Last meme. I swear.
Oct. 6th, 2007 01:04 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
At least this one's sort of writing-related.
1. Pick one of my characters, any one.
2. I will tell you the origin of his/her/its name.
3. I will tell you some random facts surrounding his/her/its creation.
4. I will give you a brief summary of his/her/its backstory, if you desire. Indicate yes or no.
5. You may ask me up to ten questions about the character.
Here's the list:
~Trillian Presca
~Sarah Berel
~Ethan Asheim
~Nicodemus Road
~Neisseria, 'Nema, Lassa, and Marburg (they're kind of a unit, but I can babble about them individually too)
~Aere
~The Mirrorshade Pirates (the random background pirate crew from Acquired Taste)
1. Pick one of my characters, any one.
2. I will tell you the origin of his/her/its name.
3. I will tell you some random facts surrounding his/her/its creation.
4. I will give you a brief summary of his/her/its backstory, if you desire. Indicate yes or no.
5. You may ask me up to ten questions about the character.
Here's the list:
~Trillian Presca
~Sarah Berel
~Ethan Asheim
~Nicodemus Road
~Neisseria, 'Nema, Lassa, and Marburg (they're kind of a unit, but I can babble about them individually too)
~Aere
~The Mirrorshade Pirates (the random background pirate crew from Acquired Taste)
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Date: 2007-10-06 10:58 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2007-10-07 02:32 am (UTC)They started out as humans--'Nema was a prostitute in late 15th-century Italy, Marburg was a patient at a German hospital in 1967, Lassa was a Dutch diamond-trader in Nigeria in 1969, and Neisseria's been around so long she can't remember what she used to be.
(no subject)
Date: 2007-10-07 10:31 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2007-10-06 05:05 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2007-10-07 04:09 am (UTC)Nick went from cop to ex-cop because he saw something he really shouldn't have while on patrol one night, had a revelation about human beings NOT being at the top of the food chain, and turned in his badge the next morning. He had a tiny nervous breakdown, his marriage fell apart, and he gained forty pounds (he's a stress-eater). He finally pulled himself back together and decided that while humans may not be at the top of the food chain naturally, he's willing to bet guns bump them up a few slots. He started smoking to lose weight, but only dropped about twenty pounds before he mastered the art of doughnut in one hand, cigarette in the other. He now investigates paranormal shit in his spare time and kills said paranormal shit whenever he can.
Nick used to be able to do headstands back when he was on the force and had to be in shape, but he can't anymore. He's never had it prove to be useful.