Here’s the deal…describe yourself as if you were a TV or movie character, and let’s see if we can guess who you are and what movie/TV show you are from! Obviously, some spoilers are unavoidable. If you can’t describe your character without giving away a major plot point, try to rework it.
I’ll go first. Ahem:
My sponsor died unexpectedly. I was forced to pretend to be someone I wasn’t in order to earn enough money to get me and my comrades home. Along the way I earned the emnity of a former champion of the sport I particpated in and the love of a beautiful woman. Who am I?
*Yes, I e-mailed Dex, and he said a game was okay.
I am an ordinary civil servant and I keep my promises. This pays off for a couple of down-and-out people and helps me see who I am truly compatible with.
I live in Minnesota and I feud constantly with my neighbor, but Og forbid anyone else mess with him. We once got into a fight on a frozen lake that my father had to break up.
Okay, I’ll give it a whirl: I demand that my tenants pay me the rent on time. Or else my brother (who actually owns the property) will give me hell for not being a more ruthless landlord.
I am an ordinary civil servant [a cop] and I keep my promises [Anyone would do what I did. No one would do what you did*!*]. This pays off for a couple of down-and-out people [including a cute girl] and helps me see who I am truly compatible with [and it’s not my wife].
I’m rather loveable, if a little annoying (but charmingly so!) I have a deep fondness for cats, much to my adopted family’s dismay. But I came in handy too - I even helped a family friend through her alcoholism crisis. The woman next door eventually had a son who could talk endlessly about nothing (and had a strange fascination with Superman) but I never actually met him. I think he lived in New York. After about 4 years, I left my family to be with my sweet girlfriend and my pal, but things didn’t work out quite the way I had hoped… Now I’m resigned to shilling telephone services. Ain’t life fun?
Ma called me “Giuseppe” but I don’t go by that anymore. I was one of the best marksmen in my class, until this guy from Washington came by the range. Said he wanted me to join him. I thought it was a joke at first…
I studied hard from my youth under my teacher, but faced an unexpected crisis when a close friend became my enemy. Now I’m old and weary, and one of the lone survivors of a great tragedy, but soon when a new hope comes, I will be more powerful than you can ever imagine.
I’m an airline navigator who lives in an apartment building. I spend a lot of time in my friends’ apartment, a psychologist and his wife. I just walk in, it is never necessary to knock, and I invite myself to dinner often.
Let me try again: