Step one: compile a list of ten of your characters randomly, numbered 1-10. It's important not to cheat by intentionally picking characters you think suit the scenarios.
Step two: answer the proposed set of questions in a simple scene of maybe a few paragraphs. You can include other side characters if they're relevant, and whether the characters know what's going on, know you (the author) exist, or accept their suddenly being thrust into a different setting from their native one, are all variables you can decide on!
This Session's Scenarios:
1: [2] finds [7] crying. What does [2] do?
2 : [1] and [6] are out on a date when [5] spots them. How does [5] react?
3 : [3] walks in when [8] is changing. What happens?
4 : [1], [2], [4], [7], and [10] are in a car. What's going on?
5 : [6] walks in on [1] and [9] in a bedroom. What happens?
6 : While [3], [5], and [10] are cleaning, they find a photo book full of embarrassing pics of [2]. What happens?
7 : [8] and [4] are playing a video game. Who wins?
8 : [9], [7], [1], [2], and [6] are having a race. Who would win?
10 : [4]x[5]. Who tops?
**We are aware that scenario #9 is missing.**
The Chosen 10
Amaris Mooney
Saree Nett
Okamuzumi
Ondine Fear
Lyssander Sudworth
Rudesind Pyr
Finley Ellis
Aisling Payne
Miyako Koizumi
Jaden Babic
1: 2 finds 7 crying. What does 2 do?
2: Saree Nett
7: Finley Ellis
Awkwardly the mage placed a hand to the shoulder of the ginger, patting it. “There, there,” he mumbled at the older man. “I’m sure you can grow a new one out of… Victoria.”
Sobbing Finley buried his face into his hands, shaking his head. How could Saree understand the pains of a botanist? The hours of dirt, feeding, maintaining its sun hours. Finley would have to start his work all over again.
2 : 1 and 6 are out on a date when 5 spots them. How does 5 react?
1: Amaris Mooney
6: Rudesind Pyr
5: Lyssander Sudworth
He looked once…
Then again…
And then he checked again…
Blinking the male froze in his path, head turning towards the unusual couple standing in line for some ice cream.
A young female, hair dyed purple as was popular with the youth, was practically running towards the parlor dragging along her unwilling even more unusual partner.
“Just get some for yourself, Mooney,” the horned man snarled. Sander could swear the eyes of the man flashed red for a split second matching the colour of his skin.
“No. Rude, you promised,” the female responded firmly as she pulled her partner closer, trapping his arm within her own with a grin. Sander wasn't sure whether she had called the tiefling rude, or if his name was actually 'Rude'.
“Youth,” the man growled, blowing hot air into Sander’s direction before breezing past.
Odd pair indeed, but they seemed to enjoy their time.
3 : 3 walks in when 8 is changing. What happens?
3: Okamuzumi
8: Aisling Payne
“Ah! Sorry, my apologies! I did not realise…”
Fretting the spirit immediately turned around, moving herself back out of the door once more as she covered her eyes.
Giggling Aisling watched the tree spirit leave as she finished pulling her shirt over her head. “It is alright, really. I could have locked the door,” she called after the woman.
4 : 1, 2, 4, 7, and 10 are in a car. What's going on?
1: Amaris Mooney
2: Saree Nett
4: Ondine Fear
7: Finley Ellis
10: Jaden Babic
“This is something different from our cars,” Finley mused. The ginger walked around the vehicle for the third time, each time finding yet another thing to feel fascinated about.
“Definitely different,” the tanned Saree agreed absentmindedly, hand resting on his chin as he opened the front door. “Very fascinating as well. How fast does it go again?” the mage called over his shoulder.
“It can run on an equivalent of 140, could be 180 horses. Depends on the car,” Amaris answered, hand waving in the air before she crossed her arms again. She was getting quite tired of both the botanist and the mage. Couldn’t they admire the car from the inside?
Giggling Ondine shrugged at the whole sight, already seated in the front with her seatbelt ready. Throwing a look over at the back she smiled at the dark shadow in the back.
“It’s fun, isn’t it?” she tried.
Silence.
“Hopefully we can leave soon. It would be awful if we were to be late,” the blondine tried again.
Hmpfing Jaden agreed with the female in the front seat, but said nothing more. Ondine was satisfied with at least that much of a reaction.
5 : 6 walks in on 1 and 9 in a bedroom. What happens?
6: Rudesind Pyr
1: Amaris Mooney
9: Miyako Koizumi
He honestly just wanted a moment of rest, close his eyes and sleep out the hangover. Fate didn’t seem to agree as he seemed to run into all sorts of figures today.
As was the case right now. Swinging open the door the tiefling hoped dearly for some relief when he instead found two sleeping figures already occupying the bed.
“Mooney!”
Before even Rude himself could realise his temper had gotten the better of him, his voice raising but immediately stopped as he found a sharp item to his throat.
“It is fine, Miyako,” Mooney mumbled as she rubbed the sleep out of her eyes. “Put that… whatever it is down,” the female continued. “Rude was my ice cream date.”
The short brunette gave the tiefling a brief glare before turning her weapon down, a smile replacing her features instead as she beamed.
“It is awfully nice to meet you, Rude! I’m sorry for pointing my kunai at you, but you came in so threatening!”
Rude just groaned at all the excitement thrown into his face. He just wanted to rest.
6 : While 3, 5, and 10 are cleaning, they find a photo book full of embarrassing pics of 2. What happens?
3: Okamuzumi
5: Lyssander Sudworth
10: Jaden Babic
2: Saree Nett
“What is this?”
Leaning the broom against her shoulder Okamuzumi picked up the album she had found in a corner. Pushing a few strands of white hair out of her face the tree spirit lifted the cover up, only to gasp at the sight.
“Oh, how realistic this painting is!” she blinked at the picture of a young dark-skinned male with dark curly hair, and warm brown eyes. A bright smile was on the young lad’s face as it sat naked in his bath, seemingly splattering around in the water.
Joining her Lyssander chuckled as he put down the rag he held in hands, taking over the album instead.
“They are called photographs, they aren’t paintings, but can be considered a form of art,” he explained gently to the spirit who gave him a sparse look before lifting another page. This time it revealed the same young boy, a little older as it ran down the beach, his butt bare.
“Are they usually of naked children?” the female questioned to which Lyssander grinned again.
“No, but this looks like Saree,” he mused.
A rustling next to the pair, along with a shadow hovering over the book signalled the arrival of Jaden whose interest had been piqued. Staring down the book the pale figure flicked to the next page, revealing the embarrassing phase called puberty even Saree had to suffer.
“Didn’t know he had braces,” Jaden commented, though somewhere they had always known. It was impossible for anyone to have such perfect teeth.
“Poor thing, the artist was particularly severe to his skin,” the tree spirit mused, a pout forming on her lips.
“Those are called zits, Oka,” Sander laughed before quickly taking the album away. This would be great blackmail later.
7 : 8 and 4 are playing a video game. Who wins?
8: Aisling Payne
4: Ondine Fear
“Banana peel left!”
“Than-- Oh, no! A shell!”
Groaning Ondine looked down at her controller as the car spiralled down the road. “Goodbye, Toad. I’m sorry for--- Ah, I’m back!”
With her lips pressed together firmly Aisling tried to maintain her position in the front, leaning one way and then the other along with the controller in hands. “Come on,” the elf pushed out before a familiar white and red dotted mushroom passed her.
“Come on, you said you didn’t know the game!”
Roaring Ondine passed over the finish line, the number 1 flashing on the screen in gold. “I don’t, I really don’t, but it is so easy!” the witch exclaimed, eyes bright and cheeks flushed. “So much easier than flying, or quidditch!” she continued with a huff.
Finishing her route Aisling threw the console away from her, crossing her arms as she turned towards the blondine.
“Then, let’s play this quidditch of yours!”
Laughing nervously the witch threw the elf a look. “About that…”
8 : 9, 7, 1, 2, and 6 are having a race. Who would win?
9: Miyako Koizumi
7: Finley Ellis
1: Amaris Mooney
2: Saree Nett
6: Rudesind Pyr
Brown eyes nervously made contact with his left, a pair of pensive blue eyes glanced in return. A subtle nod from a ginger was exchanged before a flash of red finished first across the finish line.
“Hahaaaah! I win!” the tiefling cheered, steering his kart around to do a round of whooping and cheering for his win.
The rest of the group stayed eerily silent, only letting go of a deep breath when Rude had his back turned to all of them, screaming something that sounded like: “Suuuuckeeersssss!”
“Did you brake?” Amaris turned towards the group, addressing no one in particular.
Miyako nodded. Her eyebrows raising a little as her lips were pulled into a long line instead of the usual bright smile.
“I spiralled out of the last turn,” Finley sheepishly admitted as he scratched his face, eyes not daring to meet that of anyone else.
Saree just slumped down in his seat, shrugging at the whole happening. “Who cares. Rude won, no eruptions, no disasters.”
“I would have won the race if I didn’t---”
Miyako didn’t get to finish her line as the rest interjected.
10 : 4 x 5. Who tops?
4: Ondine Fear
5: Lyssander Sudworth
“I don’t think this is a good idea,” Sander sputtered against the female pushing him down. Crawling back the male tried to escape the grasp of his seducer, eyes wide in shock in the sudden change of character.
Sweet, innocent Ondine had suddenly turned into a woman and there was nothing holding back the femme fatale she was promised to be. Uncaring the xana climbed on top of the male, hips swaying ever so lightly as the blondine leaned over him.
A faint sweet smell lingered off from the female, reminding Sander of pastries and freshly braked bread. and as their eyes locked Sander momentarily forgot how to breath.
He was doomed.
"Definitely feverish, but also very much turned on," the blondine announced to the room. Giving the male another push to the shoulder Sander fell into the bed as she crawled off.
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