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1. You wake up in the morning. What's the first thing you do?
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Spend three hours perfecting your just-got-out-of-bed hair.
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Realise you should have been up half an hour ago, accomplish your morning tasks in thirty seconds flat, blur past your family and out the door (possibly on rollerskates)
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Get a quick 5000 situps in before breakfast.
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You don't have to wake up; you're too cute.
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The same thing you do every morning; try to take over the world.
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Get up, get dressed, go to school. It doesn't really matter.
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I don't exist yet.
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2. Describe the object of your affections.
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Two words: chocolate ice-cream.
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When I get home from this war I'm gonna marry that girl.
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Affection is a weakness! I will not endanger my mission...
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I vary between Generic Heroine and Generic Evil Guy, depending on my mood.
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I have no affection for anyone, since my father/mother/sister/brother/entire family/whole tribe/the population of my country were brutally slaughtered back in '63.
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He's captain of every sports team, he's top of every class, he's followed by hordes of adoring fangirls everywhere he goes.
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The girl next door.
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3. What's your best subject in school?
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I'm not very good at lessons, I tend to get by on my cuteness alone.
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Anything where I get to use my boundless energy and enthusiasm!!!!
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Drama. Definitely.
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I'm not good enough at any subject to overshadow my best friend.
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World Domination 101 was cancelled when I blew up the classroom again.
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Maths, physics, chemistry, thermonuclear weapons- no, damn, that's extracurricular...
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I don't know, I'm really just scribbling in straight lines on the paper.
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4. Somebody trips you up in the hallway. What do you do? |
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Nothing today, but one day I'll show all you little people...
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Step over the foot and break the fool's ankle on the follow-through.
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Wince and clutch my leg while my best friend makes mincemeat of whoever was responsible.
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My horde of adoring fans catches me before I hit the ground.
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I don't get tripped up. I'm the one standing at the back of the crowd gawping.
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Nothing much. I trip over all the time anyway.
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Look at them with enormous wobbly eyes until they apologise or run away screaming.
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5. It's lunchtime. What are you eating?
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Everything in sight.
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Whatever my minions have cooked for me.
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Whatever my best friend doesn't want from the bento I made for us.
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I don't eat, but every girl in school has made me lunch. So have quite a few of the boys...
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Keiki! Keiki! Wai! Wai!
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A perfectly balanced meal consisting of all the major food groups.
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It's the same mouthful over and over again, you know... Damn cheap animation.
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6. Which school societies are you a member of?
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Whichever ones the protagonist is in.
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I follow my friends to whichever clubs they join.
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Cheerleading! And gymnastics! And I'm trying out for the school swimming team next week!
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The computer club. Even though the teacher's an idiot who couldn't hack an enemy mainframe if his life depended on it.
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Are you joking? The less time I spend with these lackwits the better!
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None. They all want me to be a member, but I have other things to do with my time.
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The library club. Or chess club. Or history club. Nothing too interesting - just to fill in time when I'm not cheering my friend on in football matches.
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7. You hear that your teacher's going to spring a test on you tomorrow morning. What do you do?
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I learned the entire textbook thoroughly before term started.
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It doesn't really matter - I know I'll get average marks anyway...
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Panic and stay up till four in the morning studying.
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I've had the question paper since the teacher wrote it.
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I never planned to live by my intelligence anyway. *sparkle*
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No problem, I won't be in it by tomorrow anyway.
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I can't hold a pen anyway, what was your point?
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8. You do a careers questionnaire. What does it predict you're going to be when you're older?
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It doesn't matter- no-one can escape their destiny... Mother! Mother, why did you have to die?
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A businessman in an anonymous suit. Or a private in the army. Or an anxious parent.
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I don't really grow older. I'll always be young and fluffy!
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I'm going to get married to the man of my dreams and have 2.4 kids and a dog! And a white picket fence.
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Statistically, dead.
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I'm going to be a happily married teacher, but I'll always be ready to drop everything when my best friend needs me.
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Committed. Who writes these things?!
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9. If your home was on fire, what would you save?
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I wouldn't, but I'd go and get help.
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I don't keep any personal possessions in my base of operations.
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Nothing- it's the only hint of plot I'll ever have. No-one's ever seen inside my house anyway...
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My only photograph of my father. Father! Father, why did you have to die?
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I was burning it down for the insurance money anyway.
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That's not my home; I'm the one standing at the back of the crowd gawping.
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My family, of course!
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10. What's your signature scene?
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*head just visible behind that of hero*
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Ultra-kawaii pink Crystal Star-chan, transform! In the name of all things fluffy, I will punish you!
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Sparkles. Sakura. Blood. Mother?
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Eheh. Eheh. Ehehehehe. ahahahahAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!! And *death*.
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Super Gekiganger Double Typhoon Fist Attack!!!
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"Look! Isn't that a new kind of mobile-" *uurrgghhhh*
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....puchuu....
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