I never get sick, I am never bored with my life. I never embarrass myself. I can travel anywhere, even fly, whenever I want. I can go as fast as I want. Or as slow as I want. I have special powers to stop shitty things from happening like child abuse and planes flying into buildings. I am musically talented. I am drop dead gorgeous. And I carry this majic wand that makes annoying people shut up. I also fill in for Judge Judy on her days off.
Interviews? Really?? Wow, I didn’t know that I’m not alone. You see, my alter-ego " Successful young writer" has interviews about recently published best sellers. The interviewers are awed by my ability to write so well at such a tender age, and they’d probably be very fawning if I didn’t fall asleep almost immediately after I start thinking the fantasy through-every time.
A pornographer vampire with a rock band on the side.
The Master of the Unknown®
Super powers:
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[li]powerful warlock[/li][li]vigilante crime fighter [/li][li]weapon of choice - fighting staff[/li][li]can fly at will[/li][/ul]
I had my 15 minutes of fame using this secret identity name. I used to write in to a local television show under that name. I would send them a postcard every week, and they’d read it aloud on the air. It was just a gag at first, but it caught on for some reason. After awhile, they invited me to be on the show!!! Although I was on camera, my face was purposely never revealed. They hosts and I wanted The Master of the Unknown® to remain unknown. I had a wide brimmed fedora on, and they said to lay low so the hat would obscure my face. It was a lot of fun. They asked me a bunch of goofy questions, to which I gave goofy answers.
Hmm I should try to do this again and see what happens. I haven’t been The Master of the Unknown® for many years. I think a comeback is in order. 
Usually one of the characters in whatever stories I’m working on at the moment. Currently, that means Terza Velyan the imposing bastard-brat-cum-Grand Master necromancer, occasionally her son Ansen (who looks a bit like Heath Ledger), Charis the wry aging assassin, or Jance Linden the astigmatic space pilot.
Of course, I also like to daydream stuff from the point of view of my favorite Vampire: the Masquerade character Dev (et al), the stunningly suave Malkavian with MPD.
A life? I don’t need a life. I’ve got all these little imaginary lives.
I am a shadowy business tycoon-sort of a saner version of Howard Hughes. Nobody in my office staff knows where I am, nor have most of them ever met me. My office is always dark-when I receive visitors, you cannot see my face. I make humongous business deals across the globe, and undertake secret missions on behalf of the CIA. My latest scheme-mining uranium in Antarctica. My private LEAR jet is registered with a false number, which cannot be traced, as are my fleet of balck Lincoln limousines. My passport also has a special number, so that I can enter and leave foreign countrys-with no record at INTERPOL or the State Dept. records. I have a secret compound in Palm Springs, with a huge pool and lots of ex-swimsuit models around. I conrol major positions in global corporations, and the president of the USA reports to me on a weekly basis!
No, no, no… they said FANTASY personalities.
Gee, I usually just fantasize that my kids will listen to me, some day.
I’m Batman.
No really.
Okay, you got me, I’m chaosincarnate.
Who knew?
I’m a slut.
Mine’s easy.
In my fantasy life I’m Conor Oberst.
I’m either Elwood Blues from The Blues Brothers, or a composite of all of the Ghostbusters.
-Andrew L
I’m Magenta, an independently wealthy Venezuelan dance goddess who opens and closes Studio 54 every night. It’s 1978, and I’m so fabulous Diana Vreeland and Grace Coddington look to me for fashion advice. Bianca Jagger copies off of me, and I slept with her husband before he knew she existed. Halston sends me specially-designed dresses, but Yves St. Laurent is my passion, and I can afford it. I’m always featured in Page Six, because everyone wants to know what (or who) Magenta is wearing, smoking, drinking, and sexing. I start trends without even trying. I never have to wait in line for anything, and I’m invited to at least three different soirees every night.
Oh, and I got my name from Andy Warhol; he though Lucinda just didn’t capture my colorful personality.
Lance Pertwillaby-Captain Kentucky!
Fred Garvin, Male Prostitute
I’m the black private dick that’s the sex machine to all the chicks. Shaft! Right on! Ya Damn Right!
Well, in that case . . . I write a trivia collumn that got picked up by a Chicago periodical and it got popular enough that they decided to base a web site on it.
Oh, and everybody loves me on Friday through Wednesday as much as they do on Thursdays (payday).
KayKay? Is that you sweetie? I have a feeling you might be going down soon.
Nope! I’m a newbie!!!
I’m Iron Man. By day I’m Tony Stark, electronic engineer and captain of industry, and by night an armored superhero.