hello. my name is chris jones and i'm your average well-read, jetsetting chick magnet (although i'm not very good with animals, gravity or life). here are things about me:
hp: 32/100
level: 23 (next level: 1000 XP)
strength: 6/20
stamina: 2/20
dexterity: 5/20
effort: 1/20
idea: 5/20
luck: 2/20
charisma: 6/20
special moves: pretty decent memory, being relatively well-informed about most topics, next-to-no sense of smell, spinning drill jump
turn-ons: alliteration, bicycles, books, magazines, donkey kong, ellipses, grilled cheeses, homophones used poetically in popular music, the news (actual current events as well as the columbia records recording artists), pop songs, pop songs about abortion, buttons (the kind on shirts and pants. not the decorative buttons with the pointy parts), glasses, quesadillas (mexican grilled cheeses), argyle, comic books, radio shows, sex, naps, spoken word intros to songs, vh1 classic, wearing ties, and dance...
turn-offs: cars (the transportation device, not the columbia records recording artists), harrison ford, the matrix, blueberry muffins, vince vaughn, genocide, the smell of condiments, the misuse of the term, "moneyshot," that bitch stacy hinkhouse in the freaky friday remake.
fears: earthquakes, divorce, ghosts
dreams: strangers sitting on the edge of my bed staring at me. apparently, this means i may have been molested as a child.
hopes: (see dreams)
celebrity crushes: alex mack, paul rudd, the girl without arms who does bowling from the maury show, that girl at yale who induced a bunch of abortions for an art project, miranda cosgrove.
dungeon master's note: i couldn't find a 20-sided die when doing my stats, so i had to use a standard 6-sided die . it shouldn't make that much of a difference though. it's like my mom used to shout at me when i was a baby, "god probably lost his 20-sided die when he was making you!"
