Okay, so this got a little out of hand tbh
but I canât even be mad because Iâve had such a hard time writing over the last month that any type of character study is helpful
(Jake and Damien are the only two from the same story. Most of the others... should never meet LOL)
@elisabeth_ist enjoy
- Jake
- Damien
- Rachel
- Micah
- Beckett
- Linny
- Kezzia
- Tetrina
- Ben
- Tullius
3 and 5 get three wishes. The catch is that they have to agree on all three wishes before they get the benefits of any of them. What three wishes would they make?
Rachel and Beckett
Rachel: (texting) [Wishes have to be pretty specific, right?]
Beckett: * jumping * âHow did you get my number?â
Rachel: (texting) [It wasnât hard to find. Youâve never tried to cover your digital footprint. You didnât answer my question, though.]
Beckett: âUh, yeah, I guess vague wishes never quite turn out right. Umm. Just how specific are you talking?â
Rachel: * smirking * (texting) [I wonât ask any questions, if thatâs what youâre worried about. You have any ideas?]
Beckett: âLet me think for a minute...â
Rachel: (texting) [GIF âI really do want world peace!â]
Beckett: * chokes on his drink from laughing *
Rachel: (texting) [What about steady work?]
Beckett: * pales * âI donât think thatâs a good idea... What about... peaceful, fulfilling lives?â
Rachel: * nods * (texting) [How about effective communication?]
Beckett: âOh, yeah. I like that one. And... a lifetime supply of...â
Rachel: (texting) [Pizza?]
Beckett: âYES! You have the best ideas!â
Rachel: * face-palming * (texting) [That was a joke...]
Beckett: âToo late! No take backs!â * laughs *
9 kidnaps 8, and 7 and 4 must team up in order to rescue 8. What happens next?
Ben kidnaps Tetrina. Kezzia and Micah need to rescue Tetrina.
âHow did this even happen? No one can sneak up on Tetrina!â Kezzia pinched the bridge of her nose.
âDonât ask me, darlinâ, Iâve never even met her,â Micah responded dryly.
âWhy are you even here, then?â Kezzia questioned tersely, rereading the ransom note.
âI donât f**king know. Thatâs what Iâve been asking you all morning,â Micah laughed.
Kezzia glared over at him, but continued her task. âThis seems fairly cut and dry, but unless you have several million dollars lying around, then Iâm going to have to sneak in to get her. My biggest concern-â
Micah snorted. âWhy do you get to be the one to do the f**king hero work?â
Kezzia gave him a pointed look, silencing him. âIf you would have let me finish what I was saying, I think I can help with the breaking and entering, but whatever they have keeping Tetrina there is not going to be my forte. But youâre good with electronics and such, yes?â
Micah huffed out a sigh. âThatâs not my forte, either. But I think I know enough to be useful. Why did she even get kidnapped?â
Kezzia shifted around uncomfortably. âI think Ben might have gotten bored. Câmon. Letâs do this.â
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âMicah, whatever you do, donât piss off Tetrina,â Kezzia whispered as they crept down a passageway.
Micah quirked an eyebrow. âI donât know why you think Iâd piss anyone off.â
âThatâs all youâve been doing all day,â Kezzia growled quietly.
âMore concerning is that this has been too easy,â Micah pointed out with a grin.
âI know...â Kezzia paused, straining to listen to the tiny sound sheâd heard. âQuick, in here,â she hissed, shoving Micah into a doorway and tumbling on top of him.
âDarlinâ, youâre not going to seduce me with your feminine charms,â Micah drawled, moving Kezzia off of his chest.
Kezzia flushed. âI wasnât. You donât. Ugh. Never mind. I think thereâs another way out of this room,â she gritted out.
Micah offered his hand to help her up from the floor. âThanks,â she mumbled. âThis way. She should have contacted us already.â
âFrom what youâve mentioned, Iâm sure Katrina is holding her own.â
âTetrina,â Kezzia corrected.
âMy bad,â Micah responded, trailing after like a lost puppy.
âHere,â Kezzia pointed. âThereâs traps that need disarmed on this one. That means sheâs close.â
Micah began sweating. âIâll, uh, do what I can, but no promises, okay?â
âOh, I donât need any promises. Mess it up and we all die,â Kezzia mentioned nonchalantly.
Paling, Micah began carefully tinkering with the wires. After several tense minutes, there was a hydraulic * hiss * and the door popped open slightly. âI think itâs safe now?â Micah perused the wires one more time.
âPerfect.â Kezzia cracked the door slightly, inching it open slowly before it was wide enough to slip through. âThere,â she whispered, gesturing across the room.
âHow can you see? Itâs f**king dark in here,â Micah grumbled under his breath.
They both froze as a spotlight flooded over them.
âNice of you to join us,â a mellow voice greeted them. âI was beginning to think you werenât going to show up.â
âBen,â Kezzia growled. âWhat did you do to Tetrina?â
Across the room, Tetrina sat up. âHe didnât do anything, Kezzia. I was just waiting for you.â
Kezzia gaped at them as her brain attempted to make sense of what she was hearing.
âHi, Iâm Micah. I donât think Iâve met you. And I certainly would have remembered meeting you, Ben,â Micah smiled flirtatiously.
Kezzia rolled her eyes as Ben stared at Micah in confusion.
âBen, we canât keep coming to rescue people,â Kezzia chided.
âWait, this has happened before?â Micah shouted.
Tetrina stretched and yawned in the background as Ben cast a sheepish glance around. âNo one was answering my messages,â he admitted quietly.
âWhat do you need help with,â Kezzia groaned.
âHere,â Ben quickly handed out laminated papers to each of them. âI have your tasks all printed out.â
Tetrina shook her head in amusement as Micah stared at them all in shock.
âJust text us individually next time, Ben. None of us check the group message,â Kezzia ordered. âDonât you have people to help you with setup, anyway?â
Ben nodded. âYes, but theyâre too nosy. Plus, this was more entertaining.â
âI told you he was bored,â Kezzia stated, her triumph tempered by her annoyance.
7, 5, and 9 are in the car while 3 is driving. They near a McDonald's. Who demands to stop there? How does 3 respond?
Kezzia, Beckett, Ben, and Rachel is driving
âWeâve been in the car all day. Iâm starving,â Beckett grumbled quietly in the back seat.
Kezzia perked up. âI just saw a sign for a McDonaldâs. Want to stop? Is that okay, Rachel?â
Rachel frowned and wrinkled her nose, but finally shrugged and nodded.
âYesss,â Beckett practically bounced. âYou have to take this exit right now!â
Rachel cut through several lanes of traffic before giving Beckett the middle finger.
âRachel doesnât like backseat drivers,â Ben calmly reminded the two in the back while pulling his tablet out. âWhat do you to want to order? Iâll compile a list.â
âOf course you will,â Kezzia mumbled.
âWe can just order one of everything and sort it out once weâre on the road again and then we wonât need to stop again for a while!â Beckett suggested enthusiastically.
Rachel snorted, rolling her eyes as she cued up in the drive thru.
âAs long as I can file that under trip expenditures,â Ben mused, quickly typing a few notes.
Kezzia peered at the menu. âOoh, extra apple pie orders, please!â
âAnd extra fries!â Beckett tacked on.
âYou two have ridiculous appetites,â Ben noted apathetically.
âYep,â Beckett and Kezzia agreed simultaneously.
1, 4, and 10 are staying the night in a haunted house. How do they respond?
Jake, Micah, and Tullius
Micah: âWait, is this a âhaunted houseâ or a haunted house?â
Tullius: * glancing around nervously * âIâll stay awake for the first few hours. Whoâs up after me?â
Jake: * laying out his sleeping bag * âWhat? Just go to sleep. Nothingâs gonna happen.â
Micah: âI donât know, Jake. I kind of like the fact that Tullius brought his f**king sword.â
Jake: * snorting * âThatâs not going to help you against a ghost or anything else supernatural.â
Tullius: * jumping at tiny noises *
Micah: âSomehow that doesnât make me feel better.â