Part 2! They don’t need to eat, they don’t get sick, effectively they
are immortal unless fatally wounded. The only thing they need to fear is
someone finding out about their differences and trying to harvest their
gem or metal innards for profit.
I’m assuming there are humans in this world? Hopefully?
Name: Gaston Johnson
Age: 45
Personality: a little greedy but still considerate of others. He hates fighting with people but will if he feels the need. He loves to make new friends, especially when it is immediately obvious ways they can… assist him with his ultimate goal to become rich.
Gaston met one of the gem people and immediately hit it off. They became good friends and it wasn’t until this gem person told him their secret about their skeletons being lined with gemstones that he started having to fight his urge to use them for his ultimate goal. However, he never reveals these urges to the friend for fear they would never speak to him again. Instead, he talks to his friendly cat and tells the cat all of his secrets.
But Gaston has another secret he’s never revealed to anyone. He has a power that no one knows about (up to you what that power is)…
Gaston is the oldest person in his family, as everyone in his family have died at a young age of either suicide or physical ailments. He is the only one in four generations to ever live as long as he has.
They were watching television, some horror movie that was more cheap jokes and nsfw content than actual horror. Obviously they hadn’t been the ones to put it on, that’d been Blondie, but neither of them cared enough to change it.
He turned to her and, with a completely deadpan face and his usual monotone voice, said “I wonder if you have an extra heart because mine was just stolen.”
She’d looked towards him slowly and stared at him for a moment before what he said dawned on her.
A laugh escaped her and she looked at him with an amused smirk on her face. “Who by?”
“I’m trying to flirt with you here,” he didn’t even try to answer her question.
“Okay, okay. I think you’re suffering from a lack of vitamin me,” she snickered behind her hand.
“Your eyes are bluer than the Atlantic ocean and I dont mind being lost at sea,” he reached up to poke her on her forehead, smirking slightly when she batted him away in irritation.
“You must be a magician because every time I look at you, everyone else disappears,” she smiled at him, placed her hands on his cheeks and squished them together.
“I am a magician. Thank you for noticing,” he grabbed one of her hands and pressed his lips against the back of her hand.
“I have to wonder where all this is coming from,” she mused, not bothering to pull her hand away from him.
“I saw a chance and took it,” he shrugged before he continued with his pick-up lines. “You must be a campfire because you’re super hot and I want s’more.”
“Oh god,” she snorted, smiling.
“I’ll probably be very awkward for a while after this,” he continued, completely blasé as he bumped his forehead against hers.
“That’s a shame,” she hummed, smiling slightly at him. “”Exchanging pick-up lines with you is fun.”
“I’ll be sure to remember that.”
“You better,” she kissed him on his nose and leaned back, snickering at the mixture of embarrassment and offence on his face.
He hadn’t been thinking about the ring box stuffed into his office drawer, hidden under paperwork which he really should have done.
He’d been thinking about how much he loved her when she was lying on the floor, head thrown back as she dissolved into peals of laughter.
He’d been thinking about how pretty she was with messed up hair and no makeup, in an old t-shirt with jeans, rolling her eyes at him but accepting the sweets he offered her.
He’d been thinking about how he loved all the subtle expressions she made. A slight upturn of her mouth when she was amused. A crinkle of her eyes when she was trying not to laugh. A narrowing of her pupils when she was pissed but couldn’t show it.
“Marry me.”
“What?” she looked up from her book and angled herself to look down at him, eyebrow raised.
“Marry me,” he repeated.
“Are you drunk?” she asked, putting the book down and sliding off the sofa to sit beside him on the floor.
“On love? Yes,” he quipped, sitting up.
A snort of laughter escaped her and he smiled.
“I meant it. I didn’t mean to ask it here but I do want to marry you.”
“I thought I was going to have to ask you,” she cracked a grin at him, “I brought a ring and everything.”
He was the one to snort this time. “Okay, I proposed. Now you can.”
“Fine,” she crossed her legs and leaned forward slightly. “You eat too much sugar, you never remember to do paperwork and you can set fire to water which, before I met you, I didn’t think was possible. However,” she tilted her head to the side and smiled softly at him. “You bring entertainment into my life. You dont care that I have no interest in changing myself just for other people’s sake. The fact that dating you makes my dad go crimson in rage is just a nice little bonus.”
“Imagine how he’d react if we got married,” he muttered, leaning forward to bump his forehead gently against hers.
“Yeah,” she grazed her nose against his, smiling.
“So, what do you say? Want to marry me?”
“Yeah. Do you wanna marry me?”
“Yep.”
“I’m glad,” she pressed her lips against his in a chaste kiss.
NO NO GIVE ME ALL THE INFO I LOVE HER!!! Ara would love her, summon the demon with her and carry her so she can feel taller!! And what would we as writers be without asshole characters that we adopt anyway? We’d be lesser for it, I’m sure
I’m also like 90% sure she’d be that person who could look a god in the eye and either a) insult them, b) dismiss them or c) say fight me.
Also she has a tendency to point out the obvious and deliver it in a way that makes it really insulting, which is how we get this lovely little quote! “What is it with you people and not taking the obvious solution? You literally have several self proclaimed geniuses in the building at any one time and none of them thought to use Google?”
Ara would do both 1 and 3 in one swoop, Yael has literally done number 3, so there’s that. Aek did all three, now that I think about it lmao Well I mean it is a very good point, everything can be found on Google so she absolutely should go off with that and Ara will punch whoever doesn’t like that
Lmao, I think Aek might be really close to being a male version of her.
That particular quote comes from a time where the building of the people she hangs out with the most was filled with coconut crabs. And no one had the sense to google giant crabs.
They were all running around screaming or trying to kill them and she just walked in like…what the hell is going on???
NO NO GIVE ME ALL THE INFO I LOVE HER!!! Ara would love her, summon the demon with her and carry her so she can feel taller!! And what would we as writers be without asshole characters that we adopt anyway? We’d be lesser for it, I’m sure
I’m also like 90% sure she’d be that person who could look a god in the eye and either a) insult them, b) dismiss them or c) say fight me.
Also she has a tendency to point out the obvious and deliver it in a way that makes it really insulting, which is how we get this lovely little quote! “What is it with you people and not taking the obvious solution? You literally have several self proclaimed geniuses in the building at any one time and none of them thought to use Google?”
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