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₊˚⊹ ㅤa collection of character analysis/headcanon questions to learn more about your character and your partners'! writing/headcanon prompts requested by anonymous. feel free to edit these as you see fit.

send one to have our muses meet for the first time.

“Sorry, were you just talking to me?”

“I think you dropped this.”

“You look lost. Need some help?”

“I don’t usually talk to strangers, but…”

“You’re sitting in my spot.”

“Whoa! Careful!”

“We’ve never met, right? You seem familiar.”

“Is that seat taken?”

“Sorry, I think I just spilled something on you.”

“You’re blocking the doorway.”

“Were you just staring at me?”

“Excuse me, do you know the time?”

“Wait — are you the person I’m supposed to meet?”

“I’ve been sent to find you.”

“Please don’t be alarmed, but I think we have the same bag.”

“Do you work here?”

“I’m fairly certain that’s mine.”

“You’ve got something on your face.”

“Sorry, I thought you were someone else.”

“Do you know the way to ___?”

“You’re hurt. Do you need help?”

“That’s a fine ___ (cloak/hat/book/etc.). Where did you get it?”

“This might sound strange, but can I hide behind you for a moment?”

“You look like you could use a friend.”

“I think your dog just stole my lunch.”

“Hey, you dropped your coin purse.”

“I think we’re stuck in here together.”

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to overhear, but…”

“Are you the new neighbor?”

“First time in town?”

“I’m not sure if this belongs to you, but…”

“You look like you’ve seen a ghost.”

“I’ve been hearing a lot about you.”

“Do you mind if I join you?”

“I think you’re in the wrong place.”

“You seem… out of place.”

“Don’t take this the wrong way, but are you following me?”

“That was a close call.”

“Not to alarm you, but someone’s watching you.”

“Mind if I walk with you?”

“You look like you’re in trouble.”

“Was that your doing back there?”

“You don’t look like you’re from around here.”

“That was impressive. How’d you manage it?”

“I’m guessing you’re not here by accident.”

“Do I want to know what just happened?”

“You might want to keep your voice down.”

“Is it always this strange around here?”

“I have a feeling we’re about to become acquainted whether we like it or not.”

━ ❝ Shall the "Knight" rise as the beacon of light! ❝

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━ ❝ Shall the "Knight" rise as the beacon of light! ❝

Hello everybody. This is a roleplay blog for “ THE KNIGHT “ also known as RICHARD STERLING from the game IDENTITY V! If you’re interested in interacting with him please like 💚 or ( preferable ) reblog ↺ this post and I’ll check out your blog and follow you then! Have a lovely day and thank you very much! 

“that version of me is gone.”

“this changes nothing.”

“i was counting on it.”

“watch me.”

“it wasn’t like this before.”

“i can’t pretend anymore.”

“it’s a promise.”

“say it again.”

“don’t do this.”

“you’re late.”

“this is your last chance.”

“i made my choice long ago.”

“it was over the moment you left.”

“i had to see it for myself.”

“i’ve made worse mistakes than this.”

“you changed.”

“tell me the truth.”

“you look like you’ve seen a ghost.”

“you owe me.”

“you followed the wrong path.”

“this isn’t over.”

“i warned you.”

“you’re hiding something.”

“you’ll regret this.”

“they recognized the weapon before they recognized the person holding it.”

“is this a threat?”

“some things can’t be fixed.”

“help me understand.”

“it ends however you decide.”

“you don’t understand.”

“you can’t stop this.”

“you came back.”

“it doesn’t have to end like this.”

“you’re making a mistake.”

“we never make it out clean.”

“maybe it was the only one.”

“you remember me, don’t you?”

“you lied to me.”

“you’re shaking.”

“silence would have been kinder.”

“you shouldn’t have followed me.”

“i trusted you.”

“say my name.”

“i’m not afraid.”

“you knew, didn’t you?”

“is this goodbye?”

“things change.”

“you don’t have to be alone.”

“i mean it this time.”

“that was your first mistake.”

“you’re not who i remember.”

“we don’t have much time.”

“was any of it real?”

“that’s not what you said before.”

“listen to me.”

“and yet, here we are.”

“put it down before this gets worse.”

“look at me.”

“i regret a lot of things.”

“you’re bleeding.”

“i didn’t think you’d survive.”

“don’t say my name like that.”

“you knew i’d come.”

“maybe you never knew me.”

“why are you here?”

“you wouldn’t like it.”

“people like us don’t get happy endings.”

“you followed me into ruin.”

“before everything fell apart.”

“there’s always a choice.”

“we could still fix this.”

“you’ve said that before.”

“i never meant for this to happen.”

“you promised.”

“what did you do?”

“before you chose a side.”

“don’t turn your back on me.”

“before you betrayed me.”

“you shouldn’t have.”

“i’m trying to help you.”

“you’ve always known the truth.”

“say something worth hearing.”

“i’m not backing down.”

“help me, or get out of my way.”

“don’t be foolish.”

“you should have run when you had the chance.”

“i owe you nothing.”

“i had no choice.”

“i walked away when it mattered most.”

“i crossed a line i can’t uncross.”

“i remember you too clearly.”

“you still care?”

Breathe in, breathe out. "And are you surprised?" Edgar's voice falls out nearly too bluntly, like he turned to the dull edge of the blade as he hears Richard's response. He knows he's like this. He knows he doesn't let people in, he knows he keeps barbed words ready at all times. (It's safer this way, isn't it?)

Edgar knows his reason all too well. He knows the people he still misses even so many years later, the blood on his hands, the knowledge of how much people choose to leave behind, how much people choose not to care. Should he state his reason? And if so, how? What is there to say, and would it be believed? Saying he only cares about art is a lie and he knows it, but people believe it all too easily with how he weaves his wall of thorns.

But speaking first would be losing. It would be baring himself to a stranger who he definitely fears, a stranger whose weakness he does not know. (Point a light at something and you find its shadows. Point the light of truth at a person and you find what is hidden.)

Another click of the tongue. "Maybe I wanted to paint in a way I could not before." It was... a partial truth. (He did not like saying such things, but it was for his safety. It was for his safety, so it was what he had to say.) There was much more to the story: running away from home, committing a murder out of panic, pent-up fear and frustration that exploded out in an instant.

The "compliment" was all too familiar, causing Edgar to grimace in an instant. How he hated such words, especially when they sounded so far from genuine. His arms cross tightly as his tone turns sharp. "Painting from life teaches you how to pay attention. Even just sitting and observing how things move or the way they are lit is fruitful. I suggest you try it sometime. Every light casts its own shadow, so placing each of those by its light source can be quite the diversion."

Richard doesn't say anything, watching the Painter's reaction and sensing the irritation the other must be feeling in this moment right now. "Actually, no, not at all. "He simply states. (A part of him does wonder how often the other had heard this question before. Perhaps that's why he seems annoyed at Richard's comment? At least this is what Richard is telling himself.)

"To paint in a way you couldn't do before?" The answer caused Richard to raise his eyebrows in slight surprise. That for sure was an odd answer. To think anyone would come to the manor for such a reason. Then again, he wasn't an artist, so perhaps this was just natural for people like Edgar, he couldn't tell.

"Wouldn't some form of art school or anything of that sort not be more suitable? I haven't really seen many artists around, at least those that paint. " His mind drifted to some of the other people at the manor he had seen so far, then he shakes his head. "You artists are quite a bunch of interesting people, I give you that."