Hey! This was just for fun; I did it with my OCs. Tell me what your impressions of my characters were.
oh, and I tag the world!

How old are you?
Jackson: Depends how old you are, babe.
Oliver: Doesn’t that involve counting? I can’t count. I think I’m twonty or something…
Warren: 20, oh. No, that was last year. I’m twenty-one now. Ha, it’s so easy to forget when one has a birthday, isn’t it?
Owen: 24.
James: 49, unfortunately.

what's your height?
Jackson: Don’t make fun of short people.
Oliver: Erm… Very very tall?
Warren: four feet, and twelve centimeters (geddit?)
Owen: five foot six.
James: Five foot one

Are you a virgin?
Jackson: Where do you think all my money goes?
Oliver: What kind of a question is this?? No!
Warren: I’m sorry? A what?
Owen: I’m married with kids, genius.
James: erm, no.


who's your mate/spouse?
Jackson: I’m single. Or taken. Depends whose asking.
Oliver: I can’t afford to house another person. I’m single.
Warren: I’m single.
Owen: Elizabeth, my wife.
James: I divorced from Ruth years ago. Must we go into this?

do you have any kids?
Jackson: Damn, I hope I don’t…
Oliver: I have about a billion siblings to look after. Does that count?
Warren: No.
Owen: Yes, two beautiful little girls.
James: I prodigal son, Jackson and a complete thick-wit, Warren. I hate to imagine which one takes after me.

what's your favourite food?
Jackson: Anything that used to move.
Oliver: Whatever is edible.
Warren: I say, I’m rather partial to strawberries and cream, although it’s a tough decision in-between them and strawberry bon-bons and I’d say strawberry ice-cream comes next…
Owen: I’m a vegiatrian. I like pumpkin and sweet potatoe.
James: Steak.

What’s your favorite ice cream flavor?
Jackson: I have better things to do with what little money I have then buying frozen confectionaries.
Oliver: I’ve never had icecream.
Warren: Strawberry… and then Chocolate, then vanilla comes third.
Owen: I don’t eat Icecream.
James: You mean that strange, cold, soft stuff? Isn’t that for children? To be frank, my son Warren forced me to try some of that awful strawberry stuff once, it was quite ghastly.

Have you killed anyone?
Jackson: … No…. Why?
Oliver: no.
Warren: Heavens no!
Owen: No!
James: There are a considerable number of people I’d like to kill. Todor Georgieve being at the top of that list… But to answer the question, no. I haven’t, regrettably.

Do you hate anyone?
Jackson: Now, I think hate is an understatement, surely!
Oliver: Don’t we all?
Warren: No. Not really.
Owen: I only hate people who’ve done something to deserve it.
James: Me?! Never!

have any secrets?
Jackson: And what do you want to know?
Oliver: yes…
Warren: Yes! But I never tell anyone!
Owen: Yes.
James: Yes.

do you love anyone?
Jackson: Love? Lust, I think is remarkably more appropriate
Oliver: I suppose so…
Warren: Why yes! I love my mother, my father and my dog!
Owen: My wife, of course!
James: I prefer not to indulge in foolish pastimes.

what is your job?
Jackson: I work at a cigarette factory.
Oliver: A cigarette factory. I do some stuff at the docks when I’m really desperate.
Warren: I get all my money from my father.
Owen: part of the board of governors. I’m the minister of sewerage
James: I’m the prime minister, thicko.


boy or girl?
Jackson: I am a guy, who likes gals. Just to make sure that this is straight, and that there are no confusions made.
Oliver: Boy. And I like girls.
Warren. Boy!
Owen: I’m a married man. Married to Elizabeth.
James: I’m a man who likes girls.

what do you do to relax?
Jackson: I’d tell you, but it’s R rated, kiddies.
Oliver: I don’t have free time. Talk to Jackson, I suppose…
Warren: I love lovely long morning walks, reading, and eating bon-bons.
Owen: Cricket!
James: Reading some sort of a long telegram usually puts me to sleep.