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

[zjendjan.livejournal.com]

*thank you! and I think it may just be this thread and the other interview ones. he started talking like this and didn't stop* Yes.

Typist: Good night and good luck.

[john-ofdarkness.livejournal.com]

Glad to hear it. *a small smile*

[zjendjan.livejournal.com]

I hope so. It would be odd if you weren't.

[john-ofdarkness.livejournal.com]

*smirks* Unless I were planning to gain your trust, poison you against your master, and convince you to run off and be my servant.

[zjendjan.livejournal.com]

*pause* That was a joke?

[john-ofdarkness.livejournal.com]

It was. British humor is three parts sarcasm, four parts referencing the very worst of human nature, one part sounding absolutely serious. Sprinkle in traffic references to taste.

[zjendjan.livejournal.com]

... *headtilt* I don't get it.

[john-ofdarkness.livejournal.com]

Never mind. More British humor.

[zjendjan.livejournal.com]

Oh.

[john-ofdarkness.livejournal.com]

What is Polish humor like?

[zjendjan.livejournal.com]

Making fun of people. People from other parts of the Commonwealth, people from other countries, other religions, the nextdoor neighbors. And laughing at the bad things.

[john-ofdarkness.livejournal.com]

*wryly* Polish humor isn't an acceptable breed of humor among my friends; then again, neither is British.

[zjendjan.livejournal.com]

Maybe they don't understand it either.

Typist: Want to throw someone at Pip?

[john-ofdarkness.livejournal.com]

Perhaps they don't--but it's what I know.

Typist: I've been trying to decide who. I think Kyllikki has to get thrown at someone, but so does Edgar. I suspect Bilbo will get the former, and Pippin will get the latter. ^_^

[zjendjan.livejournal.com]

What kind do they like?

Typist: It's all good so long as they're interacting with people and staving off my boredom.

[john-ofdarkness.livejournal.com]

The kind that references musicals they've heard of--that, and calling everyone gay. *shrugs* Not my type.

Typist: Give me a moment to get logged in, then! I've got another Lost-date tonight, so I'm not sure how long I can play, but I'll do my best!

[zjendjan.livejournal.com]

Musicals? Gay?

Typist: It's all good.

[john-ofdarkness.livejournal.com]

Musicals--plays with songs, roughly. And gay--men who fuck men, or women who do whatever it is women do with women. *curiously* What year are you from, Jacek? *a slight stumble on the name, but only slight*

[zjendjan.livejournal.com]

"The year of our lord 1648."

[john-ofdarkness.livejournal.com]

Sixteen forty-eight. Fucking hell. *a little laugh* I should have suspected, somehow.

[zjendjan.livejournal.com]

What?

[john-ofdarkness.livejournal.com]

I'm from 1997. Of course you wouldn't have understood anything I was talking about. *still laughing, slightly bitterly* I hate this place sometimes, I really do.

[zjendjan.livejournal.com]

*confused. he assumed that John knew he was from the past since other people seemed to assume it* Why?

[john-ofdarkness.livejournal.com]

*he did know he was from the past, but he had no idea how far* You're more than three hundred years gone. How the hell does that even work? I can't use this. I can't even make sense of it.

[zjendjan.livejournal.com]

What do you mean, 'use this'?