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iluvroadrunner6) wrote2007-11-01 05:38 pm
iluvroadrunner6) wrote2007-11-01 05:38 pm
Meme!
Trying to distract myself from the Danny/Bela fic that I told myself I would not write, yet find myself doing it anyway. *headdesk* Anyway, snagged from ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
goddess_loki.
1. Choose a few of your own characters. Five at the most.
2. Make them answer the following questions.
3. Then tag three people.
4. Feel free to go ahead and add some questions yourself!!
goddess_loki picked the characters, and since they cover all different verses, this is kind of weird. But if there’s any other characters she didn’t pick that you want to see, let me know, and I’ll do them too. (It will be like a sequel—or something.) Or! If you want to ask these characters more questions, go right ahead. Because this is kinda fun. Oh, and these questions, are set after various points. For Anna that’s The Silent Treatment, for John and Chelsea, that’s probably gonna be Just Friends, for Angie, Out at Sea, and for Jake, it’s going to be post-the accident arc. (Jake actually got promoted before that—I just haven’t written the fic yet.)
How old are you?
Anna: I just turned twenty-five. Like, last week.
John: I’m in my early thirties—probably around thirty-two.
Angie: I’m a bit older than him, I’m about thirty-five.
Jake: I’m old.
Chelsea: *grin* I’m a little younger than John. About thirty-ish.
What's your height?
Anna: Five-four-ish.
John: About six foot.
Jake: Same.
Angie: Five foot. Just barely.
Chelsea: I’m about five-seven.
Are you a virgin?
Chelsea: *laughs*
Jake: *grin* That’s a really big no. For all of us. I’m pretty sure. Because I know at least two of us are married.
Anna: Yeah—I haven’t been a virgin for a really long time.
Who's your mate/spouse?
Anna: Can I technically say Dean for this?
Chelsea: I think you can.
Anna: I’m gonna use Dean for this. Because I mean—we’re pretty much—yeah. Dean Winchester. We have some form of—serious relationship.
Chelsea: I kind of don’t have one right now. I had a husband, but we’re not going to talk about that.
John: I’m kind of in limbo myself. Which is kind of weird.
Jake: I’m married to Marjorie Morgan.
Angie: I’m married to Eric Delko.
Do you have any kids?
Chelsea: God, no.
Anna: Ditto what she said. And, uh, considering my situation? I kinda hope I never do. No girls, anyway.
Angie: No for me too. But I have nephews and honorary godchildren. I don’t need kids of my own.
John: *shakes his head* Nope.
Jake: Barring that there’s some child out there that I don’t know about, no for me too. But we’re trying.
What's your favorite food?
Anna: Uhh—food? I don’t really have one. Although, I do like French toast. And pancakes. I really like pancakes.
John: Chocolate milkshakes.
Chelsea: I’m kind of a pie kind of person. Pumpkin, if I have to pick one.
Angie: Umm. Pizza? Probably?
Jake: Cassavelli’s homemade meatballs. Hands down. And I don’t usually do homemade meatballs.
What's your favourite ice cream flavor?
Anna: Again, I have to pick one? Ben and Jerry’s pretty much owns my soul. Or would, anyway.
Angie: Cookie dough. Always go with the classics.
Chelsea: Fudge brownie. *nods* Yum.
John: Vanilla, usually. Not a big chocolate person.
Jake: Moosetracks.
Have you killed anyone?
Anna: *looks slightly uncomfortable* Kind of?
Angie: There’s a kind of?
Anna: I have no other way to say it.
Angie: O-kay. Well, I have. Once. It was on the job, don’t want to talk about it.
Jake: Fortunately, no.
John: I’ve wanted to. Several times. But no.
Chelsea: That’s a no for me too.
Do you hate anyone?
Chelsea: I hate my ex-husband.
John: I hate her ex-husband too. And I hate Matt.
Chelsea: Oh, yeah—him too.
Angie: All the people I hate are dead.
Anna: I hate—Gordon Walker? But that wasn’t until after the whole, torturing kidnapping thing.
Jake: I don’t hate anyone right now. Not seriously hate, anyway. I hate physical therapy—does that count?
Have any secrets?
Anna: Oh yeah. Mine’s a doozy too.
Chelsea: I’ve got a few. Not so much secrets as stupid things I should have said when I had the chance.
John: I do—but they’re more things I don’t want the world knowing. Personal stuff.
Angie: Yeah—little ones though. Like what I’m getting my husband for Christmas. Which he is not going to figure out.
Jake: What she said. No big ones.
Do you love anyone? (The characters, for this one, were put into separate rooms with the assurance that none of the other participants would hear the results.)
Anna: I love my family. Both my first one and my second one, no matter what Nora may have done to me, I still love her. I don’t know why. And I love Dean. I think. In that cheesy romantic love kind of way, but the only way he’s ever finding out about this is if he actually tells me the same. Which I don’t think he will. *pauses for a minute* For us—it’s not something I think you really have to say, ya know?
Chelsea: I love my friends and family. All of them. Including Danny. He’s—he’s really been there for me, no matter how incredibly self-destructive our initial relationship was. *bites her lip slightly* And I love Garrett. I really loved him once upon a time, and now, it’s not as strong as it was, but—*shrug*—I do.
John: I love my friends. And my family. Melissa included even though she probably doesn’t feel like it right now, but that’s another matter entirely.
Angie: My family—that includes Garrett. He legally became part of our family a long time ago, but people still don’t see him that way—God only knows why. Rich people are weird. I love my husband. I love David—without him, I would still be pulling Vice duty in New York. Oh, and I love the Eppes clan. Don can deny it all he wants, but he knows he loves me too.
Jake: I love my wife, first and foremost. I love my mother, as well as the rest of my family. I love my partner—and no stupid gay cracks, alright? Anderson and I have been through a lot. All my other friends as well, Cassavelli, especially when she cooks for me. That’s about it.
What is your job?
Anna: Can I get back to you on that?
Chelsea: John and I are actors.
John: We moonlight as waiters on occasion.
Angie: I’m a pseudo-CSI, mostly homicide detective for the Miami Dade Police Department.
Jake: I’m Captain of the Manhattan Vice Squad in the NYPD.
What do you do to relax?
Jake: You do mean other than sex, right? Because I’m pretty sure for most of us it’s sex.
Anna: What do I do to relax that’s not sex?
Chelsea: *thinks* I—sing? I guess. It’s something I picked up from my dad.
John: Me and Ryan run fights. Very relaxing.
Angie: I go to the range, fire off a couple rounds. *shrugs* What can I say, I have a violent nature.
Jake: I—go for a drive? Get out of the city for a while? I guess. I usually have sex. Preferably with my wife.
Anna: *grin* Not always with you wife?
Jake: *shrugs and smirks*
Are you happy?
Anna: Compared to how things have been going lately? Yeah—I’m pretty happy.
Chelsea: Not quite. But I’m getting there.
John: For all intents and purposes, yes.
Angie: I’m pretty happy. Just getting married can do that to you.
Jake: If I didn’t have to go to physical therapy, I’d be ecstatic.
goddess_loki.1. Choose a few of your own characters. Five at the most.
2. Make them answer the following questions.
3. Then tag three people.
4. Feel free to go ahead and add some questions yourself!!
goddess_loki picked the characters, and since they cover all different verses, this is kind of weird. But if there’s any other characters she didn’t pick that you want to see, let me know, and I’ll do them too. (It will be like a sequel—or something.) Or! If you want to ask these characters more questions, go right ahead. Because this is kinda fun. Oh, and these questions, are set after various points. For Anna that’s The Silent Treatment, for John and Chelsea, that’s probably gonna be Just Friends, for Angie, Out at Sea, and for Jake, it’s going to be post-the accident arc. (Jake actually got promoted before that—I just haven’t written the fic yet.)How old are you?
Anna: I just turned twenty-five. Like, last week.
John: I’m in my early thirties—probably around thirty-two.
Angie: I’m a bit older than him, I’m about thirty-five.
Jake: I’m old.
Chelsea: *grin* I’m a little younger than John. About thirty-ish.
What's your height?
Anna: Five-four-ish.
John: About six foot.
Jake: Same.
Angie: Five foot. Just barely.
Chelsea: I’m about five-seven.
Are you a virgin?
Chelsea: *laughs*
Jake: *grin* That’s a really big no. For all of us. I’m pretty sure. Because I know at least two of us are married.
Anna: Yeah—I haven’t been a virgin for a really long time.
Who's your mate/spouse?
Anna: Can I technically say Dean for this?
Chelsea: I think you can.
Anna: I’m gonna use Dean for this. Because I mean—we’re pretty much—yeah. Dean Winchester. We have some form of—serious relationship.
Chelsea: I kind of don’t have one right now. I had a husband, but we’re not going to talk about that.
John: I’m kind of in limbo myself. Which is kind of weird.
Jake: I’m married to Marjorie Morgan.
Angie: I’m married to Eric Delko.
Do you have any kids?
Chelsea: God, no.
Anna: Ditto what she said. And, uh, considering my situation? I kinda hope I never do. No girls, anyway.
Angie: No for me too. But I have nephews and honorary godchildren. I don’t need kids of my own.
John: *shakes his head* Nope.
Jake: Barring that there’s some child out there that I don’t know about, no for me too. But we’re trying.
What's your favorite food?
Anna: Uhh—food? I don’t really have one. Although, I do like French toast. And pancakes. I really like pancakes.
John: Chocolate milkshakes.
Chelsea: I’m kind of a pie kind of person. Pumpkin, if I have to pick one.
Angie: Umm. Pizza? Probably?
Jake: Cassavelli’s homemade meatballs. Hands down. And I don’t usually do homemade meatballs.
What's your favourite ice cream flavor?
Anna: Again, I have to pick one? Ben and Jerry’s pretty much owns my soul. Or would, anyway.
Angie: Cookie dough. Always go with the classics.
Chelsea: Fudge brownie. *nods* Yum.
John: Vanilla, usually. Not a big chocolate person.
Jake: Moosetracks.
Have you killed anyone?
Anna: *looks slightly uncomfortable* Kind of?
Angie: There’s a kind of?
Anna: I have no other way to say it.
Angie: O-kay. Well, I have. Once. It was on the job, don’t want to talk about it.
Jake: Fortunately, no.
John: I’ve wanted to. Several times. But no.
Chelsea: That’s a no for me too.
Do you hate anyone?
Chelsea: I hate my ex-husband.
John: I hate her ex-husband too. And I hate Matt.
Chelsea: Oh, yeah—him too.
Angie: All the people I hate are dead.
Anna: I hate—Gordon Walker? But that wasn’t until after the whole, torturing kidnapping thing.
Jake: I don’t hate anyone right now. Not seriously hate, anyway. I hate physical therapy—does that count?
Have any secrets?
Anna: Oh yeah. Mine’s a doozy too.
Chelsea: I’ve got a few. Not so much secrets as stupid things I should have said when I had the chance.
John: I do—but they’re more things I don’t want the world knowing. Personal stuff.
Angie: Yeah—little ones though. Like what I’m getting my husband for Christmas. Which he is not going to figure out.
Jake: What she said. No big ones.
Do you love anyone? (The characters, for this one, were put into separate rooms with the assurance that none of the other participants would hear the results.)
Anna: I love my family. Both my first one and my second one, no matter what Nora may have done to me, I still love her. I don’t know why. And I love Dean. I think. In that cheesy romantic love kind of way, but the only way he’s ever finding out about this is if he actually tells me the same. Which I don’t think he will. *pauses for a minute* For us—it’s not something I think you really have to say, ya know?
Chelsea: I love my friends and family. All of them. Including Danny. He’s—he’s really been there for me, no matter how incredibly self-destructive our initial relationship was. *bites her lip slightly* And I love Garrett. I really loved him once upon a time, and now, it’s not as strong as it was, but—*shrug*—I do.
John: I love my friends. And my family. Melissa included even though she probably doesn’t feel like it right now, but that’s another matter entirely.
Angie: My family—that includes Garrett. He legally became part of our family a long time ago, but people still don’t see him that way—God only knows why. Rich people are weird. I love my husband. I love David—without him, I would still be pulling Vice duty in New York. Oh, and I love the Eppes clan. Don can deny it all he wants, but he knows he loves me too.
Jake: I love my wife, first and foremost. I love my mother, as well as the rest of my family. I love my partner—and no stupid gay cracks, alright? Anderson and I have been through a lot. All my other friends as well, Cassavelli, especially when she cooks for me. That’s about it.
What is your job?
Anna: Can I get back to you on that?
Chelsea: John and I are actors.
John: We moonlight as waiters on occasion.
Angie: I’m a pseudo-CSI, mostly homicide detective for the Miami Dade Police Department.
Jake: I’m Captain of the Manhattan Vice Squad in the NYPD.
What do you do to relax?
Jake: You do mean other than sex, right? Because I’m pretty sure for most of us it’s sex.
Anna: What do I do to relax that’s not sex?
Chelsea: *thinks* I—sing? I guess. It’s something I picked up from my dad.
John: Me and Ryan run fights. Very relaxing.
Angie: I go to the range, fire off a couple rounds. *shrugs* What can I say, I have a violent nature.
Jake: I—go for a drive? Get out of the city for a while? I guess. I usually have sex. Preferably with my wife.
Anna: *grin* Not always with you wife?
Jake: *shrugs and smirks*
Are you happy?
Anna: Compared to how things have been going lately? Yeah—I’m pretty happy.
Chelsea: Not quite. But I’m getting there.
John: For all intents and purposes, yes.
Angie: I’m pretty happy. Just getting married can do that to you.
Jake: If I didn’t have to go to physical therapy, I’d be ecstatic.
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that made me happy.
If i were to do this, which character's would you read?
*because you're the only person who reads that stuff*
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She never really meant to hurt him as much as she did.
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Did you have any more you wanted to see from mine?
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Ben and Cora.
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