I’m not going to pick favorites. I’m friends with everyone in my group and I’d rather keep it that way. But if you must know, well… Ha, you thought.
I just got here. I also don’t care about superficial labels like favorite or least favorite.
Woah, woah, why would I do that? We can all team up and overthrow the government, problem solved.
I’d kill myself before I participate in something like this. But if it’s an actual game, I’d love to participate for the thrill of making strategies. Alone, hopefully.
A large penthouse in the middle of a big city. But not much of a dream if I already live there!
A remote, old victorian home, on a mountain or deep in a forest.
…I’d rather not think so far into the future.
In peace and quiet. I know it sounds unrealistic.
Hmmm, why don’t you guess? Wouldn’t be fun if I told you everything
Dominic left and is now being dragged back.
I think the culprit is always someone you least suspect, no point in guessing when it could be anyone. Even me!
Amani.
A lifetime supply of food. Then I’ll live there forever.
Shapeshifter
People call me a vampire and I’m not sure if I should be insulted or agree.
I remember my first performance, I was playing alongside my parents and I was so lost in it then. It was like nothing else existed. But I remember feeling very… Euphoric? If only I could go back and relive that.
The day before I was born.
Gee, I wonder.
Book critic.
No one’s listening, right?
He looks around, before taking a deep breath.
I have this black cat named Muffin. She’s 3 years old now and I always hang around her. If I had a best friend it would be her.
I love sunny weather, reminds me of carefree summers
Below freezing, foggy, a little rain doesn’t hurt too. You asked.
Well that’s no fun
I really won’t kill someone for looking at me. Try it. Go on.
Summoning demons every Wednesday. What do you expect from a musical family? Seriously though, every time we gather to perform or practice together, or even hanging out by just talking over dinner.
All of them?
Not a fan of hiding my magic around them, I’ll be honest. But a lot of my dear friends have no magic, so how could I judge?
Lucky.
I feel naturally motivated when I’m doing things I love.
Spite.
Yes.
It’s just a metaphor.
I think 
for my mom and 
for my dad. It describes them well. They’re kind of opposites, but work perfectly together. One can’t exist without the other for too long. Oh, all that rambling aside, isn’t it obvious what our group chat would be named?
I feel a bit offended… I don’t know, 
and 
? I’d make a group chat if you just hand me that ouija board over there. Ha… Ha.
You’ll find out in the end. We all will :)…
Drama. Too much of it.