So, time for introductions!
Beautiful, I know. As you can clearly see, I am an artist. A very talented one, at that. I don't mean to toot my own horn or anything, but I'm probably better than Michelangelo. Just being honest.
What you also might have gathered from that incredibly detailed self-portrait is that I am amazingly good looking. I mean, come on. Look at that drawing. If that isn't pure beauty, I don't know what is.
Anyway, onto more relevant (and factual) things.
Just to add a touch of mystery, I will give you different possible backgrounds so that you may choose my history and personality for yourself.
I was either:
Born in Africa, raised as a monkey and brought over to Australia in an unhygienic crate to be displayed in zoos across the West coast.
Or,
I was born in England and traveled to Australia when I was six for a better lifestyle.
Your decision.
Now, onto friends.
I am either:
So popular that absolutely everybody wants to be my friend, touch my skin for some form of comforting glory, and smell my hair for innate desires of closeness.
Or,
I have a small handful of friends and wished I had more.
(But the first is the clear choice...)
So Jon, how old are?
Let's just say I am:
Old enough to have a long, billowing beard that instantaneously announces my divine and endless wisdom and knowledge to all those that see it.
Or,
I am young enough to be surrounded by idiots who talk sh*t all the time.
Duh.
I think you have a pretty good understanding of me by now.
It is very obvious, isn't it?

What you also might have gathered from that incredibly detailed self-portrait is that I am amazingly good looking. I mean, come on. Look at that drawing. If that isn't pure beauty, I don't know what is.
Anyway, onto more relevant (and factual) things.
Just to add a touch of mystery, I will give you different possible backgrounds so that you may choose my history and personality for yourself.
I was either:
Born in Africa, raised as a monkey and brought over to Australia in an unhygienic crate to be displayed in zoos across the West coast.
Or,
I was born in England and traveled to Australia when I was six for a better lifestyle.
Your decision.
Now, onto friends.
I am either:
So popular that absolutely everybody wants to be my friend, touch my skin for some form of comforting glory, and smell my hair for innate desires of closeness.
Or,
I have a small handful of friends and wished I had more.
(But the first is the clear choice...)
So Jon, how old are?
Let's just say I am:
Old enough to have a long, billowing beard that instantaneously announces my divine and endless wisdom and knowledge to all those that see it.
Or,
I am young enough to be surrounded by idiots who talk sh*t all the time.
Duh.
I think you have a pretty good understanding of me by now.
It is very obvious, isn't it?

So there you go. That's me.
Now that you have gotten to know me a little, let me get to know you a little.
Please tell me about yourself, as I am always glad to meet new people and make new friends!
For now, my good chum.
Goodnight. x
Now that you have gotten to know me a little, let me get to know you a little.
Please tell me about yourself, as I am always glad to meet new people and make new friends!
For now, my good chum.
Goodnight. x