Stolen from . WHYYYY MUCH YOU HAVE SUCH INTERESTING QUIZZES?!

The Rules:
1. You must choose only ONE of your OCs. Do it again if you wanna use another OC.
2. Your OC must answer every question as truthfully as possible.
3. Title the journal as "OCs Quiz (your OCs name.Example:Kaiser's Quiz)".
4. When you're done, tag as many people as you want.
5. Have fun!!!

1. Hi! What's your real name and nickname?
I'm Lee. Lee Newell. Pronounced "New-Well," not "Nool." You have no idea how many people pronounce it wrong.

2. Interesting... what's your current age?
Twenty-two, but I look a lot younger. It fuckin' pisses me off. Everytime I try to buy alcohol, go to a club, or just BUY A FUCKIN' CAN OF SPRAYPAINT people assume I'm underage and have a fake I.D.... sorry... I just have a lot of pent up about that.

3. Uh huh. What's your favourite food?
I like pretty much anything sweet and fruit-flavored.

4. And your favourite drink?
Hurricanes. Sure, they're insanely sweet and I feel like a tourist everytime I order one, but damn, those things are good.

5. Confession time! Who's your crush/lover?
At this point, I'm really not sure. I have a boyfriend, Jason, but I'm not sure how much of an item we are right now, ya' know, with me getting kidnapped and all, finding out that he's a drug-dealer, and then learning that he's been cheating on me.

6. Aww! Have you two kissed yet?
We lived together for a year and a half. Hell yeah, we've kissed. Much more, too.

7. Classic question! What's your favourite colour?
Purple. Next comes dark red.

8. Who's your favourite author?
Probably Laurell Hamilton. I love me a good sexy fantasy/paranormal series.

9. Now what's your biggest fear?
The other day I woke up and did the whole morning/getting ready for the day routine, but my curling iron was missing. I looked everywhere for it, but it was just gone. I looked for Desmond, thinking he might know where it was. Found that psychopath threatening some tied-up sap who hadn't paid Des for the difficult hit he made the night before. Threatening him with MY curling iron. After a bit of dumbfounded staring, I just let it go - but not before letting Desmond know that HE'D be the one to clean it off. I needed to use it, and I was sure as hell not going to curl my hair if it still had flakes of burned skin on it.

Really, my greatest fear is that I'm going to get used to all this madness. No - scratch that - that I'll begin to LIKE it. I'm NOT a killer, despite how much Desmond wants to make me, and I'm NOT psychic, a concept that Des can't get through his THICK FUCKIN' SKULL!

10. *stifles a giggle* I'm not laughing *bursts out laughing*
Fuck off - I'm dead serious! You know how many dead bodies I've seen before this whole kidnapping thing? Three - all of them at open-casket funerals. Now, I see people die every few days. Desmond's usually the one killing them, and it's beginning to not bother me so much anymore, which scares me.

11. Who's your hero?
I don't even know anymore. All the lines between "good" and "evil" have blurred together into one little gray pile o' mush...

12. Ok, who is your worst enemy?
Technically, I guess you could say that it's the cops, but I don't really consider them "enemies," just guys woefully misguided about me being a criminal and trying to do their job. He's not so much an "enemy" as a cause of my problems, but Desmond. If not for him, I'd still be living in my apartment with Jason, working my waitressing job, and going to coffeeshops with Jazmyn and making fun of everyone who walks in.

13. What would you do if your hero and your worst enemy got together?
I'd tell this "mystery hero" to kick Desmond's ass. Problem is, he or she would probably die before landing the first punch. I've seen Des in action enough to know that he wouldn't give them a chance to make an obligatory narrative good-guy speech.

14. Interesting... what would you do if you met your creator?
I'd probably beat her senseless for putting me through such bullshit. Then I'd shoot her. In the groin. Several times.

15. Okay, I'll contact them right now. Done! Now, what do you want to be when you grow?
Hey! I may be short, but I'm still an adult. No growing left to do. As a kid, I always wanted to be a paleontologist. And an astronaut. Dig up dinosaurs in space.

16. What's your worst nightmare?
It starts off, I'm in this long, dark corridor, right? Doors on every side. No matter how far I go, it never ends. Suddenly, a door swings open and there's Des and another long hallway. He hands me a gun and tells me that I have to use it. I try to give it back, and it's stuck to my hand, and no matter how hard I try to pull it off, it just sticks there, finger on the trigger and everything. I look up again, and he's not there anymore. I go down the hallway looking for Desmond to give him back his gun, only to turn around, and the door to the original hall isn't there, either. At this point, I can hear voices. I can't make anything they say out, but I can just TELL that they're plotting to kill me. So I start running, right? Running down this never ending hallway. The voices get louder, and I just become more and more aware of the gun in my hand a couple of the doors open, but there's no one down them, just more empty hallways. I get more and more panicky. Finally, a shadowy figure comes out one of the doors. It has a gun, I have a gun. The figure lifts its gun, and I find that I'm lifing mine as well. Then a gunshot. Mine, the figure's - I don't know. All that matters is that the shot lights up the hall for a millisecond. And the figure - the figure. It's me. Twisted with sadistic bloodlust, but unforgettably MY face that stares back. And then I woke up. I couldn't help it - I just started crying. I'm losing myself here. I'm afraid...

17. What's your lifelong dream?
I admit it - I don't really have much in the way of dreams and asperations. First of all, I'd like to get away from Desmond. Afterwards? Maybe own a coffee shop some day. I certainly spend enough time in them.

18. What would you do if your lifelong dream came true?
Well, if I managed to escape without any hassel from the police (I'm NOT Desmond's cohort in crime! I swear!) I'd be VERY happy. I'd probably crash at Jazmyn's for a while until I get my life back in order. As for the coffee shop, there's not much else to that. I'd had a coffee shop of my own. Whoo-hoo.

19. Ok, where's your favorite place to relax?
Besides coffee shops, I also like park benches. Sitting and people-watching is always fun. You get to imagine what their lives are like, almost living as them as they walk by. It's fun, and lets me escape this chaotic life.

20. Last question! What do you spend most of your time doing?
Lately? Trying to ignore everything around me and obtain SOME mild sense of normalcy. I'm failing. REAAAALLY failing.

21. We're done! Now tag someone!
Anyone who wants to do this, feel free!