Vampire: Someone offers you a chance at immortality. Do you take it, and why or why not?
Dear god, no. I have no desire to extend my life. There is peace in decomposing and giving your energy back to the world. I can’t imagine forcing myself through centuries and centuries of societal norms. I can’t imagine the sort of person I would be; certainly not the same one as any of the memories that make me who I am would assuredly fade and be replaced. What is the point of prolonged existence? I am no scholar. I do not over estimate my importance in this world. I am content to die when my body gives out beneath me.
Werewolf: If you had to spend your life with just one person, who would it be?
The one I am with now.
Witch: If you could change one thing about the world, what would it be?
I wonder. I think I’d balance it, if I could. So that no one would have to worry about survival. If an equilibrium could be found, that would be best. Homeostasis.
Ghost: Do you have any regrets?
Yes. I constantly regret taking what I have for granted. I guilt myself into believing that I am far better off than most, but I can’t help but wonder what might make me happier. All the while this underlying reasoning assures me that even if I changed everything in my life, I will grow accustomed to it and it will be the same as it is now. Ultimately, I like consistency and stability and I regret that I am so fickle a person.
Frankenstein: Is someone telling you how to live your life, or are you an independent person?
My life is driven by societal norms. In that respect, I have very little control over my life. I graduated high school, went to college, got engaged. I rent an apartment. I work retail. I suppose no one tells me to do any of this… but the other options are far too radical for my liking. I’m no interested in swimming against the current, but I find myself dissatisfied regardless.
Mummy: If you were to fall into an eternal sleep, do you think anyone would miss you?
I think some might, although I also think that they would feel a bit relieved.
Zombie: Do you miss anyone right now?
No, anyone I could possibly miss is little more than a few keystrokes away.
Faerie: If you could get away with anything, what would you do?
I would not pay for living expenses. I would take the money I earned and put it towards experiences, so that I might look back on my life more fondly that I might have done otherwise.
Nymph: What are you like when you’re by yourself?
Mermaid: How far would you go to keep the one you love?
I would be nothing more than myself. If they require more, then they should look elsewhere.
Shapeshifter: What would you change about yourself?
Nothing. This is a game drowning in self deprecation and I won’t play it.
Banshee: If you knew one of your loved ones/best friends had only one day left to live, how would you spend that last day with them?
I wouldn’t presume that I was the person they wanted to spend their last day with. It would change, depending on the person. Most of my friends live a long ways away. If it was their last day I would fly to see them, regardless of how much it would cost me.
Siren: If you could make anyone do anything, what would you make them do?
I wouldn’t. I certainly wouldn’t want someone forcing me into anything.
Genie: If you had one wish that would come true and couldn’t be reversed, what would you ask for?
I would wish, perhaps, to have a more direct sense of purpose. It is so awful to be faced with such an opportunity only to not know what you want.
Fury: What is a word/phrase that you dread to hear?
I’m not sure I have one of those.
Incubus: What would someone have to do to get in your pants?
Get me drunk, most likely.
Succubus: What’s one thing you can’t live without?
Excerpts from: "Straight White Male" - The Lowest Difficulty Setting There Is.
Douglas Adams is the best when it comes to describe characters
they need to teach classes on Douglas Adams analogies okay
“He leant tensely against the corridor wall and frowned like a man trying to unbend a corkscrew by telekinesis.”
"Stones, then rocks, then boulders which pranced past him like clumsy puppies, only much, much bigger, much, much harder and heavier, and almost infinitely more likely to kill you if they fell on you.”
"He gazed keenly into the distance and looked as if he would quite like the wind to blow his hair back dramatically at that point, but the wind was busy fooling around with some leaves a little way off.”
"It looked only partly like a spaceship with guidance fins, rocket engines and escape hatches and so on, and a great deal like a small upended Italian bistro.”
"If it was an emotion, it was a totally emotionless one. It was hatred, implacable hatred. It was cold, not like ice is cold, but like a wall is cold. It was impersonal, not as a randomly flung fist in a crowd is impersonal, but like a computer-issued parking summons is impersonal. And it was deadly - again, not like a bullet or a knife is deadly, but like a brick wall across a motorway is deadly.”
You forgot the best one though-
"The ships hung in the sky in much the same way that bricks don’t."