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1. Enter 10 of your OC's names: (If you don't have 10 OC's, then write in characters from an OC's... fandom... I guess. Don't forget to write what book/game/series/etc. they're from!!!)
1. Khalid Armand/Lupei/Rahal/Rahali
2. Javed Rahal/Rahali
3. Matthew Xandus
4. Kain Blizzard
5. Yuki Rahal
6. Lucius Lupei
7. Ryu Silent
8. Siren Silent
9. Deaondre Rahal
10. Damien

2. 9 and 7 are spies in the same organization and have been partnered on the same mission. Write a short paragraph/script/other on one of their points of view, or, as a narrator.
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Deaondre & Ryu
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Ryu was not necessarily a tall man, however, he was a huge man. Barrel chested, muscles, and quite possibly the size of two extra large opera singers in girth, he was not exactly the epitomy of attraction. Straw blonde hair, dark blue eyes, a crooked, hooked nose, and his upper lip was bigger than his lower lip. No, not at all the attractive sort. Despite this, he was an amazing warrior, a weapon master, a brilliant tactician, and a fucking battering ram to boot. However, he found himself quietly jealous of ... well, the most unusual thing. Deaondre had quite possibly the silkiest, fluffiest flock of curly dark brown hair Ryu had ever seen. Ever. He wanted to touch it, to caress it, to -- Deaondre glanced at him, one eyebrow up and one eyebrow low, a simi-smile with that "what the fuck is wrong with this guy" expression. Oh, right. Don't unconsciously reach the hand out to touch people hair, Ryu. That's just creepy. Especially if you want to keep your woman lover reputation.
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3. Well thank squash they're not really spies... right? Now, 5 and 6 are fighting over 4. Who wins, or how does it go?
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Yuki & Lucius & Kain (quite possibly the most disturbing prompt ever)
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Swirling through the air, the noise of metal, sharp, fast, whirled past Yuki's head, shrill and precise. Yuki didn't want to see it that way, "You're a poor shot."

"You have no idea." Lucius replied, shrugging, his smirk playing across his features. Ah, cousins. There to harass, prank, and utterly humiliate. "About your father... you know, he has the most beautiful eyes."

"... What?" Yuki was taken off guard so greatly, he sputtered out his inquisition, spit flying onto the ground. His icey blue eyes snapped up to Lucius, several inches taller than him, and he gave him quite possibly the most disgusted expression he could muster. Which was pretty impressive, to say the least. "What the fuck? He is your uncle, idiot!"

"Oh, right, right," Lucius nodded, pulling another dagger from the other boot. His hand flew back, and then again, the sight of his vision before his eyes - and the dagger struck above Yuki's head this time, rather than beside it.

"You hustling little prick." Yuki spat, stomping away hurriedly in an effort to save face.
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4. ...Lovely. Now, 3 and 1 are set on a blind date together. 10 is jealous and randomly interrupts. What happens?
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Matt & Khalid & Damien (again, fucked up beyond belief, but not as bad)
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Tossing a penny into the fountain, the way his normally slumped, half-assed posture allowed, his other hand made itself busy pulling the smoking cigarette from his lips.

"Hey... ah... errr..."

The blonde turned around, dark blue eyes focusing on the figure that had addressed him. "Can I help you, Khalid?"

"Oh God why." It wasn't even a question - it was a mourning, apparent by the distraught tone of Khalid's voice. "YOU are my blind date?"

The cigarette's ashes dispersed across the pavement when it hit the ground, and Matt sighed. "You made me waste a cigarette."

"Never, ever again will I listen to my brother. Ever."

"What did he tell you about me?" Matt smirked at him now, as he bent down, getting the cigarette, and flicked it into the canister. "Do I have large tits? Child-birthing hips? Am I a red head?"

"... Yes, pretty much." Khalid nodded after a moment, a finger on his lips as he contemplated the question. He sort of expected this sort of thing, but none-the-less, he did not expect to see light brown curls and smoldering light blue eyes approach. Incredibly familiar smoldering blue eyes. "Damien?" A truly surprised remark.

"You two... here? What are you doing?" Damien was ever holding his grudge against them in check. He'd been treated the worst, and he would not soon forget it. Venom poisoned the words he didn't even bother to try to sound friendly saying.

"Yes, here, because here is a perfectly acceptable place to be -- "

"Before you arrived," Matt muttered, but Khalid continued without missing a beat. Like old times. "And because we were set up on a hot blind date. He's a red head with big tits. I'm..." He glanced at Matt, and Matt joined in, "A brunette with huge tits."

"So creative." Khalid nodded at Damien, as if that summed it up, "Just like Javed, don't you remember?"

Damien glanced between the two of them with contempt, and didn't answer, turning away and taking his smoldering else where.
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5. That's nice. Now, 2 and 6 are in a terrible car accident. 6 is better and decides to visit 2. What happens?
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Javed & Lucius
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Pushing his way past a burly female nurse with a cross expression obliterating any attractive features upon her face she might have had, Lucius was hasty as he made his way down the hospital wards. The smell of death was thick in the air, and as he came upon his uncle's cot, he almost regretted coming. He had come to assure himself of his uncle's health, to see how his uncle was, but his uncle was an immortal, and time heals all for such creatures. For the humans here, death was imminent - barely any ever survived. Not often was the jovial actor put against such dark wits like this, and he knelt down beside Javed's cot, his hand catching Javed's smaller one as it rose into the air.

"It bothers you," Javed said simply, the clotted blood still crusting in his dark blue-black hair from the accident. His dark green eyes searched Lucius' face, eyebrows furrowed. He wasn't used to seeing Javed like this - serious, hurt, or searching. "I didn't ask you to come."

"It would bother me more if I didn't." Lucius replied, clenching onto Javed's hand just a bit tighter. Actions spoke louder than words to his uncle. Something Lucius could easily comprehend, as an actor - something Lucius could easily and accurately provide. His eyes had glanced down at the dirt beneath the make shift cot, and then back, almost bashfully, to his uncle's searching face.

"You are a lot like your father."

"Do you wish I was like you?" Lucius grinned at the turn of the conversation.

Javed rolled his eyes, turning his head away from Lucius, and chuckled ever so slightly under his breath, though he did not smile. His face cleared of the stressed emotion it had before, however, and that was good enough for Lucius. When he looked back at Lucius, he smirked, and it physically warmed Lucius' heart, as if falling into a soaking warm bath, engulfling him. Lucius laughed as Javed responded, "I would never wish such evils upon you."
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6. Now, 4 and 8 used to go to high school together (but were rivals) and they suddenly see each other at a Starbucks 3 months after graduation. What happens?
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Kain & Siren
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Pushing a cup of water across the counter, Kain stiffly ignored Siren's glances. She was getting increasingly angrier and angrier, and unlike himself, she was liable to explode. Kain? Oh, no. He has no memories of ever doing such a thing, in this life or the one before it. Of course, he does have the frequent bouts of blacking out and waking up looking as if he'd washed in blood. Ahh, but he lets himself forget. Or so he tells people, and possibly even himself.

"Enjoying your water?" She finally snaps, as if something had poked her hard in the ribcage.

Kain looked at her as if he had no idea she was there, "My, my, I didn't know little princesses came to commoner stores."

"My, my, who goes to a coffee shop for water?" Siren mockingly replied, sneering at him.

"People who eat people."

She paused mid-sip, and slowly lowered her cup. She stared into it, perhaps at her reflection, and decided it would be a very good point in the conversation to turn around and walk away.
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7. Geez. Last question. 2 and 5 have a kid together *biologically or adopted* and the kid decides to go goth. How do 2 and 5 react?
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Javed & Yuki (...... THEY ARE FATHER AND SON. WTF??? I'll write it anyway for the holy-ness of crack and loop holing.)
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Throwing a boiled egg at the ground, he watched as the small child swarmed to it, smashing it with it's little fists and then mercilessly eating it as if an animal.

"Ahhh, childhood," Javed sighed, a half smirk as he leaned back in his chair to relax, arms relaxing on the head of the couch and legs crossing. "The time of destruction and chaos. How I enjoy watching it so."

"You're a sick, sick man." Yuki chided as he came in from the bathroom, scooping the small girl into his arms and kicking away the remains of the egg. "Who teaches human babies to eat like animals?" He spat, sneering as he turned towards the kitchen. "It's called baby food."

"Baby food is disgusting, I tried it," Javed made a rather disgusted face, himself, eyes glancing off to the side as he thought upon the memories, "And to answer you question - an animal."

"I hate you," Yuki said simply as he popped the top off of the baby can, pouring it into the plate. Alexiel sat on his hip quietly, not even a single cry from the loss of the egg.

Javed nodded, lips pursed, and rolled his eyes. Somehow it turned into shaking his head half way, as if declining the existence of Yuki's feelings. Probably. "Can't it just eat crap the way it does instinctually?"

"It's a girl, not an 'it'," Yuki scolded, half-turning to pointedly glance at his father, "And no, it's a human, it needs to learn human manners."

"Can't we just feed it people?"

"Just because some people are cannibals of their own kind," Yuki began as he walked closer to Javed, where the high chair was, and slid Alexiel into the chair, setting her plate in front of her, and then holding up a finger as if teaching Javed a lesson, and again, pointedly looking at him, "doesn't mean the general public ever, ever should be."
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8. Now tag 3 people who may hate you forever if you tag them. Don't forget to tell them they're tagged
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