hey, what's up? Lunar Scholar here! This is based off ECDeadly's 'Ask the Survivors', which is based off something else I haven't read. It's very simple. Leave a review asking questions to any character that exists in the Dresden Files. Should be funny.

LS: "Where are they. Dammit, I said 7. It's 10 already!"

Suddenly, the door opens to admit a tall man wearing a leather duster. He is carrying a bag.

Harry: "Hey, Scholar, sorry I'm late. Murphy has a case."

LS: "Is it bad? She's a main character! Lots of people will have questions for her! Did you at least bring...?"

Harry: "Yes, there in here." He pulled two skulls, one bleached and well formed, the other rough wood.

Harry: "Bob, wake up. We're here."

The skull's eyes filled with orange light.

Bob: "It's daytime. I don't want to answer a bunch of random ignorant questions from a bunch of clueless mortals."

LS: "With any luck, no one will ask you anything if your going to be such an ass."

The door opens and a short woman walks in.

LS: Thank God. Someone reasonable."

Harry: "I'm reasonable!"

LS: "No, you have morals. That automatically means your only reasonable half the day."

Murphy: "I agree."

A pair of pale-skinned people crash through the skylight in the building.

Thomas: "Lara, I told you we'd be late. Look, 3 hours late. This nice person invites us here and now we look bad."

Lara: "Oh, for Hunger's sake. Lord forgive I inconvenience a human."

LS: "I'm the freaking writer. I deserve at least a small amount of respect."

General snorts of derision from all non-human guests.

A group of people walk in. A few are unrecognizable, but three stand out.

Nicodemus: "Hmm, I'd rather hoped to be the first here."

Tessa: "May I kill someone?"

Deidre: "Come now, mother. That wouldn't be very polite. Perhaps after the chapter is over?"

'Lunar Scholar very discreetly sweats in terror.'

LS: "Ahem, that's all well and good, but where is the rest? I'm still waiting on Marcone, Grey, and Demonreach."

Harry: "You do know he doesn't exist outside the island, right?"

LS: "Again, I'm the writer. I'm practically a god!"

Murphy: "Megalomaniac much?"

LS: 'sigh' I give up. I hope questions give you people some form of order. And be on time tomorrow!"

Deirdre: "Mother, perhaps now would be a convenient time to kill someone. Perhaps the Scholar?"

Tessa: "Excellent idea."

LS: "Oh, hell no! 'escapes using ODM from Attack on Titan' BE SURE TO REVIEW, READERS!"