all the questions.

[mllememe]

A QUESTION FOR A QUESTION
YOU MAY KNOW EACH OTHER ALREADY - OR YOU MAY NOT. UNDER ANY CIRCUMSTANCES, YOU'RE NOW PASSING THE TIME ASKING EACH OTHER QUESTIONS. IT'S A GAME! A QUESTION FOR A QUESTION. YOU START OFF ASKING YOUR OPPONENT A QUESTION OF CHOICE AND IF THEY ANSWER IT, THEY'RE ALLOWED TO ASK YOU A QUESTION IN TURN. THE RULES ARE SIMPLE, ONLY AS LONG AS YOU ANSWER THE OTHER PERSON'S QUESTIONS ARE YOU ALLOWED TO ASK QUESTIONS YOURSELF, BUT THERE IS NO EXPECTATION OF TRUTHFULNESS HERE, LIE IF YOU MUST OR WANT, JUST KEEP THE MOMENTUM GOING.


How to play -

1. Comment with your character's name, fandom and preference.
2. If you want, leave a question in the comment field that your character is asking their opponent. Or don't. I'm not the cops.
3. Pick other characters to question and have fun!

Comments

[aarj]

Alright, I'm jealous. With or without improbably superhuman strength?

[theotherobin]

Nah, bro. It's all me. I sure as fuck am no Superman.

[aarj]

Takes a long time to get to that good, right?

[theotherobin]

Not long. Just gotta know what you're doing. You ever try not being a weak ass bitch?

[aarj]

Uh yeah, I would say it's crossed my mind in the past year and change which is why I freakin' asked about it. You kiss your mama with that mouth?

[theotherobin]

Some people just bitch about shit and don't do anything about it, so that could be you.

My mom's dead. You some kinda language police?

[aarj]

No. [shit.] Sorry. I'm- that was crappy of me. Sorry.

[this always happens, now more than ever...anytime someone pokes a sore spot, it's like he doesn't even know how to behave, like his entire personality just slides right off him like rainwater.] ...mine too. Is that why you learned how to beat down on people?

[theotherobin]

Whatever, man.

[ Jason knows the feeling. He doesn't handle his sore spots getting poked at either.]

She's got nothing to do with it. You wanna bond over dead moms or something?

[aarj]

You give off the impression that bonding isn't your thing. I don't want to do joint therapy dude, I just wanted to know if I could learn to slam a Superman into the ground without dying.

[theotherobin]

Wow, maybe you should become a detective instead. What do you wanna beat down on people for?

[aarj]

For show-and-tell, what d'you think? So I don't get my spine broken just trying to live my life.

[theotherobin]

Got a lot of spine breakers in your shit town?

[aarj]

Way too many.

[theotherobin]

Maybe you should call Batman.

[aarj]

Oh yeah I'll just look up the main office number, put in a service request. "Please Batman, can you leave Gotham, city of psychotics for a couple weeks to clean up some riff raff down in nowhere, California?"

[theotherobin]

Yeah, you might have better luck with the Titans. I hear they're in this shitshow of a place.

So like what, you think if you get super strength you'll fix your town's bullshit problems?

[aarj]

...I mean not all of them, but I'd sure as hell fix at least one. Why, you got nothing about yourself you wanna change? With those sparkling interpersonal skills?

[theotherobin]

You can't be the only one who wants to do something, right?

Fuck you, my interpersonal skills are just fine.

[good luck trying to get him to give a straight answer.]

[aarj]

[this dude...he's like an even meaner derek]

The Batman of Beacon Hills has his hands full. He could use the help. [stiles is the robin in this situation, just -in his opinion- a woefully inadequate one. at least he gets kidnapped and used as blackmail about as often as a robin does]

[theotherobin]

[ keep your Robin opinions to yourself, Stiles, or you really might get an ass kicking. ]

Batman of Beacon Hills, huh? Does he have super strength?

[aarj]

[well maybe if someone in the class would share that they have some insider knowledge of robinism...!!]

Boatloads.

-I guess that makes him more Superman though then, doesn't it? He doesn't have a whole lot of cool gadgets or a killer car, just some janky little dirtbike.

this is KILLING me with the meta 🤣

[theotherobin]

[ Robin 101: don't talk about being Robin. ]

If you've got a Superman in Beacon Hills you're half way there. Guess all that's left is you getting up off your ass and figuring out the rest of it.

[aarj]

Ah.

I know. It's the optimism. That's what's annoying me about you.

[theotherobin]

Glad to help, bro.

You can practice by trying to punch me in the face if you want. Might even let you get one in.

[aarj]

Oh a pity punch! That's so sweet. You must not be the unrepentant asshole you so eagerly advertise.