What exactly do your characters get up to when you're not supervising them and carefully planning their wardrobes?

The Don't I Know You From Somewhere thread inspired this thread. That, and this ridiculously OOC image of dear, romantic Viscount Linley.... guns ablazing...



Meanwhile, Oscar seems to have some peculiar past times....



Oh, and apparently even the incomparable Katharine Steele went through an awkward puppy-fat stage...

Ahaha! Oscar in the morning?

Well, Penelope rocks the side ponytail when I'm not around.

With a Paintball Gun and Beer...

and Hamond is bad arse.

But still trying too hard to look cool.

Well, Juliet likes to be the Queen B of the Upper East Side in her spare time. Although she hasn't quite developed the nasty habit of trying to wreck people's lives in Regency England (thank goodness!). But she still dresses fabulously.

Charlotte is also up to some very interesting activities....mostly in the form of hanging out with Optimus Prime.

And finally, our dear, sweet Daniel, likes to kill demons.

Don't mess with Charlotte. More than daddy & big brother will come a'knocking....

Nick, meanwhile, has waaaaay more fun on vacation than he does when he's in London... Actually that picture really cracks me up.

Stephen...well, um...I mean. Geez. If memory serves, there were a lot of hookers, guns and murders. He also likes robbing me of my powers of coherant speech. And selling cologne. I'd buy it.

Also: What the HELL Victor, I don't even know what to say to you right now:



Ladies and gents, I give you--Undead!Victor:

...Victor despising The Law and incurring Wrath..

...Victor trying to get high by drilling a hole through his head.

...Victor being an all-around bad liar and trying to "help" by offering copious amounts of drugs to his lady-crush. ("DIAZAPAAAAAM!")

Google image search is offering not much I can use for Rebecca, so she's probably doing the smart thing and keeping off the radar.

Oh, wow, Emily that picture of Victor is pretty much the best thing I've seen all day.

Well, except that.

Gah.

It's forced me to go looking up old episodes of Dead Like Me on surfthechannel. <3 Mason. Drugged up screwup.

One of the best, of course, has to be Mrs Demelza Quartermaine, that paragon of respectability, dabbling in witchcraft in her spare time...



Georgiana, when she's not being a dutiful wife, likes to hang out with those boys from International Rescue, and has an unhealthy fascination with the colour pink:



Imogen's family finances are clearly not doing too well (must be those doctors' fees, right?) as she has a part time job in a supermarket:



Arthur of course has already been outed as a Wanted assassin.

And the twins? They have a couple of outside activities.

There's the superhero alter-ego:


and the former job as a member of Titanic's crew...

David seems to be contemplating some sort of violence. Tut tut.




Tristan must be taking up a new career as a dancing master.




I wonder what she did to get packed off to a nunnery!

Great thread!

Viola leads a decadent lifestyle snogging movie stars and driving vintage cars.

Meanwhile, Olivia calmly solves murders and relaxes with boats and boys.

Charlie's alter ego is a tough-as-nails and intense Middle Eastern traveller when he is not sporting a seriously stupid beard or heading a photography/detective agency with, er, Viola.

Selina dabbles in witchcraft and looking frankly undead.

Eleanor tries to escape the Holocaust but prefers to be a freaky possessed Roman prophetess.

Felix of course has a double life as a 900 year old Time Lord when he is not a mad Prince of Denmark.

George moonlights as a violent US soldier but otherwise keeps himself to himself.

Henry has appalling taste in headwear but makes up for it by leading a spy ring.