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GOOD OMENS PERSONALITY TEST!

So, I had a fun little idea!

Each week (or whenever I can), I will update this blog with Good Omens inspired personality tests! They will encompass a bunch of things in the GO universe, such as ‘What kind of angel would you be?’ or ‘Which of Crowley’s houseplants are you?’

However, as this is the very first in the collection, I pose the most traditional question of all: ‘Which Good Omens Supernatural Being Are You?’

You will be presented with a series of questions. Answer them truthfully and keep a tally of your score. Then, when complete, simply view the results!

With that settled, let’s get a wiggle on!

QUESTION 1:

Choose a word to describe yourself:

Confident – 0 points

Mysterious - 10 points

Adventurous – 20 points

Misunderstood - 30 points

Compassionate – 40 points

 QUESTION 2:

If you had to pick one superpower, what would it be?

Shapeshifting – 30 points

Mind Control/Empath – 40 points

The power to bend reality – 20 points

Fire Powers - 10 points

Teleportation – 0 points

 QUESTION 3:

What do you fear most?

Failure – 40 points

Being forced to hide who I am – 20 points

Death – 0 points

Losing those I love - 30 points

Being forgotten - 10 points

 QUESTION 4:

Which animal resonates the most with you?

Spider/Insects - 10 points

Eagle – 0 points

Snake - 30 points

Dog – 20 points

Lion – 40 points

 QUESTION 5:

Which time of day do you prefer?

Morning – new day, fresh start – 0 points

Afternoon – Time to get out – 20 points

Dusk – Settle down for the evening and relax – 40 points

Night – Time to party… or sleep - 30 points

Any time – Just go with the flow – 10 points

 QUESTION 6:

Final one! You are going into battle. Pick a weapon!

Knowledge – 40 points

Magic – 20 points

Sword – 0 points

Fists, fangs and claws - 10 points

Anything I can find and use to my advantage - 30 points

 RESULTS:

Gabriel (0-40 points)

Confident and strong in your beliefs, people often hold you in high regard. You are a natural leader, able to give advice to those in need, although your strong presence and firm demeanour can sometimes appear blunt and uncaring. Despite this, you do your best to motivate those around you as you strive for success. Your boundless energy and enthusiasm for your pursuits is deeply felt, and you will do anything to reach your goals.

Beelzebub (50-90 points)

Mysterious and easy-going, you are a rather complex character indeed! Many may find you difficult to read, as you will only reveal your true self in the presence of those you trust most dearly. You are not an overly sociable person, preferring the presence of your own company spent doing the things you love. However, you are capable of good leadership should the situation call for it. Calm, yet precariously explosive at times, you are as wild and deep as the ocean – and much more than meets the eye.

Adam (100-140 points)

Unique and adventurous, you are a free-spirited individual! You would do anything for those you hold dear and enjoy nothing more than to live your very best life, whether that be following your own creative pursuits, getting lost in nature, or simply hanging out with your friends! You are a natural storyteller; a perfect balance of light and darkness, and have the potential for greatness, should you just choose to take the leap and follow your dreams!

Crowley (150-190 points)

Resourceful and quick-witted, you are a deeply sensitive soul in touch with your emotions. Because of this, you tend to be very empathetic, able to read others and gauge their feelings/intentions better than most. However, despite this fact, you often put up a shield around yourself, not letting others stray too close. This can cause you to come across as cold and aloof, but you are simply misunderstood. To those who take the time to know you better – you are a loving and humorous person; your intentions set on trying to make the world a better place.

Aziraphale (200-240 points)

Compassionate and wise, you are a deeply caring individual with a heart of gold! You enjoy the simple pleasures in life; the sunshine on your skin, the taste of a good meal, a cosy blanket and book to settle in to. You appreciate the things you have and value them greatly. This notion is often extended to the people you love – and despite your empathetic, non-confrontational demeanour – you will tear a path through hell if it means keeping your friends/family safe.

Made you some more gay omemes. I should go to bed now.

I’m imagining just like, the most banal AU. just life. just an Aziraphale who is an insomniac and a Crowley who works the graveyard shift most days of the week so he can’t sleep except during the day, even on his days off. and their lives overlap at the launderette. and maybe it’s summer and it rains a lot and they always go at around midnight to the same Nite Owl launderette with the neon sign all lit up and the cheeky looking owl on the glass in the front window. 

they set up, always, opposite each other and there is on occasion the elderly shift manager in the middle between them on a little folding chair. he grumbles about damn kids awake at all hours and shakes his head a lot. he falls asleep most nights so it means that the music coming through the tinny speakers in the ceiling is quiet and set always to the top tunes of the 60s. Everyday by Buddy Holly and The End of the World by Skeeter Davis and I’ve Been Loving You Too Long by Otis Redding.

it starts up small at first, just some glances at the only other person doing laundry at midnight on a most unexceptional Tuesday. Aziraphale wonders about why the only other patron wears sunglasses, although, (and he’ll look up at the fluorescent lights and wince) perhaps he has a point. it’ll start with watching Crowley wrestle with a vending machine and doing a very thorough job of cursing it out for eating his coins. it’ll really start with Crowley opening the door for Aziraphale one night, as he struggles it open one-handed, arms full of a blanket in the most hideous shade of beige he can imagine. 

Aziraphale will say thanks, breathlessly, and take one of the machines for bulky-items next to Crowley’s usual spot. 

there will be might I borrow some detergent? and more let me get the door for you moments. there will be forgotten coins and the two of them looking beneath the machines for any that had fallen from previous patrons. there will be singular red socks ruining an entire set of white towels (they’re just slightly pink. pink is okay. pink suits you). there will be a fluorescent light flickering over Aziraphale’s head across the launderette and making the white of his hair look like a halo.

there will be, eventually, Times They Are A-Changing by Bob Dylan playing on the tinny speakers and the shift manager snoring in his plastic fold-up chair and Aziraphale sitting next to Crowley on the wooden bench, circles beneath his eyes and exhaustion in his shoulders. he’ll eventually lie down on the bench and Crowley will slide his denim jacket beneath his cheek, because the pink towels are still in the dryer. 

he’ll stay there all night. long past the time that the towels are dry and the laundry has been folded. he’ll stay there until the sun breaks up over the horizon and filters through the dirty windows, until Aziraphale wakes up and frets over the creases he has left in the denim jacket. 

don’t worry about it.

I am. I know you hate wrinkles.

I’ll let you make it up to me, then.

how?

by letting me buy you breakfast. 

and if the next time the shift manager sees them, back at the Nite Owl launderette on an unexceptional Tuesday with only one laundry basket between them, he decides to say nothing about it at all.

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Today, Aziraphale somehow acquired a tiny pair of sunglasses. He hatched a plan to wait until the next time Crowley was dozing in snake form, and place them on his snoot when he couldn't protest. He hoped Crowley would love them.

I’m imagining just like, the most banal AU. just life. just an Aziraphale who is an insomniac and a Crowley who works the graveyard shift most days of the week so he can’t sleep except during the day, even on his days off. and their lives overlap at the launderette. and maybe it’s summer and it rains a lot and they always go at around midnight to the same Nite Owl launderette with the neon sign all lit up and the cheeky looking owl on the glass in the front window. 

they set up, always, opposite each other and there is on occasion the elderly shift manager in the middle between them on a little folding chair. he grumbles about damn kids awake at all hours and shakes his head a lot. he falls asleep most nights so it means that the music coming through the tinny speakers in the ceiling is quiet and set always to the top tunes of the 60s. Everyday by Buddy Holly and The End of the World by Skeeter Davis and I’ve Been Loving You Too Long by Otis Redding.

it starts up small at first, just some glances at the only other person doing laundry at midnight on a most unexceptional Tuesday. Aziraphale wonders about why the only other patron wears sunglasses, although, (and he’ll look up at the fluorescent lights and wince) perhaps he has a point. it’ll start with watching Crowley wrestle with a vending machine and doing a very thorough job of cursing it out for eating his coins. it’ll really start with Crowley opening the door for Aziraphale one night, as he struggles it open one-handed, arms full of a blanket in the most hideous shade of beige he can imagine. 

Aziraphale will say thanks, breathlessly, and take one of the machines for bulky-items next to Crowley’s usual spot. 

there will be might I borrow some detergent? and more let me get the door for you moments. there will be forgotten coins and the two of them looking beneath the machines for any that had fallen from previous patrons. there will be singular red socks ruining an entire set of white towels (they’re just slightly pink. pink is okay. pink suits you). there will be a fluorescent light flickering over Aziraphale’s head across the launderette and making the white of his hair look like a halo.

there will be, eventually, Times They Are A-Changing by Bob Dylan playing on the tinny speakers and the shift manager snoring in his plastic fold-up chair and Aziraphale sitting next to Crowley on the wooden bench, circles beneath his eyes and exhaustion in his shoulders. he’ll eventually lie down on the bench and Crowley will slide his denim jacket beneath his cheek, because the pink towels are still in the dryer. 

he’ll stay there all night. long past the time that the towels are dry and the laundry has been folded. he’ll stay there until the sun breaks up over the horizon and filters through the dirty windows, until Aziraphale wakes up and frets over the creases he has left in the denim jacket. 

don’t worry about it.

I am. I know you hate wrinkles.

I’ll let you make it up to me, then.

how?

by letting me buy you breakfast. 

and if the next time the shift manager sees them, back at the Nite Owl launderette on an unexceptional Tuesday with only one laundry basket between them, he decides to say nothing about it at all.