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For Cee--

1. What were you like in middle school?

2. If you could sleep with one person on the island but you would be the only one who knew about it or remembered, who would it be and why?

3. What is something about you that people might be surprised to learn?

4. What do you think is more important to life: compassion or cunning?

5. What is your spirit animal?

For Bix --

1. What do you remember most from your trials?

2. Who do you miss the most (someone who has either died or is not around anymore)?

3. If you had to change divisions, what division would you move to and why?

4. If you had to marry one person from the Island tomorrow or else it will EXPLODE, who would it be and why?

5. What is the worst part about being you?

For Cee--



"Queen'a the Castle! Like always. American Idol was my shiiiiit. I mean I dunno what you wanna hear? In school, wit tons of friends. Datin all the boys when datin meant lettin him touch yer butt at the dance. I ain't never been a bad girl." She turns back to her phone, a belligerent insistence in her final comment.

OOC: Cee was the popular girl in school that everyone hated but everyone wanted to notice them. She was petty and backstabbing with the other girls and she always got the cutest boys to like her. She isn't wrong though, this is before dating was serious. If ever called upon her wrong doing, she was adamant of her innocence and her parents KNEW their princess would do no wrong. She was a nice Catholic school girl.



Her eyes widened, surprised and almost cute in her disbelief. "Oh like someone I prob ain't ever gonna land?" This spin on it made it more difficult. "Well that like narrows it down," Cee then nodded. "Caelius. Cause like.." She grinned like a devil, "head of Intelligence and I got the best kind of all. And it's all mine."



"I ain't as dumb as people think I am." It was hard to tell if it was true or if she just believed it to be. She then raised a finger. "An'I used to sing in church choir."

OOC: Cee isn't as stupid as she seems, though probably less cultured. She knows how to sew and cook. She knows a bit about cleaning because her mother refused to hire a maid. She knows her mother's recipe for spaghetti sauce.



"Cunnin." She doesn't even look up from her phone for this one. She doesn't explain or elaborate but there's a chance she may not even be clear on what feeling compassion may be like.



"Prince is my goddamn spirit animal. One hunnert goddamn percent." Her eyes roll in throught. "Or Victoria Beckham. Unnnnghhh her hubs would GIT IT."


For Bix --



He looks uncomfortable and runs his hand over his hair. His eyes don't quite meet yours. "The gym. There was a gym." He looks at his hands and then rubs them together. "It was brutal.. but Before was throwing shoes." Bix smiled then, "It was memorable."

OOC: In gasmasks, Bix and the others found there way to a gym where Dr. H made them fight to the death to escape. Bix escaped.



"My mom or.." Bix seems to blank for a moment before coming back to his statement. "Yeah my mom was pretty sweet. She just wouldn't understand I guess. About doing something to help people." He smiled, "She liked to keep her head low. Don't want the neighbors chatting!" He imitated 'lady voice' and it was pretty horrible.

OOC: Bix would miss his little brother but besides knowledge of his existence, his detailed memories are locked. This is why his weapon still carries a chain and lock.



"OOH! That's a good one.. HMMMMm...." He clutched his chin, face twisting into a comical contemplative expression. "Maybe Mist? Seems pretty cool to be useful in all different ways. Also to go around and learn from everyone." He was nodding, "It would ruin Ceres and my Eclipse thing we got going on though."



"DUH." Bix threw his arms out. "Dakota. Hahaha just kidding. CERES JEEZ. She's not around is she?"



"Sunburn."

Cee:

1) What was your longest running relationship?

2) What's the craziest food item you've ever eaten?

3) Have you ever stabbed a friend in the back? Who, why, and was it worth it?

4) What were you doing the last time you looked at a clock and realized you had lost all track of time?

5) Is it okay for you to cry? When was the last time you cried?

Cee:



"Well I mean thers all kindsa relationships if you really wanna nitpick and s**t.." There was some sort of avoidance in the answer but the motivation was unclear. "Well I guess like two years?" She was tapping her fingers together as if she were counting. "Yeah two years. WHY DO YOU LOOK SURPRISED?!"

OOC: Her two year relationship was one with a married older man, more of a sugar daddy (or side jawn ;D) situation than anything else. Though that isn't to say she didn't enjoy the man or his company. She has no shame in it but is reserved about sharing her sexual and romantic history with anyone. She is not a kiss and tell type.



She wrinkles her nose, the thought of 'crazy food' not exactly her thing. "I ate some weird chinese food once. It was kinna funky. OH OH did you know foie gras was like goose liver or whatever?"

OOC: she is not an adventurous diner. She will pick apart a plate of food with her fork even if she knows what it is and who made it.



"Hahahaha!" She burst into laughter, actually grabbing her stomach. "Like ferreal? I mean who can keep tracka s**t like that?" She turns back to her phone. "Bitches be triflin okay. Girls always git their feelins hurt over every damn thing. It's just a clash'a morals aright. No one's ever seen eye to eye wit me all the time."

OOC: She has historically stabbed her friends in the back, though most never were confident enough (or had been too manipulated by her) to do anything about it. Cee has infinite excuses and reasons why these incidents were all misunderstandings. She also seems to have limited emotional connection to any of her friends. It is likely that she has an undiagnosed emotional disorder.



She just winked and wiggled her eyebrows.

OOC: She's not the deepest of thinkers. Usually when she spaces out she's on her phone, showering, picking out shoes, or... yes.. doing something sexual. Also the gym.



She waves a dismissive hand, "Cryin ain't a thing. I mean yeah stuff is sad. Errybody cries right? I mean I think the last time... OH MY GOD THAT SAD DOG MOVIE. Marley and Me? Oh my gahd why would they even make that movie!" She shook her head.

OOC: She's got a bit of an emotional detachment though she places no value or otherwise on to emotional outbursts. Crying, yelling, etc are all facts of life and she won't judge.

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Bix:



Bix grins, "I'm a big brother by nature! I uh had- uh.. a little brother. Before the island." He fumbles a bit with the words, a blankness washing over him briefly. "Part of my coming here was wanting to do something to make a difference and protect people who needed help. I like helping! People are cool and when you help them out, maybe down the line they will help you. You never know.. everyone needs a hand at some point right?"

OOC: His detailed memories of his little brother are currently LOCKED.



"MY BROOOOOO... no c'mon. He looks all hard and crap but he's a big lovey pussycat. I KNEW IT ALL ALONG."

OOC: He was pleasantly surprised, mostly to find out that his assumption that not everyone was self serving was actually true for once.

Cee:



"Why you gotta be a ******** drag? DAMN." She looks horrified that you would even talk about getting old. "I mean erryone gets old but no one wantsa think about it. My plan was to live the life as long as ******** possible. I always find'a way. Prob like.. marry some man and have a shoe line." She shrugs and it's clear the future has never much been a priority.

OOC: One fear of hers is getting old and looking like her mother. She's isn't afraid of the age so much as the looks. Perhaps she always hoped to live hard and die young but the appeal of a marriage for money is strong with this one.

Bix - What do you elf eyes see?