I’ve decided to revamp the Friday Funnies and re-post the guest posts I’ve written for blog tours and such. I may sneak in a few new ones here and there. Since some of the blogs I originally wrote these for have disappeared I thought it might be a good idea to save and re-share the posts here.
I’m sure if you’re reading this blog, you’re probably familiar with my characters by now, so I’ll save you the chore of reading through my intros. For anyone who stumbles across this who is not familiar, basic info on the characters can be found here, a funnier idea of who they are (in GIFs) can be found here, and a book list/buy links can be found here. All character interviews will be tagged that way so they’re easy to find on the blog.
Shiarra and the gang are going to talk a little bit about themselves and to tell you (without spoiling!) some of what’s coming in TAKEN BY THE OTHERS.
Take the floor, Shia!
Shiarra: Jeez, I don’t know what to say without telling people what happens. Anyone have any bright ideas?
Royce: You could tell them your thoughts on what it was like to be caught in a tussle between two vampires. I suppose some people find that sort of thing interesting.
Shiarra: You just want to hear me talk about you.
Royce: I do admit it’s amusing to listen to you attempt to justify your fear of me and my kind. I’ve yet to do anything to deserve your sour looks, Ms. Waynest.
Shiarra: Don’t get me started, Mr. Ohh-you-could-be-young-and-beautiful-forever-creepy-pants-vampire.
Chaz: What? What are you talking about?
Shiarra: Nothing. He was being gross. And joking. I hope.
Chaz: We’re going to have a talk after this interview.
Shiarra: Oh, great.
Arnold: How about you talk about the White Hats? Jack’s back in town, I’m sure he wouldn’t mind a little publicity for his organization.
Chaz: I don’t like the idea of promoting a group that’s out to kill my kind. They can kill the vamps all they want, though.
Royce: I don’t appreciate your tone, dog.
Shiarra: Will you two knock it off? I think I can tell them a little bit about the White Hats.
Sara: Most of them are nuts, but in a good way.
Shiarra: Not really. Breaking into my house to ask me at knifepoint to join their cause and then later showing up at my office to hold a gun on me and ask me to join their cause doesn’t exactly inspire fuzzy-bunny feelings where they’re concerned.
Sara: Er, right. Maybe working with them isn’t such a hot idea . . .
Shiarra: Yeah. They don’t like anything with fur or fangs. They’re okay with mages—
Arnold: “Magi”—not “mages”. Mages sounds like something you put in stew. I am not for stew!
Shiarra: Whatever. So Jack swung by to tell me that I was going to be in the middle of some kind of pissing contest between Royce and this asshat, Max Carlyle. He wanted me to pick sides between the two vamps and the White Hats.
Royce: Max only sought recompense for his losses. I imagine I might have done the same had I been in his position.
Shiarra: By trying to kill me?
Sara: By kidnapping, murdering, and torturing innocent people?
Chaz: By turning into a James Bond villain and framing the good guys for his dirty deeds?
Arnold: I thought he was more like Professor Moriarty from Sherlock Holmes. He had that criminal mastermind thing down pretty good.
Royce: Perhaps I would not have gone to such dramatic lengths as he did—
Chaz: Yeah, instead you would’ve turned her into a vamp to save her from a vamp. Real smarts there.
Shiarra: Uh, ew? Can we not talk about that?
Sara: I’m trying and failing to picture you as a vamp.
Arnold: I’m picturing you with a cheesy Transylvanian accent going, “I vant to suck your bloooood. Oh, ewww, I got blood on me! Get it off!”
Chaz: Ha! Good one.
Shiarra: Sara, can I please punch your boyfriend?
Sara: Not right now.
Royce: Can we return to the topic at hand? All I’m saying is that I can see the reasoning behind his actions, however misguided they might have been.
Shiarra: Okay, you want to know why I’m afraid of vamps? That. That right there. Do you even hear yourself talk? Max was psycho—and you understand his reasoning? That’s freaking creepy.
Royce: I assure you, Ms. Waynest, if I truly wanted to frighten you, I have far more convincing methods.
Sara: Okay, I’m with Shia on this. Creepy vamp needs to stop talking now.
Shiarra: I don’t know what scares me more. Working for crazy vamp hunters, or working with the vamp they’re hunting.
What do you think, folks—would Shia be better off working with the vamps or the vamp hunters?
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