#the tone just oscillates SO MUCHa a;sldfkjasdf;lkj poor guy

[direwombat]

oc interview: deputy sybille la roux

tagged by @socially-awkward-skeleton (and stealing your format for it being an interview with wheaty because i love that idea so much!)

tagging: @natesofrellis, @adelaidedrubman, @thomrainer, @strafethesesinners, @funkypoacher, @strangefable, @confidentandgood, @harmonyowl, @purplehairsecretlair​, @sstewyhosseini​, @deputyash​, @aceghosts​, @noetikat​, (and skelly if you want to do an interview for any of your other ocs, consider this a tagback :3c)

She watches skeptically as Wheaty pushes a few sliders on his soundboard and he presses the foam muff of his headphones to his ear. “Okay, I think we’re good,” he says. “Uh, just say something so I can make sure the gain is good”

“I don’t understand how this is supposed to increase moral,” she says.

“The people of the Resistance want to know you better,” Wheaty answers. 

“They don’t need to,” she whines. 

“Right. You’re a pessimist, I forgot that,” Wheaty says. “Look, think of it this way: If we all die, then at least maybe some record of us survives.” 

She huffs a heavy sigh and crosses her arms. “Fine. Ask your questions.”

Name?

SYBILLE: Sybille Marie La Roux.

WHEATY: Oooh, very French.

SYBILLE: “Cajun.”

Are you single?

SYBILLE: This is what you’re leading with?

WHEATY: Hope County’s eligible bachelors and bachelorettes want to know!

SYBILLE: [pauses] I’m not looking. 

Are you happy?

[Dead Air]

SYBILLE: Are you serious?

WHEATY: Um..okay, uh...

Are you angry?

SYBILLE: Wheaty, a doomsday cult has taken over the county, and my brother is missing -- maybe dead. I’m fuckin’ pissed.

WHEATY: Yeah, I guess that’s fair.

Are your parents still married?

SYBILLE: They’re dead.

WHEATY: Oh. I’m sorry.

SYBILLE: It is what it is. 

Birth place?

SYBILLE: New Orleans, Louisiana

Hair color?

SYBILLE: Black...

Eye color?

SYBILLE: Green...I-- Wheaty, people know what I look like. There are so many WANTED posters with my face on them around the county. 

Birthday?

SYBILLE: May 5th, 1983. 

WHEATY: Cinco de Mayo!

Mood?

SYBILLE: I...Exhausted

Gender?

SYBILLE: Female

Summer or winter?

SYBILLE: Y’know, it used to be winter, but I’m sure my relocation to Montana will change my tune. The summers where I grew up were as hot and sticky as Satan’s ballsack.

WHEATY: [laughing] Gross!

Morning or afternoon?

SYBILLE: Mornin’. Early hours. Pre-dawn.

=EIGHT THINGS ABOUT YOUR LOVE LIFE=

SYBILLE: Wheaty, can we not--

Are you in love?

[Dead air]

SYBILLE: I’m not answerin’ this question. 

WHEATY: ...Okay...

Who ended your last relationship?

SYBILLE: It was mostly mutual.

WHEATY: Mostly?

SYBILLE: [sighs] I was going off to war. She was staying home. I wanted to try to make it work, but...she didn’t. S’okay. It was a long time ago. I’m sure she’s much happier now. 

Have you ever broken someone’s heart?

SYBILLE: Probably. Not on purpose though. 

Are you afraid of commitments?

SYBILLE: [laughs] No. 

Have you hugged someone within the last week?

SYBILLE: [sighs] No.

WHEATY: You sound...do you want one?

SYBILLE: [laughs] A kind offer, but I’m alright. Thank you, though.

Have you ever had a secret admirer?

SYBILLE: Well, if they’re a secret then I wouldn’t know, would I?

WHEATY: Not necessarily! You’ve never gotten flowers or chocolates from some anonymous sender?

SYBILLE: I don’t exactly attract the kind of person who sends flowers.

WHEATY: What’s that supposed to mean?

SYBILLE: Nothing. 

Have you ever broken your own heart?

SYBILLE: Break it yourself, and it makes it harder for other people to.

WHEATY: Well that’s...bleak...moving on...

=SIX CHOICES=

Love or lust?

SYBILLE: Both would be nice...but if I had to pick one, love.

Lemonade or iced tea?

SYBILLE: I’m from the South, iced tea, hands down. But I wouldn’t say no to an Arnold Palmer

Cats or dogs?

SYBILLE: Dogs

A few best friends or many regular friends?

SYBILLE: A few best friends. I’d rather have a few friends I’d trust to have my back than a ton who I don’t. 

Wild night out or romantic night in?

SYBILLE: Oh, god. Night in. Doesn’t even have to be romantic. I would love nothing more than to spend a night curled up on the couch in front of a tv. 

Day or night?

SYBILLE: Night. I like the quiet. It’s a good time to think. 

=FOUR HAVE YOU EVERS=

Been caught sneaking out?

SYBILLE: Ha! Only once. 

Fallen down/up the stairs?

SYBILLE: I mean. I’ve definitely tripped up and down stairs, but I don’t think I’ve ever actually fallen.

Wanted something/someone so badly it hurt?

SYBILLE: [sadly] Haven’t we all?

Wanted to disappear?

SYBILLE: Constantly. 

=FOUR PREFERENCES=

Smile or eyes?

SYBILLE: Eyes. 

Shorter or taller?

SYBILLE: This is such a silly question. Taller? I guess. 

WHEATY: Really? You must have a hard time finding partners.

SYBILLE: Excuse me? What’s that supposed to mean?

WHEATY: You’re like six feet tall, right.

SYBILLE: I’m five-nine.

WHEATY: Oh...really? You seem taller. 

SYBILLE: Thank you? I think?

Intelligence or attraction?

SYBILLE: Intelligence definitely influences attraction. I’m not sure I can exactly separate the two from each other. 

WHEATY: So I guess Hurk and Sharky aren’t your type, huh?

SYBILLE: [laughing]

Hook-up or relationship?

SYBILLE: Oh, I’ve had my fair share of hook-ups. But I think I’d like to have something a bit more stable. Relationship. 

=FAMILY=

Do you and your family get along?

WHEATY: Er, or did you and your family get along.

SYBILLE: My brother and I get along just fine. And my mother and I fought, but I loved her. My father was a piece of shit.

Would you say you have a “messed up life”?

SYBILLE: My father was abusive, I dropped out of high school to pay rent and my mother’s medical bills, I survived Katrina, my father killed my mother and then himself and he would have killed me and my brother if we were home that night, and after that I made sure my brother finished high school and I joined the military after he graduated to help put him through college. You tell me.

WHEATY: I...oh...wow...

SYBILLE: Are we done here yet?

WHEATY: [shuffles papers] Uh, just a few more questions. 

Have you ever run away from home?

SYBILLE: [scoffs] I thought about it more than once, but then I’d be leaving my mother and my brother to fend for themselves. I couldn’t do that to them. 

Have you ever gotten kicked out?

SYBILLE: I mean, I guess I technically got kicked out of the army

=FRIENDS=

Do you secretly hate one of your friends?

SYBILLE: You think I would just admit something like that on air? Jesus, who wrote these questions?

Do you consider all of your friends good friends?

SYBILLE: I mean...I guess? I trust them. That’s really all that matters.  

Who is your best friend?

SYBILLE: Boomer.

WHEATY: Oh, c’mon, that’s a cop-out answer. Boomer is everyone’s best friend.

Who knows everything about you?

[Dead air]

SYBILLE: I can’t tell you that.