Jill Powell

Your name is Jill Powell, and holy FUCK do you love ACROBATS. You have harbored the DREAM of twisting and twirling through the air like those WONDERFULLY DEXTERIOUS and CHARISMATIC PERFORMERS ever since you were a TODDLER. You WOULD practice the more DIFFICULT ARTS, if you had the PROPER EQUIPMENT, but you must resign yourself to walking on simple TIGHTROPES and PERFORMING GYMNASTIC ACTIVITIES. Needless to say, you are simply HORRIBLE at walking on tightropes. As a REPLACEMENT for your INCESSANT LONGING OF THE ACROBATIC ARTS, you immerse yourself in the activity of FIRE-DANCING. You fancy yourself PRETTY DARN GOOD at using the BATON, and have high hopes in training on using DIFFERENT MEDIUMS as fire-dancing TOOLS. To most people’s SURPRISE, you also have a FONDNESS for PIGS. You love them. A lot.

You USUALLY act rather SHY at times, and people find you rather BORING when you first meet. you are rather INTROVERTED, but you tend to be more OPEN with people you know better. With those people, you TEND TO ACT more carefree, but you act somewhat CYNICAL and maybe a bit BLUNT at times. You wish you could act more ROGUISH and REBELLIOUS, but you don’t want MASK THE LIGHT of your true self. Your chumhandle is called and.

Recently, you have been INGROSSED by TROLLQUEST, the most EPIC game in the universe, if you do SAY SO yourself. You really don’t play those types of VIRTUAL REALITY GAMES that often, but this one is SPECIAL. You didn’t play it alot at first, but you GREW INTO IT. You love your NANNY for buying it. She’s the BOMB, but you rarely see her around the HOUSE... In fact, you rarely see her at all.