In The Interviewer’s Chair: Please Welcome Endelyn And Makovu!

This is the first character interview I have ever done, and after much deliberation I decided to interview Makovu and Endelyn together. I think it will be fun to watch them interact.

I’m going to bring them in here in just a moment, but first allow me to set the stage.

We’re in a film studio, surrounded by cameras and mics and lighting equipment, but the cameras aren’t rolling, the mics are turned off, only one of the lights is on. The studio is shut down for the night.

I sit regally in my interviewer’s armchair, facing an empty couch. The equipment is directly behind me.

Off to either side, other couches with end tables next to them are scattered about giving the room the feel of a lounge.

The single spotlight draws your attention to that empty couch.

The wall behind the couch and the two walls on each side are floor-to-ceiling glass windows.

We are in a skyscraper.

I am wearing a black knee-length pencil skirt with a navy blue blouse, my hair piled on top of my head in a professional-looking bun that adds two inches to my diminutive five-foot-two stature.

My feet are bare.

Behind me, the door clicks open and I get out of my chair and navigate carefully through the clutter to welcome my guests.

Endelyn emerges first, followed closely by Makovu.

Endelyn is wearing a loose-fitting gray sweater made of a soft-looking material and dark skinny jeans that accentuate her long legs. Her black high-healed boots boost her already six-foot frame by four inches so that she is nearly as tall as Mako. She is wearing her waist-length black hair down, and it falls down her back in glossy waves.

Makovu wears ripped, faded jeans and black biker boots with a snug white T-shirt. His long dark brown-and-caramel hair is falling in his eyes. As usual.

Me: (quietly) Hi, guys. (nods in Endelyn’s direction) Endelyn.

Endelyn: (takes an involuntary step backward)

Me: (cringes) Sorry. (nods at Makovu) Mako.

Makovu: (to Endelyn) She’s staring at me again. (to me) Is something wrong?

Me: Huh? Oh! No, nothing. Come on. You guys can sit right over here. (leads way to interview area)

Both: (immediately head for opposite couches off to the side)

Me: Whoa! Where do you think you’re going?

Both: (turn around grudgingly)

Me: You have to sit right there (points to couch facing the interviewer’s chair)

Both: (look at tiny couch in disgust) (drag themselves over to couch and sit down, careful to avoid touching each other in the process)

Endelyn: (sits bolt upright)

Makovu: (leans back casually, draping his arms over the back of the couch, crosses legs)

Me: Cool. So Anna and Christine have some questions for you… But you should know that I reserve the right to jump in with my own questions whenever I want.

Makovu: (raises one eyebrow and smirks) This oughta be fun.

Endelyn: Who are…?

Me: Anna and Christine are friends of mine. Let’s get started, shall we? (arranges self in armchair, flips through notes) Here we go. First question. What is your best memory? Endelyn?

Endelyn: (haltingly) That day in the desert… When I woke up…

Me: (softly) Yeah. I remember that day. What about you, Mako?

Makovu: (getting a faraway look in his eyes) When I went swimming for the first time.

Me: When was that?

Makovu: I was about two human years old… I stumbled across a pond. Nobody else was around…

Me: Water is very special to you.

Makovu: Yes.

Me: What is your worst memory?

Makovu: (shrugs) The day I left Haraka or… the day my family died…

Me: Endelyn? Your worst memory?

Endelyn: The same day. The day I woke up.

Me: Why?

Endelyn: Because I killed them. And because it hurt.

Me: Killed who?

Endelyn: My escorts. Nomad soldiers.

Me: And what do you mean, it hurt?

Endelyn: My senses had been deadened most of my life. Finally being able to feel… the pain was intense, excruciating. I had never experienced anything like it.

Me: Okay. The next question… do you have any siblings?

Endelyn: No.

Me: What about Landric? You are close to him, right?

Endelyn: Yes…

Me: But you don’t view him as family.

Endelyn: (blankly) I have no family.

Me: (nods slowly) (shifts in chair) (to Makovu) Do you have any siblings?

Makovu: I had a younger sister. She died when the rest of my family did.

Me: Tell us about your family.

Makovu: My father raised me in the jungle with the Kwanza until I was four human years old. He was… angry. Too young to be good father. After that I lived with my mother and the pack.

Me: Who was in your pack?

Makovu: (runs a hand through his hair and looks up at the ceiling, trying to remember) Itale was alphamale and Kupwa was his lieutenant… The girls were the hunters. Their brother was Itale’s rival for alphamale position. My mother was alphafemale. My sister and I were too young to have an official rank.

Me: Complicated.

Makovu: (grins) You could say that.

Me: How did you and your little sister get along?

Makovu: I was spoiled. She was… well, she was an outcast, really. I never understood why. We were inseparable, though. Partly because my mother always told me to look out for her, partly because I enjoyed playing big brother.

Me: Kind of like you do with Endelyn now?

Makovu: (looks at me sharply) What? No.

Me: (looks at Endelyn) How do you and Landric get along?

Endelyn: (shrugs) (twists hair around index finger)

Me: What is that supposed to mean?

Endelyn: We understand each other.

Makovu: (raises eyebrows)

Me: I see. (shuffles through notecards) Who has had the most influence in your life?

Endelyn: Landric.

Me: Mako?

Makovu: Haraka. I guess.

Me: Haraka is a cool guy.

Saint: Was. Was a… ‘cool guy.’

Me: You don’t know that he’s dead.

Makovu: He’s dead.

Me: You don’t-

Makovu: I know.

Me: Fine. Was a cool guy. (clears throat) Let’s move on. What is one thing you would give up your life for?

Makovu: Endelyn.

Endelyn: (calmly) He’s under orders.

Me: What did you say?

Endelyn: He told me once that those were his orders. To save me. Protect me.

Me: Does that bother you?

Endelyn: Should it?

Me: (rolls eyes) Endelyn and her rhetoric questions… It’s just that most girls would be insulted by him admitting that you were kind of a… project.

Endelyn: (shrugs)

Makovu: (raises eyebrows at me)

Me: (laughs softly) Is there anything you’d give your life for, Endelyn?

Endelyn: Aleks. I would have given my life for Aleks.

Makovu: (gives me a bewildered sidelong glance)

Me: (bites lip) I’m sorry.

Endelyn: Yes. Well. There’s nothing any of us can do about that, is there?

Me: (softly) No. I guess not.

Makovu: Aren’t you supposed to be asking us questions or something?

Me: (clears throat) Um, yeah. Something like that. (looks at notes) Here we go. Mako, what do you fear more – grief, torture, or death?

Makovu: (laughs flatly) Grief.

Me: Do you agree, Endelyn?

Endelyn: (softly) Yes. Grief.

Me: What do you think of authority in your life?

Makovu: What’s that supposed to mean?

Me: Do you believe in authority?

Both: Yes.

Me: Okay. Do you like it? Are you okay with it?

Endelyn: I respect those who force me to respect them.

Me: Mako?

Makovu: (haltingly) I think… we will always chafe against authority… unless love is factor.

Me: (under my breath) How oddly insightful of you. (to Mako) Is there any authority you respect?

Makovu: I don’t think I understand what you mean. There is no authority in our world. We answer to no one.

Me: So there is nothing or no one to whom you swear allegiance? You obey nothing?

Makovu: (dips his head slightly) My allegiance lies with no one but Mbaji.

Me: Endelyn, you’re being pretty quiet.

Endelyn: I answer to no one.

Me: (unconvinced) No one?

Endelyn: I look out for myself.

Me: Okay then. Next question. What’s your biggest life dream?

Endelyn: Aleks.

Me: (closes eyes and nods) (opens eyes) Maks?

Makovu: I have told you again and again-

Me: But it’s so cute…

Makovu: No. No “Maks.”

Me: (makes pouty lips) Fine. Your dream?

Makovu: (sighs) To belong somewhere, I suppose. (looks over at Endelyn)

Me: (raises eyebrows and clears throat) Do you have any pets?

Both: (blank stares)

Me: (sighs) A pet is an animal that belongs exclusively to you? Um, to be your friend? Like you take care of it and… stuff?

Endelyn: (to Mako) She is not very good at this.

Makovu: (laughs) No, she’s not.

Me: Would you answer the question?

Endelyn: (looks at Makovu) Tell her about Jota.

Makovu: I care for a young dragon.

Me: (skeptically) A dragon?

Makovu: (nods smugly)

Me: Whatever. What are some of your best memories living Nomad? Endelyn, that’s for you.

Endelyn: The food.

Makovu: (laughs)

Me: That’s not really a memory…

Endelyn: Traveling with the caravan… And eating the food.

Me: (sighs) That will have to do… Sorry, Christine. I tried. What about worst memory with the Nomad?

Endelyn: (clenches jaw)

Makovu: (to me, in an undertone) Ooh, you made her mad…

Me: (confused) What was wrong with what I said?

Makovu: (shrugs)

Me: Okay… While Endelyn is, ah, recovering, Makovu can answer this one…

Makovu: Who are you talking to?

Me: Um. The audience?

Makovu: You’re a strange girl.

Me: Thanks for the vote of confidence.

Makovu: Glad I could help.

Me: (grins) You’re adorable.

Makovu: Stay away from me.

Me: (winks) If you had to give up one of your personality traits, what would it be?

Makovu: What kind of-

Me: Don’t be mean.

Makovu: (glares at me)

Me: You still have to answer the question.

Makovu: I obey without asking questions.

Me: And you don’t think that’s a good thing?

Makovu: It would’ve spared me a lot of pain, that’s all I’m saying.

Me: Endelyn, you have to answer this one too.

Endelyn: My stubbornness.

Me: Why?

Endelyn: Like Makovu said… It would’ve spared me a lot of pain.

Me: Thank you both for you honesty. You may go now.

Thank you, Anna and Christine for your questions! 

Which was your favorite question? Which was your favorite answer? Who did you like better – Makovu or Endelyn? Who would you like me to interview next – one of the villains, Landric and his best friend? Hatari, a side character? Aleks?

I Done Got Tagged!

Can you believe it?

I can’t.

You see, I haven’t been blogging that long – I mean, two years or something, but who’s counting? – and sometimes feel like I haven’t made too much headway into the blogging world.

When I saw this “tagging” thing going on, I thought that it looked fun and secretly wished someone would “tag” me. But since no one knew I existed, well… I will leave you to imagine how that went.

This is turning into a bit of a pity-party for me, but that wasn’t the point. Several people were actually generous enough to say that anyone who wanted to participate were welcome to. But I resolved that I would wait until someone tagged me, specifically.

I am so flattered to have tagged by the lovely, um, well, the lovely young mystery person at Swords And Quills.

Let’s get to it, shall we?

Allow me to preface the photographs by saying that I don’t actually believe in basing a character off of a photograph. It feels too much like I am limiting myself to that picture, relying on it to know what my character looks like.

I would actually rather just draw them myself? Unfortunately, all my characters have remained elusive in this respect.

However, I have done some looking around for pictures that remind me of a character, or have certain similarities, just to serve as a reminder or an inspiration.

So, without further ado…

Keira looks something like this.

And Saint looks like this.

 

Who inspired this character?

No one. They simply sprung into my mind and haven’t left yet.

Okay, so maybe that isn’t entirely true?

I suppose that all my characters have a little of me in them somewhere. I know that I draw largely from my own emotions in order to write theirs.

However, I honestly don’t know anyone like Keira or Saint. Perhaps that’s a bad thing…?

What is their weapon of choice?

What a fun question! Let the killing begin!

Keira has no fighting skills. She doesn’t know how to use weaponry. She doesn’t have any martial arts prowess or neck-snapping talents.

Not because she isn’t athletic, mind you. She’s six feet tall and powerful. She simply has no interest in learning.

So. Her weapon of choice? Her words. Keira is reserved, a woman of few words. But when she chooses to speak, her words carry a lot of weight – to heal or destroy.

Oh. Yeah. Did I mention that she can kill people by singing? I may have forgotten that bit.

Saint, as an assassin, is proficient in all methods of killing humans. I admire him.

He can use a longbow, knives, or his own bare hands. Though he likes using his hands best.

Have they ever been physically violent with someone else? What instigated it?

Rather.

As aforementioned, Saint is an assassin. He kills people on a regular basis. So.

Keira gets in more than a few tangles with Saint himself. Originally, I had these be verbal fights, but decided emotions were volatile enough that things actually become physical.

They do not like each other. At all.

Are they more of a rule-follower or a rebel?

Neither Keira nor Saint has ever been all that great at following the rules.

Though for much of her life, Keira lived in perfect submission to Edmonde’s wishes, it was not fear, but lack of opportunity that made her so obedient.

Saint has been a rebel all his life.

What kind of child were they? Curious? Wild? Quiet? Devious?

Saint was spoiled as the oldest male child. Keira was… unnoticed. They were incredibly close, Saint in particular was extremely protective of his “little sister.”

Where would they go to relax and think?

Keira’s refuge was the other side of the Wall she was forbidden to beyond. Saint loves water.

Do they have a temper?

Yes. This might be part of the reason why they are always attempting to murder one another?

Would they be more likely to face their fears or run from them?

Both of them would rather face the inevitable. Though I suppose to be fair, I would have to admit that the reason they are together is because both of them were running from something.

When they are upset, do they turn to other people or isolate themselves?

I think that they would prefer to isolate themselves. But when they are together – and circumstances force them to remain together always – they are also forced to turn to each other.

Both suffer from nightmares, but don’t know it. Saint has a seizure-like episode. Keira is dying, and so suffers from intense hallucinations. These things force them into each other’s arms – literally – and so forces them to open up to each other, even though it’s the last thing they want to do.

Say 3 things about where your character lives (as broad or specific as you’d like).

Keira has moved around a lot. She was born among the Guardians, inside their domain. She was immediately taken by her guardian to live in the desert with a Fallen pack. When that pack was attacked, Edmonde saved her from being killed and took her to live with him in The Empire. Years later, he sent her to live with the Nomads in the desert.

Saint, like Keira, was born among the Guardians. When he was about four, though, he went to live with his mother – Keira’s guardian – in the desert. Miraculously, he was not killed with the rest of the pack. He wandered on his own for many years, picking up new languages and meeting new people. He is something of a nomad himself, you could say.

The end, I guess?

Thank you, Writer Of Swords And Quills, for tagging me.

I therefore tag Christine at Musings of an Elf, Mary Horton at Sunshine and Scribblings, Tracey at Adventure Awaits, and Victoria at Wanderer’s Pen.

And, of course, feel free to do the Dual Character Inquisition Tag yourself. All you have to do is link back to the person who tagged you – that would be me, my dear – pick two of your characters, include a picture for each, answer the ten questions, and tag three more people. And don’t forget to include a link to your post in the comments so I can come read it!

Do you have any questions for or about Keira or Saint? If you do, list them in the comments, and, if I get enough questions, I will do my first ever character interview! I know, I know. Calm down. We got firsts going on all over the place here. Sheesh.

My First Beautiful People!

I have never participated in Beautiful People before but now that I am following both Sky‘s and Cait‘s blogs, I am so excited to join them now!

So, without further ado, my first Beautiful People:


1. How often do they smile? Would they smile at a stranger?


Denise does not smile very much. Justus is probably the only person in her life who can make her smile.  It’s not so much that Denise is never happy… she just doesn’t express her happiness in smiles. She holds her happiness inside her, I suppose. She wouldn’t make eye contact with a stranger, much less smile at them.


2. What is the cruelest thing they’ve ever been told? And what was their reaction?


Hmmm… Denise has had to deal with some cruel revelations in her time. 


A “friend” had to break the news to her that she was going to be forced to marry and produce the heir of an elite Nomad leader – who also happens to be the boy she fell in love with, but she doesn’t know that. And honestly, it might not make that much of a difference, because it doesn’t matter who when you’re being forced, right? Her initial reaction is to be terrified, but outwardly she is detached.


Derk admitted to her that he was kind of using her as a pawn, so that was pretty cruel. She was more verbal than usual here. She screams at him some, but calms down pretty quickly.


3. What is the kindest thing they’ve ever been told? And what was their reaction?


That Justus is in love with her. She takes it in stride. She kind of already knew, so it wasn’t much of a surprise. Still, when someone makes a declaration it becomes more real and you have to deal with it, so Denise did deal with some shock. She was pained by what he said, but Denise is good at concealing her emotions. Too good.


4. What is one strong memory that has stuck with your character from childhood? Why is it so powerful and lasting?


This is a great question! I haven’t come up with a “first memory” for Denise yet, but she has some vague, blurry memories of her life before coming to The Empire. I should probably give her a real “first memory.”


5. What book (a real actual published book!) do you think your character would benefit from reading?


Um, any book? Denise can’t read, so… she would probably love to read just about anything. I guess if I had to pick just one I’d say the Bible?


6. Have they ever been seriously injured? How severely? How did they react?


Derk sprained her ankle, but he told Denise he was going to before he did it, so she was prepared at least. She also believed it was for a good cause. She deals with pain remarkably well. When he did this, she gasped at the pain but did not scream or cry. Come to think of it, Denise rarely screams or cries.


7. Do they like and get along with their neighbours?


I don’t know if this question is meant literally or not. Denise doesn’t have any neighbors. If we’re just referring to the people around her, then she gets along with them fine but does not particularly like any of them.

8. On a scale from 1 to 10 (1 being easy and 10 being difficult) how easy are they to get along with?


Well… she’s extremely easy to get along with in some respects. She doesn’t bother anyone, or talk to them at all. But she’s next to impossible to get to know, so in that way, she’s hard to get along with. She doesn’t let people in.


9. If they could travel anywhere in the world, where would they go?


Anywhere that isn’t permanently dark.


10. Who was the last person they held hands with?


Wow, this is a bit of a problem. I don’t think Denise has ever held hands with anyone. I will have to remedy this…


So there you have it? Do you have any questions about Denise? Do you have any characters who bottle their emotions? Who are calculated and cold?

Mirror, Mirror: Elle

Time for Beautiful People!

This is a meme hosted by Cait at Paper Fury and Sky at Further Up And Further In, intended to help you get to know your characters better, get support and feedback from your peers, and get to know other people like yourself – or, at the least, people as like yourself as anyone can be…

Let’s get started!

1. Give a brief overview of their looks. (Include a photo if you want!)

Elle is tall and slender, with dark hair, large eyes, unusually high cheekbones – think Eskimo – and dark skin.

2. Share a snippet that involves description of their appearance.

Um, sorry. There is no such snippet in existence, as of yet. My apologies.

3. What is the first thing people might notice about them?

Her eyes. They are large and dominate her face.

At first her eyes are eerie because they are, for lack of a better word, lifeless. After she is Awakened, they return to their natural amber brown color, but would still catch your attention because of their unusual color and the fact that they give you the impression that they are smoldering.

4. What are their unique features? (Ex: freckles, big ears, birthmark, scars, etc.)

I seem to already have answered this question a few times before…

No matter. I shall repeat.

Her eyes. Her height. Her dark skin.

5. How tall are they? What is their build (Ex: stocky, slender, petite, etc.)?

I’d say about six feet tall.

It’s funny, because originally, I wanted her to be short. Unusually so. Like around five feet or so.

How things change.

6. What is their posture like? How do they usually carry themselves?

Elle always has perfect posture. Her head is always held high. She has what you might call a regal bearing.

But she’s also intimidating. Her manner is not one that would encourage familiarity – as in, she’s not the type of girl you would walk up and hug. She’s standoffish, and you can tell.

7. Your character has been seen on a “lazy day” (free from usual routine/expectations): what are they wearing and how do they look?

She’d be wearing close-fitting trousers and a loose tunic. Her hair would probably be loose down her back.

8. Do they wear glasses, accessories, or jewelry on a regular basis? Do they have any article of clothing or accessory that could be considered their trademark?

She wears her hair loose, as I said, but it is interwoven with braids. This indicates warrior status, and even though Elle is not a warrior, her unique circumstances allow her to claim this honor.

Upon joining the Nomads, Elle made the decision to embrace her heritage in the few ways she could, so she got her nose, ears, and right eyebrow pierced.

9. Have they ever been bullied or shamed because of their looks? Explain!

Not really, no. Though perhaps she doesn’t fit in among the Nomad women as well as somehow who wasn’t so overtly different-looking.

10. Are they happy with how they look? If they could change anything about their appearance, what would it be?

Elle doesn’t care about how she looks, though if you were to ask her she would probably say that she doesn’t think she’s nice-looking.

Want to know more about Elle? Check out Childhood Edition, Evil Edition, Villain Edition and Beautiful People #17!

What do your characters look like? What do Elle’s looks tell you about her? Do you know anyone who looks like Elle? Does she remind you of anyone? Do you think someone’s personality is reflected in their looks?

Tell Me About Your Childhood: Elle

How is it already time for another Beautiful People?

Not that I’m not excited. I am.

It’s just that time is behaving a bit oddly, if you ask me. Vanishing before my eyes in this completely unacceptable fashion.

You would think it would have just a bit more respect for my personal life.

Anyway. Beautiful People!

Beautiful People is hosted by Cait and Sky – thank you, ladies! – and is so much fun, and a great way to connect with other writers. So go check it out! You can also check out last month’s Beautiful People here.

And whoever it is that thinks up the questions does a fantastic job.

The questions are killer. And this month is no exception.


1. What is their first childhood memory?

Hmm… this question was asked last time, too, and I ended up drawing a blank.

I’m gonna say that Denise’s first memory is of Roth singing to her and Saint as they all sat huddled on the bed.

But this memory is hazy and vague. Denise does not even think of it as a memory as much as a recurring dream or a flashback she can’t explain – so she doesn’t try to.

2. What were their best and worst childhood experiences?

The best was definitely her few short days with Justus – though this is kind of cheating, as Denise was not a “child” in the full sense of the word, when this happened. It’s the best I can do.

Her whole childhood has been a nightmare, but being taken hostage was rather traumatic. But, again, I don’t know if this “counts” as Denise was too young to remember being taken from her family.

3. What was their childhood home like?

For most of Denise’s early life, she lived with Roth and Saint with the Fallen. They made their home in the mountain crags, so it was beautiful. But Denise cannot remember her early home.

All she can remember is The Empire, where she has lived since she was four years old. There, she is surrounded by brutality, death, and poverty.

Denise lives in the Fortress, with Derk and what’s left of his family. Her room is bare and hollow. The floor is wooden. She has no windows. There is only one door, and it leads to the hallway. Her bed is the only thing in the room.

Except for the chest.

4. What’s something that scared them as child?

Denise has never known the sensation of fear.

5. Who did they look up to most?

Derk. He is like an older brother to her.

6. Favourite and least favourite childhood foods?

Food has never been particularly appetizing in The Empire. She likes red meat when she can get it, which isn’t often. She dislikes gruel and stale bread.

7. If they had their childhood again, would they change anything?

She would change everything. She would probably choose to live with the Nomads. Or perhaps even to fend for herself, live alone in the desert.

8. What kind of child were they? Curious? Wild? Quiet? Devious?

Lifeless.

Denise refused to talk after coming to The Empire, so quiet would be a bit of an understatement. She was a self-imposed mute.

9. What was their relationship to their parents and siblings like?

She had no parents or siblings. When she lived with Saint, they were inseparable. She admires Derk but they do not spend time together.

10. What did they want to be when they grew up, and what did they actually become?

Free. She wanted to be free.

And she became anything but.

Now that you know a little bit more about Denise, what do you think? Does she remind you of one of your own characters? Do you think you would like Denise if you met her in person, or hate her? Can you relate to her?