Go down the stairs and help that person up. Only low fools find something funny in this kind of situation. Idiots!
Feel bad that others are laughing at them. How could they?! That person’s probably in pain!
Laugh openly, then wish you’d thought of pushing them down the stairs.
Turn and walk away. He’s the one who should have been careful.
I would try not to smile or laugh, but if I do, then I would go to that person and apologise to him for it later.
Shrug. Oh well. They should have been careful where they placed their feet.
A person fell down the stairs? Oh yeah, that’s right, I was the one who tripped him to cause a diversion and get away from the teacher who was about to hand me detention.
Smile inwardly then go down to help them up.
Laugh openly, then go down to help them up, showing there are no hard feelings
Glare at everyone who’s laughing at them, then go down the stairs to help the person up.
A person fell down the stairs? Oh, you mean the one that I pushed down the stairs in front of everyone? Oh yeah, I remember him.
I’d work for the CIA. They’d want me too, because of my brains
I wouldn’t mind being a botanist...
Agriculture or some other kind of business
I’d be a graphics designer
I’d like to be a politician, it’s in my blood. Or maybe a lawyer?
I would probably end up just winning a lottery to get what I want, I don’t really want to work/care about work
I would probably work for the Animal Planet channel
I don’t know, but I’d love to learn Ninjutsu...the art of assassination of Ninjas
A doctor or a nurse
Professional wrestling, yeah!
Something along the lines of a carpenter, or maybe a metalworker?
I don’t read. Reading is for the weak.
Action, I suppose. And war. Books with a bit of blood.
Probably survival guides, travel guides/journals and such...
Why would someone want to spend their time reading, when they can be practising with knives, swords and bows? Some people need a life.
Probably romance. Oh, and I don’t mind Sci-Fi either
Training guides, handbooks, etc.
What’s the point in reading?
I really love stories about music...
Graphic novels and comics
A book that’s fairly thin, so I can cut a hole in the spine and spy on others through it.
Cream or maybe gold
Maroon or mauve
Dark blue or dark green
Opaque. Not a colour exactly, I know, but that’s just me.
Green. No light or dark, just green.
Stay hidden in the shadows of the trash can. If they notice you, jump on to the top of the trash can and on to clear ground. Then run away as fast as possible.
Step back into defensive position at once. If they try to hurt you, they will feel the wrath of your hard worked hands connecting with their jaws through a punch.
Try to leave quietly, glaring at them to show that you’re not afraid that they’ll attack. If they do, you’ll strike them both really hard and then run.
Stay still. If they try to hurt you, try and fight back although you are not confident with your martial skill.
Get a piece of metal, a bottle, or some kind of sharp object out of the trash can and throw it at them from a distance. You won’t miss; you’re too good. Then run away. They have got you outnumbered after all.
Leave the alley. If they try to hurt you, you will teach them a lesson they will not forget too easily or too soon. Then call the ambulance and the police.
Wait to see if they notice you. If they do, then scream as loudly as you can and start crying.
Try to exit the alley casually, but defend yourself if it becomes necessary. Hurt them as minimally as possible then go to the nearest police station.
Make an attempt to exit the area. If they try to hurt you, your remarkable speed will give you the advantage.
Drag them both out into the middle of the adjacent road and beat them both to pulp.
Down a dark alley, facing a dead end, with two not-too-friendly-looking men coming towards me, huh? Who in this universe would be stupid enough to put themselves into that situation?
Exceptional skill in karate
Playing the piano
Healing and medicine
Speed and wits
Superior cunning and intelligence
Setting snares and being inventive
Alone and undercover. My intellect will carry me
I don’t care if I have to work alone or with others, but I need to keep my loved ones safe from people who might try to hurt them.
Usually with a partner of some sort to watch my back, whom I trust and who I can work with. Someone with whom I share common ground in terms of knowledge and capability.
I’m more of a loner actually, but I have a tendency to be drawn to people who like their own company.
Completely alone. A bit distanced from everyone. Silent.
As the leader of the pack. I don’t take orders, I give them.
A member of a pack. Not the leader, but not too low either. Kind of like, second-in-command.
Alone, but I wouldn’t mind a partner.
My preferred style of working? You’ll know when you watch this year’s Hunger Games.
With one or maybe two other people who are driven together by the same goal.
I don’t care if I work alone or with others. My job is to help the injured and the ill.
Grab everything around me at once and run into the forest. The valley would be an impractical choice as opponents could close down on you, but the mountain would require too much effort to climb, and frankly, I wouldn’t fancy meeting any opponents climbing over that kind of terrain. The lake is too open and exposed.
The field of rocks. That provides ideal cover, protection, shelter and leads into the woods, if I need food, and also onto the mountain, if I want a lookout point. But more than anything, I want to warn people to not coming hunting me by killing anyone who comes into my sphere.
I don’t really care in which direction, but I would try to get to the very outskirts of the arena. My opponents wouldn’t think of looking for me there.
Into the forest. I don’t want to watch the pathetic, low, savage-like behaviour of my competitors.
Into the bloodbath, to get my hands on the weapons and the food.
The lake. No one would expect anyone else to go there. It’s too “exposed” for the idiots who can’t see the hundreds of hiding points scattered all over the place...
Into the bloodbath to take out as much of the competition as possible. Straight into the think of the fighting.
I would run into the forest. It would at least provide cover from open fire from arrows (I think, or more accurately, hope)
Into the forest. A threat, yes, but also a source of food and water
The valley, I suppose. It seems easy to run down, so I’ll save a bit of energy.
You’ll just have to wait and see what I do to know for sure...