From Zjendjan

[john_ofdarkness]

1. What's your most favorite thing ever?

I'm torn. There was a moment, when I was playing for a production of Otello, when the piano was in tune and the singers neither overacted nor undersang, and I really do believe it may have been the most perfect moment I have ever experienced. On the other hand, I think that 'sex' more regularly fits the description of 'most favorite thing ever.' Such a dilemma.

2. What are you afraid of?

Did you really expect an answer to that question?

3. Why do you call me duck?

Habit.

4. Do you call everyone duck?

Yes.

5. If so, why can't I get a better pet name?

Do you have a preference?

INSTRUCTIONS
01. Leave me a comment saying, "Interview me."
02. I respond by asking you five questions of a very intimate and creepily personal nature. Or not so creepy/personal.
03. Update your LJ with the answers to the questions.
04. Include this explanation and an offer to interview someone else in the post.
05. When others comment asking to be interviewed, you will ask them five questions.

Comments

[john-ofdarkness.livejournal.com]

Jacek, then.

Typist: I will be disappointed beyond words if Claire and Charlie are not best friends for always and eternity. They are adorable.

[zjendjan.livejournal.com]

Alright... John.

Typist: They are cuteness personified. Few things come close. None spring to mind immediately.

[john-ofdarkness.livejournal.com]

*a smile at that--small, but sincere*

Typist: girl!Curio/girl!Ros came pretty close. ^____^

[zjendjan.livejournal.com]

*Zjen smiles back*

Typist: True. Percy and Cimorene are also cute.

[john-ofdarkness.livejournal.com]

*stubs out his cigarette in an ashtray* Any other questions?

Typist: They are unbelievably cute.

[zjendjan.livejournal.com]

Not at the moment. But I will figure it out.

Typist: Oh so cute. And I wish someone Tom knew would post one of those interview thingies.

[john-ofdarkness.livejournal.com]

*understanding, perhaps, that this is how friendship tests itself, and saying abruptly* I'm afraid of people knowing that I can be afraid, and weak, and vulnerable. That's straightforward enough, I hope.

[zjendjan.livejournal.com]

Oh. But isn't everyone afraid, weak, and vulnerable?

Typist: Wait. He kind of knows John.

[john-ofdarkness.livejournal.com]

Yes--and that's how other people come to have power over us.

Typist: I don't think he wants to answer the kind of questions that John would ask. ^_^;

[zjendjan.livejournal.com]

Then it's just not letting people know what makes you like that. You're human so everyone knows that you must be all those things sometimes.

Typist: He needs someone like Curio to ask questions. (Out of curiousity, what would he ask?)

[john-ofdarkness.livejournal.com]

So perhaps I'm afraid of being them, as well.

Typist: Curio's not doing the meme, though. (Probably just boring stuff about the mansion. He's already asked the things he'd want to know about Tom, and he is trying not to want to make him uncomfortable.)

[zjendjan.livejournal.com]

Oh. I think I get it...

Typist: The end result would be somehow finding a way to ask Richard embarassing questions.

[john-ofdarkness.livejournal.com]

*no answer to that, really*

Typist: Hmm. I'm trying to think if any of my other people know anyone who's asking.

[zjendjan.livejournal.com]

*and Zjen doesn't really know what he should be saying*

Typist: Michael may ask Gaheris. Doesn't Ilmarinen slightly know Ragnelle?

[john-ofdarkness.livejournal.com]

*silence, then, until John asks* And what are you afraid of?

Typist: Yes, but Ilmarinen doesn't know Tom.

[zjendjan.livejournal.com]

Everything I said earlier. Vampires, werewolves, witches, things like that.

Typist: Ah. True.

[john-ofdarkness.livejournal.com]

Zombies? *might possibly have met a few of them while the crackplot was on, and is thus more amenable to discussing the supernatural*

[zjendjan.livejournal.com]

What are they? *saw them but didn't have a name for them*

[john-ofdarkness.livejournal.com]

Decaying, undead, tendency to moan and cry out for brains. *he had personally just barricaded his room, barricaded himself in the adjoining bathroom, and read during the zombie invasion*

[zjendjan.livejournal.com]

Oh! You mean the *does scarily good zombie impersonation* things?

[john-ofdarkness.livejournal.com]

*nods* Those. They didn't faze you?

[zjendjan.livejournal.com]

I was pretty terrified but then I saw that they were enemies of God so I killed as many as I could.

[john-ofdarkness.livejournal.com]

--ah. I more or less ignored them. *a small smile* Am I an enemy of God? Do you plan to kill me?

[zjendjan.livejournal.com]

You are--were--are--my master. I've never seen you consorting with demons.

Typist: Want to throw anyone at Bilbo?

[john-ofdarkness.livejournal.com]

You still think of me as a master, then?

Typist: Not tonight. I've got to get to bed in the next half-hour. Also, ignore the misjournal.