][ Roe HAS JOINED THE PARTY AS A STAFF MEMBER (Designated Nutcase)

Name: Roe	Sex: M	Physical Age: 23	True Age: variable
Also Goes By: Roe, Spatula
Height: 6'0"	Weight: 220	Eyes: Blue-gray	Hair: Sandy Blonde
Contact Info: alan@sandwich.net

Primary Goal(s):
- Meet many new strange and interesting people
- To monopolize the real mallets
- Make it through the party in one piece

Secondary Goal(s):
- To stick his tongue out at Delfina without Effone grabbing it in
  the process
- To draw on the walls with crayons

Strengths/Abilities:
- Insane, but safe driving (-1 to driving at night)
- Can shotgun a can of Dr. Pepper
- Caffeine tolerance the likes of which God has never seen
- Can boil crawfish
- Can make chocolate chip cookies
- Can make beignets
- Knows how to run a karaoke machine
- Tap for caffination
- Can kick some ass in Rival Schools

Weaknesses/Quirks:
- Afraid of spiders
- Occasionally quotes Denis Leary
- Gets really strange when sleep deprived
- Can't see a thing without his contacts or glasses
- Randomly likes to play Marco Polo.

Likes:
- Women
- Anime/J-Pop music
- Classic Rock (Hendrix, The Beatles, etc)
- Beignets
- Classic video/arcade games
- An occasional glass of wine
- Pizza (almost all kinds)
- Diet Dr. Pepper
- Spicy food
- Cajun food
- Classic cars
- Anime (duh)
- Mass destruction
- Rival Schools
- Mallets and spatulas
- Linux
- Coffee (not that damn Foldgers freeze dried crap...
  the good expensive stuff... like Kona ^_^)

Dislikes:
- Boy bands (New Kids and all knock-offs since then)
- Loud and annoying people
- People who won't shut up and listen to reason
- Rude drivers
- Bill Gates
- Popcorn
- Drugs
- Being drunk

Background:
     After finishing High School, Roe spent five years in and out of 
college trying to get a degree in Computer Science.  After picking 
up too much useless knowledge and doodling in all his notebooks, he 
switched over to Graphic Design only to be suspended from college for 
bad grades.  Somewhere in all that "fun" he became obsessed with anime 
and went insane.  Due to the low number of Otaku in the local area he
fled to the internet and became tangled up in the chaos we all known and
love as Improfanfic.  

    During a weekend retreat to New Orleans and Cafe' du Monde, Twoflower
appeared driving the champagne minivan and dragged him along to help setup
the biggest party this side of warped reality.  Since then he's been
gaming, plotting, and avoiding the doritos rather well.  Now about the
only thing he's really waiting on is the arrival of his younger twin
sister Phoebe (go ask her, I'm not explaining) who has been in Japan for a
couple of months... hey there she is... uh oh... gotta go.

Fellow Authors, please ask me before you:
- Have me drink
- Get me involved with anyone
- Change my hair color (Purple or blue maybe, but ask first)
- Have me eat Cool Ranch Doritos (bleah)

Fellow Authors, please do not:
- Get me drunk (I hate being drunk)
- Get me smoking (I don't do that anymore)
- Get me killed (I don't know where the Dragonballs are)