Which The Fallen Character Are You?

Ignore it. There's no way I'm going anywhere near it!

Don't go near it, but make sure I let a police officer know what I heard.

I'm preparing myself with my weapons, taking a deep breath, and racing in there. Someone could be in trouble!

Skip down it merrily - it's probably a kitten or puppy who needs a new home!

Smirk and stride down there. I'm scarier than anything in that alleyway.

Go in, all guns blazing. I'll ask questions later.

I'll try and sneak in. That way, I can surprise anyone down there, and get the upper hand.

I'll see if I can observe something happening in the alley before I go in, so I'm a bit more prepared.

I'll march in once I know my friends have my back, save the day, and come out with a snappy one-liner.

An orange juice or soda for me, please. Alcohol gives me a headache.

What's the strongest thing on the menu? I'll take five.

I'll take something refined and refreshing - just like me.

The classic beer works every time. I want to enjoy my night, not forget it.

Shots. I haven't got time for anything else.

A cocktail with a suitably sexual name. I'll probably flirt with the barman when I ask for it.

I'll have a bottle of Irish whiskey, then drink it with a grim expression.

I'll have what everyone else is having. I don't like rocking the boat.

It depends on the occasion, but I'm happy to try most things once.

A mirror. It always feels like a portal to another world, but it feels like home. Plus I get to look at my own flawless reflection.

A simple picture frame. I'll put a picture of my closest loved one in it, so I can always see their smile, even when they're not with me.

An Egyptian artefact. I can practically smell the ancient sand and history, and it gives me goosebumps. The good kind.

Luxurious leather-bound books. They'll match all the others on my well-worn shelves at home.

Some delicate teacups. I'll be able to enjoy my morning Earl Grey in them every day.

An obsidian dagger. Something about it feels rooted, deeply connected to me somehow.

An old gramophone. It might remind you of how important it is to listen, and you can show it round to all your friends.

Nothing. There's nothing in this shop you haven't already seen, and you've got more important things to do with your day.

A silken scarf from an exotic land, still holding the lingering perfume of spices and rich flowers. If you hold it close enough, it seems as though you can be close to the original owner.

Something angsty and loud. I want the pounding thumps to wash away all the thoughts in my head.

A bright, upbeat song that I can dance like a loon to. It's probably been in the pop charts, but I just love how it makes me smile.

A tribal piece of music, sensual and primal with its rhythm.

Probably college rock, or indie rock. I need a good beat, but I also need time to think about things.

Classical music, it doesn't matter which piece. It's soothing, but it's also inspiring.

I'm not really listening to the radio, so it doesn't matter what song comes on.

The only music I'll make is my own. Give me a soft bed, my favourite guy or girl....yeah, you see where I'm going with this.

I'll go for a bit of jazz or a hip indie band. Something as unique and contradictory as me, so it appeals to my nature.

Gothic rock or ballads every time. I like the mysterious nature of the sounds, sending a tingle up my spine. Plus it suits my darker side.

I'm a lover, not a fighter. I'll leave it to the others and sneak out when no one is looking.

Give me a sword. It's probably older than I am, but it's more powerful than anyone would guess, and I can slice through my enemies as though it were my arm.

Give me my Glock, and I'll clear my enemies away. Quick, direct, and I'll blow them away.

Although I'll try to help, I'm more likely to help those who have been wounded, getting them to safety.

I'll use my eyes and be quicker than my enemies. Gun, sword, hands...it doesn't matter, I can see where all their weaknesses are.

I'm going to launch in there with everything I've got, taking them by surprise. They might have underestimated me, but I'll use whatever is to hand.

I don't need to fight - I've got minions to do that for me! And when they run out, I'll trick my enemies into submission.

I'll probably be unaware of any weapon until I'm backed into a corner. Then I'll surprise even myself with hidden talents I didn't know I had!

I've got more weapons on me than most people know what to do with, but I'll look out for any traps in the room that I can use first.