When you can, where do you go outside of the castle?

Do you like being around people or do you like to be alone most of the time?

What do you like to think about when no one else is around?

What are your favorite hobbies and pastimes?

What do you have in your pockets right now? Do you have a habit of carrying anything with you…[Read more]

You’ve already got some wonderful stuff, but I’ll throw some more in because I too have free will.

Tsar Peter the great tried to run away from his kingdom but didn’t make it onto the ship he was stowaying on because he was too tall to go unnoticed and was recognized.

There’s a Scottish noble family that according to legend has…[Read more]

What is… your favorite color?

The corner of Merlin’s mouth quirks. “Blue.”

Do you or have you ever had any pets?

“My family has owned lab rats, fish, sea monkeys, cats, new mother dogs in foster, insects, worms, isopods, all sorts of microorganisms. I’ve always wanted a bird because I’m going to work with them someday, but I guess y…[Read more]

Oh. Why would you like to go to the fairie realm?

How has your kingdom made alliances with the fairies before? Do you know the details of how that happened?

What is your family like?

What does a normal day in your life look like?

Do you like your royal responsibilities?

Ah. Do you normally have manservants and guardians following you around? That must feel stifling.

Why do you enjoy hunting and fencing?

Your mother sounds kind. Did you have nightmares because of your special gift? Or were your nightmares related to something else?

What is something you have always wanted to do – a dream or a goal -…[Read more]

“Alright, then. Wheedle what you can out of me.” Merlin takes the pretzel sticks and puts one halfway into his mouth like a cigar.

Merlin watches you for a little longer, his eye glittering, before he strides over to the kitchen counter and sits down across from you. His voice is quieter and much less emotional than his brother’s. “I’m not sure what all this is about, really.”

*climbs in through the window* *sets up a chair in front of the previous interviewer, facing Cosmo*

Cosmo, putting away his pie tin and oven mitts, pauses mid-movement. He watches you curiously.

Okay, my turn. *pulls out notepad and pen* I am here to interview your brother.

“Oh. Okay.” He takes off his mitts and waves them at you as he…[Read more]

Why did I read Ellis’ voice in a British accent when you’re the one who is supposed to hear British accents from my characters

Who I am doesn’t really matter. I’m just here to interview you. I promise, anything you say will be kept secret.

How would you describe yourself in three words?

Who is your best friend?

What do you think i…[Read more]

You’re Ellis Stormwatcher, aren’t you? We were both sent here so I can ask you a few questions. I hope you don’t mind if I do that.

I’m just doing some stuff at community college, to get basic classes out of the way. Spanish has been a little time-consuming but it’s fun!

You two understood the assignment!! This is exactly the stuff I want.

This is a lovely smorgasbord of information. I’m taking notes. I will be back to look at this again and look all of this up. Absolutely delightful replies.

Thank you for the ideas! I will add them to the list. Naming pets is a little harder than I remember it being. It’s been a while since I had some of my own. All of your suggestions are spiffing little names, indeed.

Martin & Mathias (or Mathias & Matemeo)

Plot twist, I’ve already sourced Redwall…[Read more]

I’m tagging a bunch of you. Firstly, I doubt you will be offended, and secondly, I have free will. (You may ignore, of course.)

A lot of you write or read about fantastical…[Read more]

Benjamin

Cotswold

Coffenut

Moth

“Please, listen to me,” Moth whispered to the third arrow as he pulled it back.

He supposed he must stop imagining anything sometimes. Why did every single object and living thing siphon off Moth’s mind? It was deeply bothersome.

He had to resist getting worked up and listen to Ari’s advice. He took a deep breath a…[Read more]

I got some guinea pigs yesterday. :] Does anyone have any name suggestions? They’re both boys.

Like yes, I had just texted my sister saying that the character was the most romantic figure in modern literature

I love this rant about your specific relationship to this fictional character and how you perceive him in specific instances. 😂 Oh goodness

Currently Communication Sciences and Disorders. It’s a lot of fun, if a lot of work.

*Currently fighting a headache that was probably due to stress over an exam this morning*

I am barely keeping up with my college classes and work as it is, so I’m afraid I won’t be joining.

Same as Koshka. I’m juggling schoolwork and writing at the same time, and although I write a decent amount most days, it’s easier for me to keep the habits I have now. Not sure if it’s worth joining an unfamiliar challenge.

That’s just me. I hop…[Read more]

Your colors are great!! Your practicing has really payed off.

sorry!!

I have a youtube channel actually! https://youtube.com/@slatedragonproductions?si=K-GTvHclqcrcsKbw

I’ve been working on a lot of animation actually–3D mostly. Been doing a lot of How To Train Your Dragon fan animations. Maybe I’ve told you that already though, idk. I wouldn’t say I’m GOOD at modeling, so I mostly use other people’s free models, but I have modeled and rigged a few characters. It’s pretty fun.

Ari

He forced himself to refocus on Moth. He doesn’t want to hurt the target. That might be part of the problem.

“I wouldn’t like to meet a living hay bale. What if you imagine the arrow is a message to the center of the target, and you need to sent it there.”

Moth

“Violence?” Moth tilted his head. He stared at the target and squinted. “But I don’t want to hurt the hay bale. It has done nothing but grow in a field.”

He found himself scowling at the third arrow in his hand, as if it was at fault. “Everything is so eager to… It doesn’t matter. Are you saying I should imagine the bal…[Read more]

Ellis….XD

Ari

“Yes.” Ari’s eyes brightened at Ellis’s suggestion. He nodded slowly. “More violent than flowers, certainly. I wonder…violence…would likely not be as pleasant for the arrows. Or whatever they hit.”

This RP has got me thinking… I’m playing with the idea that Tavar can smell diabetes, maybe even cancer and malaria, since his folk are supposed to have GREAT senses.

That’s a real thing. I know of at least one woman who was proven to be able to smell Parkinson’s disease on someone before diagnosis. It’s possible to smell dif…[Read more]

Moth

Moth blinked and shook his head to clear it. “I didn’t intend for that to happen, no.”

Maybe it was a one-time accident. He motioned for Ari to walk out of the shooting range, and after making sure it was safe, he strung another arrow and shot again.

This time, it transformed into a yellow poppy, and twirled in the air b…[Read more]

I’ve been a bit swamped as well, so your timing is great. XD

Ari

That was… unexpected. He lowered his bow.

“Did you intend for that to happen?”

The thing–flower?–was pretty. Ari walked over to it, heedless of other arrows as he was most safety precautions. He crouched beside the thing but didn’t pick it up. Even in…[Read more]

Sorry for the late reply; I’ve been a little mentally swamped.

Moth

Moth took a look at Ari’s hand. He put the ring on and dropped an arrow onto the bow. He studied Ari’s hand position, looking back and forth between their bows, and did his best to mimic the expert. It was probably best to be sure of what to do before he pulle…[Read more]

songwriting is cool!

I received an opportunity to illustrate a book. I can’t say too much yet, but if you are interested, I will let you know when it is published.

That isn’t a surprise. You’re a great illustrator. You should let us know when that happens!

I also confess…

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They might…….develop a unique nomadic society.

bruh

i mean that would be kinda cool though.

Sorry for the ridiculously delayed response

Lucille

Lucy picked up the first book that interested her. It had a sketch of a man in a black mask. Batman. The name was strange and kind of silly, but she could ignore that.

In the first panel, he was a strong, dark figure, hunched over in a panel drenched with inked rain.…[Read more]

Who knows. They might get stuck in here for decades, join up with other people, and develop a unique nomadic society.

I decided the men of Cnidfolk especially are even more rare than the women mainly to avoid this question a little better. I do have a drawing I did for a thing on Unvale that i don’t like so much now that depicts a guy that could be used as a concept.

ahhh makes sense.

Lucy: *Tries harder and manages to push their hands back into a tie*