" clowns are a bothersome but can be very funny'" said the anthropomorphic griffin as he took a seat. His feathers seamed to move in a small breeze as he then looked over at Aalbus and said, " nice mask."

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"Well good for you skinny claw." Stefan quickly says in a sarcastic tone. "He's an idiot just like the rest of the world." Wrath shouts out as it roars. Stefan sighs as he punches himself in the face and falls down to the ground with a slam.

AAlbus glanced out the side of his mask's eye-holes at the Wrath-possessed gladiator. Did he really insult the intellect of a man boasting over 200 IQ points? For an instant he thought of echoing the (albeit disproportionately brutal) facepalm, but he could sense the demon writhing inside of him before he could consider it. His remarks were not his own. Instead, the masked aristocrat tenses back up. How he would love to throw down his glove right there and exorcize his demon in the ring of honor, but alas- he was not a licensed wRHG gladiator...

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" clowns are a bothersome but can be very funny'" said the anthropomorphic griffin as he took a seat. His feathers seamed to move in a small breeze as he then looked over at Aalbus and said, " nice mask."

The remark of an avian prompted AAlbusUUmbra to shift his gaze. 'Twas good to see his mask as such a conversation piece. "Why thank you, sir. Might I ask-" he started, only to get stricken down by an impromptu megacryometeor. (He has really terrible luck, you see) A couple of seconds passed before he stood back up and wearily took a seat, then continued, "Anyway, might I ask how you became an anthropomorphic griffon? I find such medical marvels to be rather fascinating..."

"Things sure have gotten noisy." He said, taking off his goggles to take in the new view, and the new audience. Crowds are never Luke's favorite, but with the variety of advantages being in one, he participated in anyway. He darted his eyes around the new ones, specifically the face-fisted Stefan, a rage-filled giant, and a strange masked warrior. An IQ of over 200? Pheh. Mere words. he thought as he heard his proclamation. But it was strange. He had never seen him before, at least not in the database and his jet black outfit, his demeanor and his mask revealed him to be a fighter. Hm...looks like Stickpage requires more attention. he mulled.

"True that. This isn't exactly a place for conversation, people. Hah...I made one, and unfortunately...binned. Hate you, Hewwy!" The man in the middle waved his hand, trying to make a fuss. "Ah, whatever. PSP for the win!" Before long, the writer went back to enjoying his games.

"...Their complaints aside, clowns? I LOVE clowns! They are pretty hilarious, with their ridiculous face! Seeing them at the festivals really spice up the atmosphere." The adventurer said with spirit, hoping to convey the fun and joy clowns had brought him. Wish he met them at night. With smeared make-up.

"As long as it isn't nighttime or he isn't a zombie or he's in my bedroom, I MAY be fine with him. Just don't let him touch me." Waving his black gaming console, Gamer answered as if out of duty.

"If I am the clown, yes. Otherwise, no." Short and abrupt. Clear cut. Monotonous. Badass.

Brandy becomes a bit puzzled and replies to the Interviewer, "Um, pardon me, but haven't I ask that kind of question before? You know, the part when you let me do some to everyone?"

Skinnyclaw blurts out her answer, "I want to be a clown!!", then plummets her back on the floor, oblivious that she's already one. The skeletons, Rome and Julie, do the same, but shatter into fragments.

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The Interviewer turned to Brandy, the mask's colour shifting a bit to a faint rosy pink colour as she looked up to ponder at her reply. Her mind reeled back to the past questions, searching for that same event in her mind before she got a hit. Her mask's focus turned back to the lady and the colour of her "face" faded back to egg shell white.

"I suppose so, though it would've been interesting to see past aspirations of everyone when they were just a child," she giggled and flapped her hands, as if mimicking a bird flying. Gradually she gained altitude, her floating form almost reaching up to the ceiling. "But oh boy, my first slip up~! This means that I can do..." She paused raising her hand and pointed it to the mob of OCs in front of her, "this!" With a resounding snap, the whole room around them crumbled and fell away revealing nothing but pure blue sky all around them and some clouds that littered the air with the sun beaming down on the small stretch of land underneath them. They all began to fall down, though there was no air pressure tightening on them as they lost altitude; only the feeling of a gentle breeze blowing into their bodies.

"Don't worry," she told them, though oddly enough her voice was not lost in the wind as it should have been. "This is all safe and you're in no danger. The next series of questions will be focusing on how you'll be reacting on different scenarios. On this first one, what will you do to save yourself from crashing to the ground when all you have is a napkin, pieces of string and a whistle?" And surprisingly enough everyone had gained the items that she had mentioned in a flash of golden light.

AAlbusUUmbra had no time to get a reply from the avian. The room crumbled into oblivion and left everyone free-falling, and the next question was asked as everyone received a number of materials. He listened, looked back at his conversation partner, flipped onto his back, then casually crossed his arms and elgs as he stared up at the interviewer. "Elementary," AAlbus laughed. "Forgo the need for said items and ask me to use Gravitas Amoveo on everyone!" Behind his mask, two mechanical eyes blossomed into glowing points of light. In the event anyone should fail to think of a means of escape, he was prepared to lower their gravity so they may land safely.

Stefan: Would love to stay and answer but I'm going now
*Exunt stage right*

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The remark of an avian prompted AAlbusUUmbra to shift his gaze. 'Twas good to see his mask as such a conversation piece. "Why thank you, sir. Might I ask-" he started, only to get stricken down by an impromptu megacryometeor. (He has really terrible luck, you see) A couple of seconds passed before he stood back up and wearily took a seat, then continued, "Anyway, might I ask how you became an anthropomorphic griffon? I find such medical marvels to be rather fascinating..."

"I was born a griffin and not turned into one by science you see," explained the griffin, "the dimension I come from there are very few humans and most anthropomorphic animals are born not made."

He then turned to the interviewer and answered the question just asked. "I would use the napkin like a parachute and flap my wings, as well, to slow my descent."

As it turned out, Hollywood missed any of the reassurance the interviewer had to give when panic set in as he plummeted. Steering his body towards the griffin, he used the string to wrap it around it's leg, frantically tying a knot around it and his arm as he blared the whistle so it couldn't think to stop him. (with your permission, of course, if not, ignore this and I'll omit and edit later) Clutching the useless napkin, his seething eyes found the interviewer as his heart almost pounded out of his chest. There are better people to yell at, but he shouted just as suddenly as everything fell apart around him.

"What the hell is the matter with you!?"


# Check the rules, Bluur. I don't mean to come off smug, but you're breaking one and another is the answer to your question. It'll save questions and issues later on than a straight answer for now

(I know its a bit late, but can i join in the Interviews?)

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(I know its a bit late, but can i join in the Interviews?)

(Yes you can.)
*Boom* "And I'm back. Not that anyone would notice" That would be Stefan that had just headbutted the wall down. Nothing different seemed about him as he took a seat again. "What did I miss?" As he reads the comments above he thinks for a while and says "I would tie the string to the napkin and whistle for people to see me as I land to the ground and create a huge crater." Stefan sighs and sits back in his seat as he quickly eyes at the others and say quietly "Interesting very interesting."

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(Yes you can.)
*Boom* "And I'm back. Not that anyone would notice" That would be Stefan that had just headbutted the wall down. Nothing different seemed about him as he took a seat again. "What did I miss?" As he reads the comments above he thinks for a while and says "I would tie the string to the napkin and whistle for people to see me as I land to the ground and create a huge crater." Stefan sighs and sits back in his seat as he quickly eyes at the others and say quietly "Interesting very interesting."

(Okay, cool. I'll join in when the next question comes in.)

Seeing the entire room collapse on itself, revealing as the sky, Brandy panicked as she fell down with the rest. Hearing the question and the assorted items, she exclaimed as it seems absurd to her, "Wait, are you kidding me!?" Shunning the "useless" items, she looked around and spots the humanoid griffin, then attempts to possess his body for a moment to obtain his flying ability. Brandy apologized to freewindgriffin as she takes temporary, yet full control of his body, thus making her able to levitate within the sky.

Skinnyclaw laughed her way down, flapping her arms as if she tries to become a bird, ignoring the tools she was provided. The bones of the skeletons, Rome and Julie, are scattered as they descend from above.

#freewindgriffin, Brandy has temporarily, yet taken full control of his body in order to fly in the air. Your OC can still talk, but as a subconscious within her mind, think of is as a voice in her head. Brandy has the ability of Body Possession, meaning taking full, yet temporary control of someone's body; gaining access to one's powers and weaknesses, and memories.