WARNING: This is not normal!

'The  J-Storm Player Character Personality Test'

     Here's what you do, copy not forward yadda yadda yadda send your
answers to everyone especially the idiot who sent you the accursed thing
yadda yadda yadda  and be sure to stay in character for ALL answers, if you
have had more than one character then you should give the answers for all
of them.

     Allright then ... Tarren and Gray will be starting this attrocity.



Name: (Gray)'Gray Tarrenson'  (Tarren) 'Tarren Base'

Age: (Gray) 19  (Tarren) 'I dunno ... I kinda stoped counting after I died
a couple of hundred years ago'

Weight: (Gray) 'What sort of stupid question is that? We don't have scales
in this world! No ... wait, I'm sure some tinker gnome invented one or
something. I'll try to get back to you on that one.' (Tarren)  'Again ...
I'm dead I only have weight on a metaphysical level'

Height:  (Gray) 'Five ten'  (Tarren) 'Six feet'  (Gray) ' Hmph ... thought
you'd be taller'  (Tarren) 'Hey I thought you got over all that hero
worship stuff.'

Eyes:  (Gray) 'Grey'  (Tarren) 'Gee that's original.'  (Gray) 'You got a
problem old man?!  (Tarren) shaking his head 'Doesn't take a whole lot to
piss you off does it kid?'

Favorite alcoholic drink: (Gray) 'Mead'  (Tarren) 'Well whadda ya know!
We've got something in common after all!'

Righty or lefty:  (Gray) growling 'Currently a lefty' points with his left
arm at the stump of his right arm  (Tarren) 'Ewwthat musta HURT.  I've had
the same thing happen to me a few times.  So why haven't you regrown it
yet?  In my day we didn't stand for going around with our arms and legs all
hacked off. Nope, we got some mage or item or god, and we got our missing
limbs back and we went right back into battle without missing a beat.'
(Gray) 'Both ways uphill in a snowstorm too, right?'

Weapon of choice: (Gray) 'Broadsword'  (Tarren) 'Oh, I dont know.  Whatever
relic sword I happen to be carying around at the time.' (Gray) 'O.k. now
you're just being a showoff!'

What would you do if you could be G.M. for a day: (Gray) looks off into
space with a thoroughly demented look on his face  (Tarren) 'Wow that's a
lot of responsibility there. I could fix all the evil and end all suffering
and hate. Yep, I'd make it so that Forlum had a permanent wedgie.'

Person you would most like to meet: (Gray) 'I dunno'  (Tarren) ' That would
have to be Jay Crandall.  I'd ask him ... what's it all about?  Is 42 the
real answer here?  Where did I fit in the grand scheme of things?  And
perhaps most importantly ... why is it that random groups of mismatched
weirdo's allways seem to meet up and end up in the middle of all the most
important stuff that goes on in the world?!'  (Gray) 'Yeah that's my answer
too! Jay Crandall.' (Tarren) 'Really? What would you ask him?' (Gray) takes
a deep breath 'WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS TO ME!!!!!!
DIEDIEDIEDIEDIEDIEDIEDIEDIE!!!!!!'
Begins flailing his sword wildly in the air   (Tarren) 'sigh  Kids got
serious problems there.'

Which would you rather be, novel or action figure:  (Tarren) cocky and
sarcastic <and I mean more than usuall 'Well, both I should imagine. Not
to mention a long running manga and several feature films.' flashes winning
smile and small 'ding' sound effect is heard   (Gray) gasp pant wheese
'gonna get him. Make him suffer ...' gasp gasp

Malfestus. Is it really the bestus?:  (Gray and Tarren) 'NO!'

Which was better, old game or new game: (Gray and Tarren) 'Old game.'
Tarren looks over at Gray confused, then shakes his head 'Never mind, I
guess it kinda makes sense.'

Have you ever been in love: (Tarren) big sigh 'Ahh ... the way she used to
tell me what a fool I was ... <pause ... ahem, well yes of course!  If
not, laughing boy over there' points at Gray who is trying to quietly sneak
away 'wouldn't even exist.'  (Surveyer) 'Well Gray? What about you? Answer
the question please.'  (Gray) 'Uh err, pass.'  (Tarren) 'You can't PASS!
Answer the question angstie.' (Gray) 'Stop picking on me I don't want to
answer this one, could we please just go to the next question?'  (Tarren)
'HA! That's a yes! So who is she kid?' begins elbowing the mortified
red-faced Gray   (Surveyer) 'That's good enough. It was a yes or no
answer.' (Tarren) 'No it's not enough. I'm actually seeing some personal
development from this wound up Esper wacko, so I really want answers here.'

Future Son/Daughters name: (Tarren) 'Whoah now. I've allready had lots of
kids, founded a whole damn noble house. I'm not having any more. Besides
that, I am STILL dead. Souls can't procreate ... not that we haven't
tried.' snicker snicker  (Gray) mumbling '...'  (Tarren) 'Great! There goes
my f'ing bloodline.'

What's under your bed: (Tarren) 'I think my bed biodegraded a century and a
half ago'  (Gray) miserably,looking at the ground 'I have no bed. Or a room
for a bed to go in. Or a home to have a room in.'  (Tarren) nervously 'Hey
he's cheering up.'

Convoluted plot or hack and slash:  (Tarren) 'I'm going to have to go with
convoluted plot, causes headaches but no other serious bodily harm.'
(Surveyer) 'And what about you Gray?'  (Tarren) 'You might want to leave
him be for a while. I think you broke him.' points to where Gray has fallen
over and stares blankly at the sky.

Best feeling in the world: (Gray) 'I wouldn't know'  (Tarren) 'tsk tsk tsk
Anyway, for me it'd have to be enjoying my stay in heaven with my family. I
think I've earned it by now. Then again there are some sad points to it. I
kinda miss all of my old friends ... now that it seems like the vast
majority of them are all back on earth again.'

Worst feeling in the world: (Gray)  'Failing. Watching all of the people
you love die because you failed. Failing again.' <pause 'hey if I squint
just right I can almost see my psycic fear coming out of the dreamworld to
get me.'   (Tarren) ' Knowing that HE didn't go back to earth with the
others so I'm still stuck with him.' points off to the side at an old Esper
  (Wolf Murdoc) 'HEY! WAITAMINUTE!'


Say one nice thing about an NPC who has had an effect on your life:
(Tarren) 'Gee that's a tough one. Well I'll have to go with my best friend
Ras.  He was to set in his ways and could get nearly as depressed as mr.
sunshine over there, but a more loyal and true pal no one could ask for.
And despite his flaws  he was a true hero to the core.   (Gray)  'Forlum!
He gets the job done.'  (Tarren) 'WHAT!!  WHAT!!!!!   FORLUM!!  WHAT KIND
OF DESCENDANT OF MINE ARE YOU!!!   WHY YOU LITTLE ....


The two attack one another, thus ending the interview.