know if his Dad's disappearance and Strangerville are all linked, but you can probably guess. Also a fear of going into the operating room and surgery.

Do they have any pet peeves? When people are late. He hates it.

What are 3 items you can find in their bedroom? His briefcase, his favourite cologne, iPad

What do they notice first in a person? Facial expressions, eye contact and body language: how they compose themselves.

On a scale of 1 to 10, how high is their pain tolerance? He has high pain tolerance physically/emotionally so 8.

Do they go into fight or flight mode when under pressure? In the past, it would be flight. But now that he is older it's always fight. In court, he can be under a lot of pressure, but he is always prepared to fight and win!

Do they come from a big family/are they a family person? From his mum's side, he has a big extended family, from Evergreen Harbour and Henford on Bagley! Growing up he has always wanted siblings. He loves having Isaac as a brother and they spend so much time together now! But his childhood was so lonely at home, while his mum was working and his dad always MIA before his disappearance. Vincent always went over to Billy's house to hang out with Charlie! Billy and Josh have always been his father figures, unlike his own. Now with kids, he'll do the best he can to provide a childhood full of love!

What animal represents them best? Vincent is obviously a lion and Isaac is an eagle. You know in an ecosystem there are food chains where predators catch prey. Well, they are Kingsleys, so they're the top of the "hierarchy". Think of it like they're going into enemy territory (investigating their dad or other cases) and they are bringing them down. But their dad is also a Kingsley...

What is a smell that they dislike? Any sort of laboratory setting chemical smell idk...I'm not saying anymore

Have they broken any bones? Nope

How would a stranger likely describe them? Secretive first. But that goes away to easy-going, amicable, reliable

Are they a night owl or a morning bird? Both actually

What is a flavor they hate and a flavor they love? Hmm Vincent is a bit of a foodie and appreciates good food, he likes a lot of stuff really. Something he hates? Mint ice cream lol

Do they have any hobbies? Cooking (I've not explored it though)

Boom, surprise birthday party! How do they react to surprises? He's all good with surprise birthday parties! Vincent would be full of gratitude to the people who took the time and effort to arrange it. He'll make sure everyone enjoys their time and divert himself from being the centre of attention haha

Do they like to wear jewelry? Ooh he likes fancy watches

Do they have neat or messy handwriting? Surprisingly quite messy. He likes typing stuff lmao

What are two emotions they feel the most? Pride, determination

Do they have a favorite fabric? As long as it's comfortable

What kind of accent do they have? British accent duh

[treason-and-plot]

OC Questionnaire Part 1

I was tagged by @bool-prop, thank you for thinking of me!😘I have chosen Connor to be the subject.

Name: Connor Davison Brownlee

Nickname: Con

Gender: Male

Star sign: Virgo

Height: 6' 1"

Orientation: N/A (I don't like labelling my Sims' sexuality)

Nationality/Ethnicity: Sim

Favorite Fruit: Kiwi

Favorite Season: Summer

Favorite Flower: Um...roses are nice?

Favorite Scent: Saffron's hair

Coffee, Tea, or Hot Chocolate: Coffee

Average Hours of Sleep: Eight.

Dogs or Cats: Birds

Dream Trip: A hiking trip through unspoiled wilderness

Number of Blankets: 7. And 8 pillows. And a little embroidered velvet stool for his feet.

Random Fact: Like most little kids, throughout his childhood he believed things that his father told him without question: that chewing gum would stay in his stomach for seven years if he swallowed it; that oil patches on the road were the remains of kids who didn't look both ways; that there was a chemical in pool water that would turn his urine purple if he dared to take a leak in there. He's embarrassed to admit he believed the pool chemical myth way into his teens!

I would like to tag @stargazer-sims @windermeresimblr @wannabecatwriter @streetlites @kamel-simmer-ts3 @declaration-of-dramas @parystrange @pixeldistractions @mysimsloveaffair @ice-creamforbreakfast and @ninjaofthepurplethings! Cheers, dears!