forum One of your characters finds themself face-to-face with you, the creator of their world. What questions do they ask you?

Started October 29, 2017 by @andrew health_and_safety flash_onAdmin

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I'm actually writing a story of a character that is self aware (his name is Kaiholo). I plan to make him,,,,very,,,,angry with "me", lol. It's really weird and complex, but if he met me irl i know he'd throw hands. I wanna think that he'd ask me why I made him blind, but i think he knows in the story.

jean would probably say "well, this is awkward." (he's atheist LMFAO)

actually the more i think abt it the more i realize all my characters would probably be super pissed "why'd you kill the love of my life" "why'd you make me become a demon and kill my gf" "why'd you kill my family" :/ oops

Kay: I KNEW THERE WAS SOMEONE CONTROLLING US BUT YOU GUYS DIDNT BELIEVE ME
Ghost of Sato: I never said I didn-
Kay: I KNEW IT I KNEW IT! HAHAHAHA IN YOUR FACE LIZZY! … Wait if you created everything in our world, why did you kill Sato?
Me: Character development.
Ghost of Sato: (confused ghost noises)
Kay: YOU KILLED MY BROTHER FIGURE TO DEVELOP MY CHARACTER?????
Ghost of Sato: Kay, relax.
Me: (sips black coffee)
Kay: YOU MADE ME WATCH BOTH MY PARENTS DIE
Ghost of Sato: Wait- that's not cool
Me: (chugs the rest of coffee)
Kay: PREPARE TO DIE FOR WHAT YOU PUT US THROUGH
Me: Ha, foolish mortal, you can't kill me.
Ghost of Sato: Can we try?

Amafrey: Wait…what the f–k?
Me: Oh no.
Amafrey: 'Oh no' my a–! What the heck were you thinking when you gave me literally no family?
Me: Well…there was an amazing fantasy rp and I had to flesh you out a bit, no biggie…
Amafrey: Don't forget that I saw my father die in front of me! What's with that?
Me: Ah, I can answer that. That would be called character motivation.
Amafrey: Okay, then, Miss 'Creator'-
Me: Call me (insert irl name here), formalities aren't required.
Amafrey: * Smolders * I will kill you!
Me: Oooh, but 'cha can't! * Deletes Amafrey's backstory accidentally and starts to cry *

Angel: So, I'm your self insert and protagonist?
Me: Yeah.
Corwyn: I KNEW IT! I knew there was someone looking out for us!
Angel: Really? This again?
Me: Yes, I am your creator.
Corwyn: Oh, it's so great to meet yo- wait. What is that? /picks up his character sheet/ My favorite color's orange, not green. Change it.
Me: Alright, alright fine. Just this once.
Anon: What is going on here?
Angel: Woah, woah, woah, who is this?
Me: Oh that's Anon. He's the villain and protagonist.
Angel: What? But I'm the self insert.
Me: I was wrong. I'm a devious little shit.
Anon: And you're trying to cover up that inferiority complex with a god complex!
Me: /in denial/ No!

puts my characters through literal hell
"Bro what the fuck?"
"Listen, I have a perfect explanation for this."
"Then explain???"
"Well you see I'm a big fan of angst and-"

"Why did you make me suffer?"

"Sorry boi, I love your character but . . . I'm a writer!"

Sky: gasps That’s amazing!!!! Why do I like to read?!
Me: Uh…I don’t know…cause I like to read I guess?

Mara: Why did you put me in a love….triangle? Square? Diamond? With Magna, Frost, and Nix?
Me: Well, I was originally going to put you with Frost, but then came up with Magma’s character and liked him better, but then I wanted to add a little bit of conflict into Nix’s character, so I decided that she was going to have a crush on you as well.
Mara: ….I hate you.
Me: I know.

Dani : "why? like really just why?"
character developement baybeeee. and also because i thought it would be interesting to put such a strong but disconnected character through trauma just for that representation. lets call this a social experiment hun.

Garret : "why didn't anything work out for me?"
because you suck, i hate you, and you don't deserve even basic niceties. good lord you're annoying (this is a bit sad considering he's my first main character but what is there to do)

Me: Oh? You're approaching me? Instead of running away, you're coming right to me? Even Though your brother Lucifer told you the secret of Creation like an exam student scrambling to finish the problems on an exam until the last moments before the chime?
Vozreal: I can't beat the shit out of you without getting closer
Me: Oh ho! Then come as close as you like.
(Now this, but for all of my characters. Also, yes, this is a Jojo reference)

dorian punches me in the jaw so hard they nearly break bone, and then afterward they ask what the point of it all was, to which i respond that i don't actually know

Sage would ask "Why did you put me in a team with these idiots?" and my answer would be "Because they need someone to make sure they don't start a war on accident."

(Imma just- drop a scene-thingy here-)

Infano towered over me, looking threatening as hell, but I knew that he wouldn't hurt a fly. He looked deep in thought for a moment, his dark eyes looked me over quietly, and his tail shifting from right to left before stopping when he spoke: "..If you really are the person who made me..why? And have you made everyone else too?" He looked nervous and, slightly bewildered, I mean who wouldn't if they just got told that their whole life was made up by someone else. Especially when that someone else is 5'6 and looks like they haven't slept in a month.

I sigh, before taking a deep breath and looking up at him again. I could tell that he was anxiously awaiting an answer. "Because.." I tried to keep a serious tone, but what I was about to say made me inevitably smile. "Because I'm a sadist and I torture my characters sometimes, it's from character development so it's necessary. And yes, I did make everyone else in your world, go spread the news"

And with that our meeting was over, which was evident by me pressing the Post Reply button.

Night wouldn’t have the chance to say anything, because she would be quite literally buried in the deepest hug I could muster the physical strength to give.

"why was the entire point of my personality that if anyone read the synopsis they'd worry for you."
"giggling"

delilah: why,,, why did you make me act like such an idiot,,,,,
me: no reason. just wanted a "stereotypical idiot girl" character and you were my best target.

luca: [gives a casual greeting, bows]
me: [sighs dreamily] what a gentleman

juniper: why?
me: what do you m-
juniper: why?

may: [walks away]
me: uh,,, okay then. bye may
may: [puts up a peace sign]

killian: fuck you. thanks for the villian arc btw
me: [sweats profusely] y-you're welcome????

mc2: "why did you kill me?"
me: "character development"
mc2: "why did i come back then?"
me: "regret"

mc1: "you're saying that you've been doing to me what i've been doing to some random dead person."
me: "yup!"
mc1: "and you have no regrets about this whole mirroring thing?"
me: "well would you?"
mc1: "i like you"

mc3: "why did you make my life so complicated?"
me: "……..plot?"
mc3: "and why are you here?"
me: "notebook.ai forum post."
mc3: "i'm starting to question your existence."

Seraina Meier: Why the FXCK is my character arc so depressing?
Me: Nervously sweating because I wrote her to have a knife in her pocket

Soul would be trying to flatter me to manipulate me onto his good side, which I would totally let happen because goodness gracious is he hilarious when he’s with someone he likes.

(I’m just going to revive this because it’s hard to resist)

This is one hell of twist that I really haven’t thought much of until seeing this. But, just for the hell of it, I’ll make a few.

Luci: Teary eyed, Why? Why the suffering, the tragedy, the never-ending torment? Why must you put me through this?
Me: You’re an agent of chaos.
Luci: I know this! Yet, why?
Me: helpless sigh, I don’t know… I truly don’t.
Luci: Collapses in tears, trying to will himself to die but failing.

Phalan: Terrified out of his wits, Who are you?
Me: The one who created you.
Phalan: He shakes his head, You’re them, aren’t you? The monarch of those creatures in my head?
Me: Confused look, No…
Phalan: Shrieks in terror, You must be! There can be no other explanation! Shrieks again, then runs away.

Tearion: You are Mercy, then?
Me: In essence, yes. I am Fate, what you call Mercy.
Tearion: Eyes narrow slightly and a low growl starts in his throat. Tell me, why let my sister suffer? Why allow those fools of my species to live instead of her?”
Me: Because her death meant your freedom.
Tearion: I care not of my own freedom! You killed my sister! Attacks.

Malcolm: So, if you’re the ’great creator’, you don’t mind if I wipe out the rest of humanity while I’m here?
Me: shrug, Nope.
Malcolm: Grins, presses a button that causes a second nuclear holocaust, then pulls out a gun and aims at me. No humans survive. Shoots the gun.

Golder: You created me, the multiverses, my victims?
Me: Yes
Golder: Hums in contemplation. Define creation. How can you create so much with so little?
Me: No idea. A talent, maybe?
Golder: Hums again. Well, since you appear aware of my nature, shall I bother asking if you need my assistance, or should I just kill you now so that I may explore your world and murder at my leisure?
Me: Helpless sigh.

Tbh, Shadow would just be like "You're an a** and I love it. Can we team up to kinda, you know, cause some pain and chaos?" just because their that kind of entity.

"W-Why isn't there ever a happy ending? Why is it always sad? Why can't I have peace, the only thing I ever desire?"
"But you have peace. You made your own in the midst of chaos, and when it all goes wrong, you still have peace."
"But I don't want to have to live in a lie.."
"Your a wonderful child, Ezra. And you'll get your happily ever after, if I have to write for eternity. I'll always bring you home."

These are so much fun to make.

Colby: So, why did you make me? You could have chosen anyone or anything to create, but you chose me. Why?
Me: You're the better version of me. You're the version that can save and change the world.

Nex: You- You did this to me? You decided to do this . . . to me? You fucking thought about it and made it so? You're insane!
Me: (in a Thanos impersonation) I'm sorry, little one.

Haru: Are we going to be okay in the end?
Me: Oh, Haru . . . Is anyone ever okay in the end?
Haru: You're going to make sure that everyone is okay. Tell me you are. Promise me!
Me: I- I can't.

Cue: Ha! A creator. Like hell I'd belive that. Imagine, me, being created by such an insignificant creature.
Me: I regret ever bringing you to life. You know, before you were some blood crazed psychopath, you were actually going to be Nex's significant other. You liked to cook with them and have late night cuddles.
Cue: You're joking.
Me: Not even a little. That's why even though you're crazy, you still crave physical touch. I never changed the fact that you love cuddles. ;)

Bree: Soooo, you're the reason I exist?
Me: Uh– yeah. Basically.
Bree: Well–
Me: Please don't ask why I did all of this to you or what comes next. The truth is, I'm not entirely sure either!
Bree:
Me:
Bree: I was gonna thank you for helping me meet the love of my life– I couldn't have done it without you. As long as she'll be okay, then I'll fight whatever you send my way.
Me: (sweats)

Henry: Why?
Me: If this is about your parents–
Henry: No.
Me: Huh?
Henry: Why did you f/cking make me and Olivia run around different dimensions to try to find Bree, only to run into a gazillion more problems?! The only dimension I liked was the paradise one, and I only stayed there for three days! That was the first time I relaxed in years!
Me:
Henry: Oh my Stars that dimension had some of the piña coladas I've ever tasted. Ooh– let's not forget the food there too! Such delicacies…it was like my taste buds were in heaven! The way they roasted that pig was just perfect, and they cooked it along with fruits too, so the ham had such a nice, sweet flavor! Speaking of sweet, I think those tropical girls were really into me. Hey– were they into me?
Me:
Henry: What were we talking about again?

Olivia: There's so m-much I want to know.
Me: Like what?
Olivia: How you were able to c-create…everything. The world is j-just so vast, how c-could you c-create such a thing with your imagination.
Me: Well, I have been writing since middle school…it kinda comes naturally.
Olivia: You're a writer? So am I! Oh, wait– I-I guess you already knew that.
Me: Pfft yeah I kinda did.
Olivia: Maybe we c-could c-compare stories sometime? I c-could show you my stories, and you c-could show m-me other stories you have.
Me: (grins) That would be awesome.

Lincoln
Lincoln: I simply can't believe this.
Me: ….
Lincoln: How could one tiny man possibly create such a vast world?
Me: Thanks?
Lincoln: Did you create the planet and it evolved on it's own?..
Me: I wish, that sounds way cooler.
Me: I just made everything as it is now, I gave you and everything a history to remember, it didn't happen on it's own.
Lincoln: Never have I met such a compulsive liar.

Chester
Chester: You made this shit!? gesturing to everything around him
Me: Yeah?
Chester: Fuck that.
Chester: You mean to tell me, you made me this way?!
Me: yes.
Chester: Fuck it! Fuck you.
Me: Sorry..
Chester: No. Sorry doesn't cut it, you fucked me up. You made me destined to fail. You messed my body up. You- You-
Me: I know, there's a reason for it.
Chester: What!? What is it then? What?
Me: I made you like myself.. Physically.
Chester: Looks me up and down Ew.

Harli
Harli: You created the bombs that destroyed everyone I care about?
Me: You're still upset about that?
Harli: How else am I supposed to feel?
Me: Sorry, I don't know why I did that. I kinda feel like an asshole now..
Harli: On the brink of tears There isn't a reason, it just happened?
Harli: They died for nothing? now crying
Me: Want a hug?
Harli: Not from you, but also yes. sniff
Me: Gives Harli a hug
Harli: sniff Thank you..
Me: For what?…
Harli: Bringing Oscar to me.

oh god my characters would hate me

Logan: So…you gave me a ton of trauma.
Me: I did indeed. You weren't supposed to have that much but then I got carried away. I promise Madeline wasn't that bad in the first draft.
Logan: Can you explain to me why you're basically Simon?
Me: Sir, it's called a self-insert and I'm too attached now.

Dean: …why?
Me: Why what?
Dean: Just why. Why the fuck did you just make me like your comfort character but more gay and more traumatized?
Me: Because I said so.