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#1

fuckyeahcharacterdevelopment:

For starters, introduce your character(s) to the people that are about to be spammed with them!

Name: Phineus “Quirk” Morel

Setting: Future Noir Cityscape

Best friend: Gideon “the Gentleman” Power

Favorite animal: Butterfly

Color of socks and shirt: White and bright pink respectively.

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#02

FUCKYEAHCHARACTERDEVELOPMENT:

BANG.
A LOUD NOISE WAKES YOU UP.
WHERE ARE YOU AND WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT?

you focus and find yourself in GP’s mansion. the great doors are shut behind you and you guess that’s what startled you ‘awake’. that’s an appropriate term for it, or at least, that’s what Gideon calls it when you come back to yourself. it’s not that you conk out, you are aware of what happened you just feel… disconnected to it all. like it’s a scene from a book you read.

the skin on your chin is tight and itchy, scratching at it flakes off red. the suddenly strong stench of copper tells you it’s blood and you remember now. your shirt is still clean though, your sleeves rolled up and the top three buttons undone. it’s wrinkled but not unsalvageable which means Gideon won’t me angry.

you consider it a successful day.

that's one hell of a mansion

#03

FUCKYEAHCHARACTERDEVELOPMENT:

THERE IS A MISSED CALL/TEXT/LETTER/HIEROGLYPH FOR YOU. WHAT DOES IT SAY?

you head up to your wing of the mansion. it’s immediately noticeable when you reach it: there’s dust and cobwebs everywhere. the dirt doesn’t bother you and Gideon doesn’t ask you to clean it up so you’re content to let it stay.

you push open the door to your room and notice instantly that it’s been disturbed. just subtle differences from how you left it: the corner of your bedspread straightened, dust cleared from certain spots, but mainly it’s the note settled on your armoir. why do you even have a armoir?

it’s fine letterhead, thick and tinted off white. even if the elegant green type face hadn’t proclaimed so, you would have known that this was Gideon’s.

it just says he’ll be out, taking care of business. don’t wait up, don’t set the place on fire, etc.

you wonder what he’ll do once he figures out that business has already been taken care of.

that's not what an armoir looks like

#04

FUCKYEAHCHARACTERDEVELOPMENT:

FROM OUR VERY OWN PEN!
“THE POWER GOES OUT. WHAT DO YOU DO TO PASS THE TIME?”

you should wash the blood off before going to bed.

#05

FUCKYEAHCHARACTERDEVELOPMENT:

I’M HUNGRY.
WOULD YOU FEED ME? IF SO, WHAT? CAN YOU COOK (IF NOT, WOULD YOU TRY?)

you’re going to ask the guy with blood on his face what he would feed you?

okay.

well.

would it be terribly cliche if the answer was: the blood of your enemies? this answer only works if your name is Gideon Power though. If you’re reading this as Simon than the answer is take out.

what if your someone else? no one cares. he certainly doesn’t.

#06

FUCKYEAHCHARACTERDEVELOPMENT: