I am a hard working man in a steel factory who's only true loyalty is to my home town. Ibelieve I could do more for the town but am content at the moment for working at the factory. I believe that love is a trick and that love and other similar emotions prevent people from being as successful as they can be.
I am an impatient women with a wanderlust. I've traveled the desert and have recently found someone to travel with, but I do not like if my traveling partner falls asleep and I get angry and impatient, sometimes violent.
I am a humble, simple guard in an average town, who has had many earlier problems and is just trying to keep it simple and will not fall in love any time soon, although though I claim it, I still haven't completely gotten over my first love.
I am a thug, and a brutal monster who takes joy and pleasure in killing those weaker than me, and I think that almost everyone is weaker than me, and if I weren't part of an organized group, I would probably try to kill as many people as I can without any thought about it.
I am a Senator in a fairly large town, and I refer to myself in third person because that is what feels most natural. I have one true and dear friend who is the other Senator in a town, and we make a very good team.
I am a very lively, jovial guy, who loves fun and joking around. I don't like work or traveling, but one of my friends took up the steel works in town, and I reluctantly work in it as well. But fortunately, the works has a furnace to hide behind, because I have recently found a woman in my life who I am very fond of, although I am still not quite sure what I am supposed to get out relationships, although I know of one very good thing already.
I am an extremely curious man, who deep down wants to find out the secret of life. My job is gathering spinach, although to me, that is just to pass the time, but I have also discovered writing and poetry and have written several poems already and expect to make more. However, I am secretly in love with my best friend, although she is oblivious to it completely, and I couldn't manage the courage to tell it to her face... not to mention that she has fallen asleep for at least a year, and I have an obligation to stay and watch over her although I don't particularly enjoy the place I am in. And I often have nightmares which seem to directly correlate to recent events, making them seem like they were real and I only know it was a dream when I find myself laying on the ground. I think there is a connection to these dreams to perhaps another world, but that is just a theory.
I am a bright, cheery woman in her mid thirties that lives in a small little forest community. Nothing really goes on, but every small good event I find very joyous.
Just because you're older, smarter, stronger, more talented... doesn't mean you're BETTER.