Goddamn it, Aeris, how am I supposed to work on “Faint” when you tag me to do this crap? You know I can’t resist a questionnaire about my characters, not after the last survey I did which more or less showed how deep I’m in to our part of the fandom! Aye, you’re a piece of work…and damn, who to choose here…robably best if I do someone I’m rather involved with…. It’ll have to be Cassie…after all, I never get to have her speak in first person, do I…?



1. You must choose only ONE of your OCs. Do it again if you wanna use another OC.
2. Your OC must answer every question as truthfully as possible.
3. Title the journal as "OCs Quiz (Zinng9)".
4. When you're done, tag as many people as you want.
5. Have fun!!!



1. Hi! What's your real name and nickname?
What do you care? I looked over your little questionnaire and you don’t have anywhere you plan to mention my name, not once! …Abby, if you don’t stop wincing like that I’ll really give you something to wince about…! …Oh fine, my name is “Cassandra Bracken” by birth, “Cassandra Winters” after my initiation into Team Rocket, “Cassie” on occasion by Camille...and I evidently also have an assortment of pet names, but I’ll not repeat them to you, Miss Brenda Lee Johnson.




2. Interesting... what's your current age?
…Currently 19, almost 20, although by the time Camille is introduced I will have turned 24. If Abby had any sense, I would be older, but she seemed convinced that certain aspects of my character would not be plausible if I was any older. As if the wings weren’t enough to throw her readers (eye roll.) For a girl with such the overactive imagination, she keeps bruising herself by tripping over plot bumps….



3. Uh huh. What's your favorite food?
As if I have the time or opportunity to sample exquisite cuisine with my situation…Christ, Abby, are you purposefully trying to commit suicide via assassination? Because if you don’t stop annoying me, I will rise gloriously to the occasion and…you would not…well, no, I try not to peer into your messed up, perverted brain and…seriously? Ah, hell, you’re a bitch, you know that? Fine, my favorite food is Chinese Take-Out and sweet rolls topped with vanilla ice cream. …Running works off loads of calories, Abby, much better than what you do…although in my current condition I could use all of the calories I can get….



4. And your favorite drink?
Cha tea - I used to hate the stuff, but it grew on me over the past few years. Hey, Abby, can I still drink that, or are you really intending to make me drink hot chocolate for almost a year? Because that would really drag down the cool faction you meant to infuse me with…I KNOW you want to humanize me, but isn’t that going a bit far-?



5. Your crush/lover?
THAT’S NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS, YOU - SHIT, ABBY, LET ME GO, I WANT TO GUT THIS W-! (Scuffling ensues, and eventually Cassandra calms down enough to answer.) I HAD a lover, but Abby here thought it would be for everyone’s best interest if he was killed off, so I am no longer in the only relationship that kept me from going insane. Thank you for that, Miss Creator, you’re a real friend…!



6. Aww! Have you two kissed yet?
Who am I, Bella Swan, the crazy chick who necks a corpse and nearly faints from the pleasure of icy lips? Not that it’s any of your business, but hell yeah we kissed! And just because I want to piss you off, I’ll add that we kissed many times…all over each other’s bodies…and enjoyed every minute of it.



7. Classic question! What's your favorite color?
Diverting the subject, eh? Well fine then…my favorite color is violet, as utterly, sickly sweet as that sounds if you understand the reference. I am also rather fond of indigo, jade, and white…the only hue I can’t stand is red. Make of that what you will.



8. Who's your favorite author?
My childhood was fucked up by a psychopath with delusions of world dominance, my teenage years were filled with missions in which I executed people, and now I’m on the run; does it honestly sound like I had or have the time to read?! The closest I ever got to a favorite author was Shakespeare, and that was only because of that one poem my partner kept reciting while I was trying to get to sleep…he seemed to think it calmed me down, but that was more from him holding me than anything else…AND THAT WAS NICE WHILE IT LASTED, ABBY, SO THANKS A LOT FOR TAKING THAT FROM ME!



9. Now what's your biggest fear?
Oh, if you really MUST know, I’m scared of…of losing the last gift he gave me before he was killed. If I lose that I’ll have nothing left.



10. *stifles a giggle* I'm not laughing *bursts out laughing* Sorry. Any siblings?
…You are a heartless little whore, do you know that? I actually admit something meaningful and you laugh at me for it! I hope Giovanni finds you after this and throws you into interrogation; he’ll torture you and gut you and then I’LL laugh! As for siblings, no, I have none - I occasionally had a friend or two who was almost close enough to me to be a sibling…in fact, I am scheduled to gain one of those in the next chapter…but no, I was an only child. Are you almost finished?



11. Almost, it's only twenty questions. Who's your hero?
I have no heroes – the closest person I had was always my equal, so he was never glorified to the extent where I viewed him to be a hero. He was my salvation, perhaps, but we both did too many horrible things to qualify as heroes.



12. Ok, who is your worst enemy?
Huh…strangely enough, even though I murdered for a living, I never actually had any real enemies. Now, however, I daresay Giovanni qualifies, since he’s killed and threatened too many of my loved ones to be anything else anymore….



13. What would you do if your hero and your worst enemy got together?
…I’d gag. I think I may have seen Abby reading a fanfiction concerning that once…however, the pairing is one that either has to be done perfectly or not at all, and in the meantime, it’s too revolting to think about….



14. Interesting... what would you do if you met your creator?
Creator? What, this girl over here? Met her, haunted her, threatened her with the notion of being tortured to insanity if she won’t continue to write my story. Her artwork is the only thing keeping my from maiming her right now. Apparently some chicks named “Arei” and “Kamaria” have taken precedence over me, but soon the latter will be out of the picture, and the first has gone on a holiday for awhile while her lover angsts. Now, if you mean my parents, my mother has, sadly, passed away, though if I could meet her again I would, since I do miss her sometimes. My father, however…well, for his sake he’d better be dead as well, or I’ll put him in a grave if he dares to turn up after all of these years of neglect.



15. Okay, I'll contact them right now. Done! Now, what do you want to be when you grow up?
You didn’t seriously…? Abby, we need to have a word after this is over. What do I want to be? I have already “grown up,” as you say, and right now I’ll settle for an occupation which you’re not qualified to be informed about. For all I know you could be one of Giovanni’s moles, and since I’m scheduled to meet with one in a matter of weeks, I feel disinclined to deal with the consequences of giving away private information to a nosy pest right now.



16. What's your worst nightmare?
Having lived through several of my worst nightmares, I rather want to spit at you for asking that. My worst nightmares center around events that have already transpired; the only new addition is related to losing that gift I mentioned before on the fear question, and given I did not specify what that was, you can just but out, you-.



17. What's your lifelong dream?
Interrupt me again and I’ll stab you in the eye with your pen. Now if I live to see my 25th birthday, I’ll call you up and let you know. As my life expectancy wasn’t ever much farther than that, I never planned out what I wanted to do with my life, and as such, had no dreams to be crushed whenever I was faced with death – my occupation was easier to deal with that way. No expectations meant no disappointments…although there was a time when I would have happily chosen to spend my life with the person I loved…but as said before, Abby ruined that for me. Now I just want to make sure I can live long enough to protect the last precious thing in my life….



18. What would you do if your lifelong dream came true?
…To both, I would be so relieved and happy that I would probably cry…however, I am well aware of the fact that those wishes are merely that: wishes.



19. Ok, where's your favorite place to relax?
…In bed with those precious to me…Shadow…my partner…my…never mind. Seriously, are we almost done here? I have an appointment with Aurora.



20. Last question! What do you spend most of your time doing?
…Trying to stay alive…shooting my old organization colleagues in the face with Michael’s gun…nothing too spectacular, right? Oh fuck this shit, Abby, the cash this chick promised totally isn’t worth this! You just go ahead and plan the next way to screw up my already dour life – I, however, am going back to the Center now! (Grumbles as she walks away.)



21. We're done! Now tag whomever you want.
STEPH, VAL, GARTH, you’re up! Get to it!