Since I've done this character meme for two years now with my nanowrimo characters, I guess it's tradition. It's a good way to introduce them, anyway.

1. Choose a few of your own characters.
2. Make them answer the following questions.

Characters chosen:

Burkhard Aleshite
Bromeliad
Mason Austin
Alberich Freyr
Harker
Foillan Caruso
Teg

1) How old are you?
Burkhard: Um, hold on, I was just old enough to join the army for the Great War... *counts on fingers* Makes me about a hundred and thirteen, I guess.
Bromeliad: Older ten Teg iz.
Mason: Nineteen.
Alberich: Five hundred and fourty, give or take.
Harker: In dog years or human years? *laughs*
Foillan: Thirty-nine.
Teg: Younger than Melia.

2)Height?
Burkhard: Six feet and change.
Bromeliad: Herd to tell. Hy schpend a lot uf time hunched over.
Mason: Five foot nine.
Alberich: A little under five and a half feet.
Harker: Five eleven.
Foillan: I think around 4'3", maybe four foot two...
Teg: A little taller than whatever Burkhard is.

3)Any bad habits?
Burkhard: Does assaulting and murdering teenagers count?
Bromeliad: Do Hy hef henny goot vuns, dat's de qvestion.
Mason: I don't think so.
Alberich: Mason's lying; he bites his nails and it drives me out of my gourd.
Harker: I chew with my mouth open, smell people, and don't make a habit of regular bathing.
Foillan: Smoking. Everybody but Burkhard complains about the smell, but it's my house and I can stink it up if I want to.
Teg: I don't always make eye contact when I'm talking to people. I also tend to space out at odd moments and fail to answer questions.

4)Are you a virgin?
(Burkhard, when asked this question, collapsed into a fit of choking laughter. We have put him down as unavailable for comment.)
Bromeliad: Vat are dey? Do dey taste goot?
Mason: *sigh*... Yes.
Alberich: I should hope not, given that I've been married at least twice.
Harker: *snort*
Foillan: Well... I was turned when I was seven years old, and haven't aged physically since. So, yes. Rather.
Teg: ...

5)Who's your mate/spouse?
Burkhard: Bromeliad, when she remembers I'm there.
Bromeliad: Burkhard iz mine.
Mason: Do you honestly think I'm likely to find someone with this group around?
Alberich: No one, any more.
Harker: Just some chick in King Freyr's court; you probably wouldn't know her.
Foillan: What part of "physically seven years old" don't you understand?
Teg: Nobody. Would you go with someone less than one per cent of your own age?

6)Do you have any kids?
Burkhard: Oh I sincerely hope not.
Bromeliad: Hy kan' hef children.
Mason: No.
Alberich: I've had several vampire children over the years, and at least one dhampir child. I don't really stay in contact with them any more.
Harker: Nah. Might be some in the future, but for the time being I'm a little busy for 'em.
Foillan: No, and thank heaven for that; I have enough trouble with my niece.
Teg: ...

7)Favorite food?
Burkhard: Hm... beef jerky, or dried fruit. I eat it more for something to chew on than for the flavour.
Bromeliad: Raw meat.
Mason: Pierogies and sausage. ...It's comfort food, okay?
Alberich: Hm, recently I've become increasingly fond of pancakes. With lots of maple syrup. Only get them when I can cajole Teg into making them, though...
Harker: Hamburgers.
Foillan: I prefer not to spend money on food, but when I do I like really salty things, like potato chips.
Teg: I haven't eaten human food in years.

8)Favorite ice cream flavour?
Burkhard: Vanilla with butterscotch sauce.
Bromeliad: Ech.
Mason: Fudge ripple.
Alberich: Haven't given it much thought...
Harker: Whatever that bright purple kind is, with the pecans.
Foillan: Strawberry.
Teg: I don't really eat it. Vanilla, I guess.

9)Killed anyone?
Burkhard: You might say it's something of a hobby.
Bromeliad: Only ven Hy'm hungry. Or bored.
Mason: No, never. Despite everyone's best efforts.
Alberich: Once or twice. Never without good cause or another option, however.
Harker: I don't think so. More trouble than it's worth. Might have maimed a couple pretty badly, though.
Foillan: Never personally.
Teg: ...

10)Hate anyone?
Burkhard: No, after a while you start to find it takes less energy to just laugh it off.
Bromeliad: Pipple who vake me up ven Hy'm schleepy or interrupt my meals.
Mason: Look around. Take your pick.
Alberich: It wouldn't be polite to say.
Harker: Nah; we're all just trying to get by as well as we can, am I right? No point wasting your time on a grudge.
Foillan: Yes. Notice, Burkhard, that I am looking at you pointedly as I say this.
Teg: In the long run it seems pointless.

11)Any secrets?
Burkhard: I do try to keep the fact that I am a mass murderer and an ex-Nazi hidden from the general public.
Bromeliad: No.
Mason: I'm nineteen and a vampire. What do you think?
Alberich: A good many.
Harker: Everybody's got 'em, right? Mine are nothing worth talking about.
Foillan: ...What do you mean? I don't have any dark embarrassing secrets. No, really. Where did you hear about those photos?
Teg: ...

12)Love anyone?
Burkhard: Personally, I don't believe it exists. Bring me a box full of love and I'll get back to you.
Bromeliad: Hy don' know if Hy ken.
Mason: Maaaaybe.
Alberich: It's complicated.
Harker: Depends how you define "love."
Foillan: I don't have the time.
Teg: When I love someone, it's more as a child than as a partner.