"Choose a few of your characters and make them answer these questions (no more than 5 chars). Then, tag at least three more people."

Unexpected, but not unwelcome. Still, while two choices are obvious, I'm at a loss for a third. Let's see.

I choose:
Rien: Reckless Dutchman, vampire of the Ventrue bloodline, newly nominated Seneschal of Transición, and a disgrace - but a very useful disgrace.
Romanova: Vampire also, Tzimisce of Russian descent, and a reluctant, uninterested member of the Sabbat.
Corrigan: US-born, soldier, and a Knight of Radamanthys, of the Euthanatos. In other words, a mage.


How old are you?

Rien: I turned 73 this August, but in the words of a certain lady of the lupine persuasion, "You wouldn't believe." That's to say, I look about thirty.
Lidia: Age? Meaningless, but let me count... Mm. Unless my memory fails me, that would be 296.
Charlie: 24. End of story.

What's your height?

Rien: 191, and believe me, in company where everyone's age surpasses mine by decades at the least, I appreciate being a head taller than anyone else.
Lidia: I believe you are aware of my clan's certain... versatility in this area? I thought so.
Charlie: 173, no desire to change in either direction.

Are you a virgin?

Rien: *This is where he pauses to stare at you for a moment, and then laughs.* ...no. Haven't been since I was fourteen, and I'm quite happy about it.
Lidia: This matters to you exactly how...? I have no such inclinations, but no, I was not a virgin at the time of my Embrace.
Charlie: ... ... No. And that's all you're gonna get on this subject.

Who's your mate/spouse?

Rien: I'm a manwhore and a womanizer. No, really, I mean it. And yet... But you were going to ask about secrets later? Then I'll leave you to squirm until then.
Lidia: There was a woman once, a woman I can say I loved... As far as one such as me can still remember those times of warmth and comfort. No matter; she died not long after me - and since you no doubt would wish to ask, no, not at my hands.
Charlie: I tend to keep them for a night at a time.

Do you have any kids?

Rien: A mortal daughter sought me out five years ago. There might be others; I haven't been exactly careful in all my, hm, intimate relations. Nonetheless, I also have an immortal Childe.
Lidia: I've brought two others into the fold, because it was asked of me. I have never been a mother.
Charlie: No.

What's your favourite food?

Rien: Of all things, coffee seems to have become a habit... That's right. But, blood. Sweet, feminine, mercurial - and laced with as many intoxicants as healthily manageable.
Lidia: Is this not a mite too obvious?
Charlie: Tacos, Mexican food in general... If it's tagged "halal", I won't touch it.

What's your favourite ice cream flavor?

Rien: I really like chocolate, even now, but if presented with a choice, I'd probably try something I haven't yet tasted. After all, there might yet be something better somewhere in the world.
Lidia: *Blank stare.* I was dead when it was brought to widespread supply.
Charlie: Cherry and rum!

Have you killed anyone?

Rien: Four times, and I remember each like it was yesterday. I give my all, and I would give more if I could, to avoid doing it to the very end.
Lidia: More than I care to, or can, count.
Charlie: In war, we must sometimes kill to defend ourselves. In peace, we must sometimes kill to avoid further harm. In either case, we must not hesitate to do what is right. So yes. I have.

Do you hate anyone?

Rien: A reply springs to mind immediately, followed by a score of others, but in the end, after due consideration... The only one I can say I hate is myself, and even that is a half-hearted hatred that fades under scrutiny. Apparently, I am not very good at hate.
Lidia: Yes.
Charlie: With a passion - for a day at a time.

Have any secrets?

Rien: Oh, many. Don't we all? But alright, alright, since I promised... There is a zesty and fiery young lady who goes by the name Ana Ximena - and I have come within moments of bending knee and proposing to her.
Lidia: *With a wry smile.* Believe me, you're better off not knowing.
Charlie: As much as the next person. But as this seems a fairly open, non-discriminating interview; while I am officially an invalid, honorably discharged, in truth there is absolutely nothing wrong with my body.

Do you love anyone?

Rien: A handful of people, all in different ways. Ana Ximena is my love and my Childe, and none can surpass her; but I do love my Maker, my blood brother and Prince, each of my sectmates and friends to a degree - and I do love my daughter.
Lidia: No. As I have told you before, such times are behind me by far.
Charlie: My mentor, and as much as I hate clichés, my family and friends.

What is your job?

Rien: ...businessman. Oh, what the hell; I fence stolen goods. In the Camarilla, my job is to find out what there is to be found out, keep it all together and coherent, and make sure everything runs smoothly.
Lidia: If I can be said to have a mortal occupation, it would be plastic surgeon. I have no qualms about turning my clan's guarded specialties to the purpose of gaining capital.
Charlie: I served my country in Iraq for six years, but now I should find something else... Since construction companies won't take an invalid, I'll probably end up driving something for a living.

What do you do to relax?

Rien: Going from mildest to strongest, depending on the need and the moment: talk, socialize, dance and party, sleep around, fight, get hurt, get drunk, get stoned.
Lidia: Usually, go to the cinema. I find myself very fascinated by the moving picture.
Charlie: Work out, break and fix stuff, drive around, sometimes go to bars and the like.


I'm tagging... Nellynalle, Onis, and RadioFreeDeath.