Tagged by Bah.
1. Choose a few of your own characters.
2. Make them answer the following questions.
3. Feel free to go ahead and add some questions yourself!!
4. Then tag three people.

Okay, then Aries chooses:
Aries
Phrixos
Augustus C. Liquer
Conrad "Kaz" Kazarian
Andreas Ross Broadstreet

Who/What are you?
Aries: Aries is an out-laaaw...quick on th' draaaw...
Phrixos: A Spartan_{...and a werewolf...}
Aries: Say WHAAAAAT?
*Phrixos glares at Aries.*
Augustus: Just a brotha from N'Orleans. With a couple complications.
Kaz: He means he's a blood-sucking, night-dwelling monster from the darkest of your dreams, and a bastard amongst vampires at that.
Augustus: Y'know, it's shorter to jus' use th' word "Ravnos".
Broadstreet: Well, ahm, my name is Andreas Ross Broadstreet, House and Clan Tremere...
Augustus: Say WHAAAAAAT?!
Broadstreet: Er...!! Ahm...!! Uhh...!
Kaz: Also a blood-sucking, night-dwelling vampire. With maaagic.
Broadstreet: Well, I'm not very good at it...
Aries: Which paaart? The magic, or the vampire bit?
Broadstreet: Erm...
Kaz: And I'm a vampire too. A Sabbat City Gangrel to be exact.

Do you have any brothers or sisters?
Aries: Yeah...heh, they stay away from Aries, they know he's trouble.
Phrixos: All of Sparta are my brothers. Yet if you ask if there are any other children of my father and borne by my mother, there are none.
Aries: Wait, Sparta? Y'mean like "SPARTAAAAAAA!!"
Phrixos: *with an odd look.* ...yes?
Aries: DUDE!!
*Kaz stops Aries from kicking anyone into the Pit of Death.*
Broadstreet: Actually, I was an only child.
Kaz: Explains a lot.
Broadstreet: Eh?
Aries: Leggo, dog boy!
Kaz: Quit struggling already, I'm being gentle with you as it is, human.
Augustus: Naw. Gots plenty'a family, though.
Kaz: Doesn't matter. I don't keep in touch with my human family anyway.

What's your height?
Aries: 6'2. Aries knows this from all the mugshots that get took of him. *grins.* That wall they got is pretty exact sometimes.
Phrixos: 5'10 as a man...6'11 when changed.
Augustus: 5'10.
Kaz: 5'10.
Broadstreet: 6'4.
Kaz: And built like a friggin' scarecrow.
Broadsreet: I just happened to have a good metabolism...well...back when I had a metabolism.

How old are you?
Aries: Dunno! It changes!
Phrixos: Thirty-four years, I have walked this earth.
Kaz: Jeez, will you lighten up? I know I can be morose sometimes...
Augustus: Naw shee-it man...chill out dere, soldier.
*Phrixos hrmphs and folds his arms over his bare chest.*
Augustus: Well, I died when I was thirty-seven, I'm about forty now.
Kaz: Likewise, died at twenty, I'm about twenty-four now.
Broadstreet: Which technically makes me the old man here...died at thirty-three, and I'll be celebrating my 140th birthday soon here.
Aries: Woah!
Augustus: Yeah, it sounds impressive, until y'learn he spent most'a dat 'undred years with his nose inna book.


Are you a virgin?
Aries: Heck naw!
Phrixos: I am unmarried, yet I am not unversed in the ways of love.
Kaz: No.
Augustus: Rape doesn't count.
Kaz: Okay, I'm already not happy about that, you don't need to bring it up!
Augustus: Rape still doesn't count.
Kaz: Fine, then. No.
Broadstreet: Well, between research, I've certainly been known to be quite the scoundrel...
Kaz and Augustus: Yes.
Broadstreet: No! I've had my share of women!
Kaz: ...yeeeees! The answer's yes, isn't it, Scarecrow?!
Augustus: Maaan, Ah've had mah share of women...an' all y'all's, too!

Who's your mate/spouse?
Aries: Lil' werewolf girl, Trina.
Phrixos: A werewolf? Is she of the Neuri tribe?
Aries: The neurosis tribe? Well, she can go off the hook freaky sometimes...
Kaz: Nobody.
Augustus: *nudging Kaz in the ribs.* Yeah, riiiight...Ah've seen how you look at dat lil' Red Victoria Gangrel chiiick...!
Kaz: She just reminds me of an old girlfriend, that's all!
Phrixos: As I have said before, I am unmarried.
Broadstreet: Well, we seem to be in the same boat, my antiquated friend...*puts a hand on Phrixos's shoulder.*
Phrixos: Don't touch me.
*Broadstreet jerks his hand back and sweats.*
Augustus: Yeah, I've kinda got somebody, mah sire, Desdemona. Chick that done made me inta a vampire. She don' tie me down, though. Playa gotta play!

Do you have any kids?
Aries: Do you reeeeeally want Aries breeding.
Kaz: No.
Augustus: No.
Phrixos: No.
Broadstreet: Goodness, no. My word, I thought that Zillah girl caused chaos...
Aries: Heeeeh heh heh heh ha ha...
Augustus: Anyway, naw, no kids...an' it looks like me, the scarecrow, and dog boy here ain't gonna get t' chance.
Broadstreet: Quite so.
Kaz: I'd make a horrible parent anyway. Can't stand kids.
Phrixos: And as I am unmarried, I have no children.
Augustus: Y'know, dat's a good point, soldier...Ah really don' know if I've got any baby-momma's out dere. Ah've certainly had enough one-night stands...hmm...mark me down as a 'maybe', den...

What's your favorite food?
Aries: Beer.
Broadstreet: That doesn't count...!
Aries: Oh yeah? What's y'all's answer gonna be, then? 'Blood'?
Augustus: Y'know, he's got a point...
Phrixos: I care not for the fripperies of comfortable living. I shall make do with what I may find, or am given.

Have you ever killed anyone?
Phrixos: I am a soldier, and worse, an animal. I have killed, in the line of duty, and in the throes of instinct. Killing is what I was bred to do. What I was born to do.
Broadstreet: And historically, the Spartans were quite good at it...you see, at age seven, every Spartan boy was taken...
Augustus: Jeez, will you ever shut up?!
Aries: Aries tries not to kill people. Doesn't mean he can't, though.
Kaz: You're actually kinda serious about that, aren't you?
*Aries shrugs.*
Augustus: Well, Ah've had t'kill people. Though some'a them, the word 'eople' can't really be used for.
Kaz: Yeah...I've killed people...and women, and children...and no, most of them didn't deserve it...
Broadstreet: Are you alright?
Kaz: *snarls.* Shut up.
Broadstreet: My word, everyone's so belligerent...well...I'm more of a scholar than a fighter, but I've killed a couple people...a lot of the time, on accident, however.

Do you hate anyone?
Augustus: Broadstreet.
Broadstreet: Oh, come now, I thought we got along well enough...!
Augustus: Fine. Broadstreet's bosses, den. Them Clan Tremere fucks all need a fuckin' stake through th' ventricles.
Aries: Aries really tries not to hate anybody, but yeah, some people really just have no sense of humor! Corporations, the coppers...
Phrixos: I hate no-one. What I do is business, it is a Spartan's training to detach themselves from the frenzy of battle. Something I have some difficulty with...
Broadstreet: Well, I certainly don't hate anyone, but...well, there are a few people I admit I don't quite get along with...
Kaz: I hate a lot of people. People I worked for, people I trusted, people who tried to help me, people who didn't try to help me..._myself...

Do you love anyone?
Phrixos: There is no room for softness in Sparta. I will marry, and love will come after. That is the way of it. My first love is my Sparta.
Augustus: *grins.* 'Ey, plenty'a Augustus t'go 'round, ladies! Just bat them eyes, and yo' Daddy Augustus'll love you all night long...!
Aries: Yeah. Lil' werewolf girl. *grins.*
Kaz: No.
Augustus: Liar.
Kaz: She just reminds me of somebody, okay?!
Broadstreet: Well...I don't really find myself thinking about love too often, to be honest...

What is your job?
Aries: Terrorist. Mostly. *grins.* Aries doesn't stick with any one thing.
Phrixos: I am a scout.
Broadstreet: Well, I'm a scholar, a historian...I could teach, though, if I were forced to. I do have a doctorate in History from Oxford.
Kaz: Well...I used to rough up people for the Sabbat...now, I don't know...
Augustus: Yeah, Ah'm jus' a jazz musician. Y'know. G'round, go t' gigs...
Kaz: And you're also prince of New Orleans.
Augustus: *grins.* 'Ey, Ah jus' look out fer everybody in mah neighborhood.

What do you do to relax?
Phrixos: Run. I run a great deal, to be away from people. It allows me to express...parts of myself that I prefer to keep hidden.
Aries: *grins.* Plot evilly. Or drink.
Augustus: Ah'm actually with this boy on th' drinkin' part. 'Course, there ain't nothin' like a good cigar, too. Or a nice tune on th' harmonica.
Broadstreet: Well, I find old libraries quite relaxing, especially being alone in one at night...
Kaz: Hmpf. I haven't had time to relax for a while, so I couldn't tell you.
Augustus: Yeah, dog boy's kinda on a constant state of overcaffinated.
Kaz: Shuddup.

There's a person who's teasing you; what could you do?
Kaz: Kill them.
Broadstreet: Erm...I'm a little worried about how little hesitation that took...
Kaz: ...you should be...
Phrixos: Words mean nothing. A true Spartan keeps his resolve and saves his actions for the battlefield.
Augustus: Well, Ah'd try t' buy 'em a drink, laugh it up with 'em, take an enemy an' try'n turn 'em inta a friend. Then turn 'round an' try'n find some way to burn 'em when they ain't lookin'.
Kaz: Devious.
Augustus: *grins.* What's th' world wi'out a lil' intrigue, eh?
Aries: Aries prefers scaring the hell outta people who tease him. Pickin' someone's nose with a SigSauer P226 honestly does solve a lot. *raises his eyebrows and smiles.*
Broadstreet: Well...I...honestly don't do anything...people...don't seem to take me very seriously anyway...

Let's say there's a person you really care about but she/he doesn't know your feelings. How do you tell her/him?
Aries: Aries is really a romantic at heart. Aries would wait for the most picturesque moment he could find. Y'know. Like something y'd find a romance movie or somethin'. Chicks like that sorta stuff.
Phrixos: I would tell them nothing. My actions should demonstrate whatever I felt, if they care to watch. If you love someone, then you should fight all the harder to protect them.
Kaz: ...
Augustus: *laughs.* Yeah, 'course he don't know how t'answer! That's one'a his major deals right now!
Kaz: *snarls like an animal.* SHUT UP!
*Augustus just laughs harder.*
Broadstreet: Well, I...I suppose I wouldn't really know either, honestly...
Augustus: Aw, c'mon, it's simple! If y'wanna jump inta somebody's pants, y'just mack on over an' play th' pimp.

What kind of powers do you have?
Aries: No powers! Aries just runs around, blows stuff up, shoots guns, runs like hell.
Kaz: What about that time you got turned into a werewolf?
Aries: Shuddup, Aries wants people underestimating him.
Phrixos: I...change. I become an animal with the mind of a man, a beast unlike any seen upon the earth. A wolf that walks upon two legs.
Kaz: I actually know a few people who can do that.
Broadstreet: Can't you?
Kaz: Nah. I can just talk to animals, move really quickly, turn into a dog or a bat, force people not to see me...
Augustus: Yeah, I try t'not care about spooky-weird powers too much. I'm jus' a brotha with a couple complications. But Ah can take a lot of punishment, an' Ah can create shockin'ly real illusions. Y'know. A lil' hocus pocus.
Broadstreet: Well...I've above-average senses, can take a beating as well, and I've got some ability in blood magic and the control of fire, but I don't use it too often. My most powerful asset is my mind, I think. With enough research, nothing is impossible.
Aries: Booooo-riiiiing.

What is your sexuality?
Aries: Straight.
Augustus: *grins.* Straight 'n promiscuous!
Phrixos: Hmph.
Kaz: Straight.
Broadstreet: My, that's rather personal...
Kaz: *points at Broadstreet's head.* GAAAAAY.
Broadstreet: Whaaa? No, of course not! Of course I'm straight!
Kaz: Pffft. Yeah, riiiight.
Phrixos: You people and your bickering are proving most...taxing...
Aries: Aw, c'mon, Phrixie, y'know you like hanging with us miscreants.
Phrixos: I want nothing to do with any of you.
Aries: Oh, yeah? Well, Aries knows what'll soften you up! *pokes.*
Phrixos: ...
*poke poke poke poke.*
Phrixos: Stop that.
*pokepokepokepokepoke!!*
Phrixos: *snarls as he loses his patience, and snaps at Aries's hand with oversized teeth.*
Aries: *pulls his hand back, then grins and beeps Phrixos on the nose.* Beeeeep.
*Phrixos weres out and starts trying to grab Aries, who flees, laughing.*
Broadstreet: *blinks.* My, is it just me, or does that boy have a death wish?
Kaz: Death wish.
Augustus: Death wish.

Now tag five people:
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PS. Aries learned how to say 'supercalifragilisticexpialadocious' backwards while lying in bed last night. ('Docious-ala-expi-listic-fragi-cali-super'.)