Tuesday, August 11, 2009

Tally your skillz

Every other Sunday, I go to my friend Troy's house to play Rifts, a role-playing game similar to Dungeons and Dragons, but cooler and with high-tech guns and such. My fictional character has certain skills that he can perform - cook a gourmet meal, drive a hovercycle, etc.
So, I wondered: what would MY skill set be?

Here are Troy's skills: (he sent them by email)
W.P. (Weapon Proficiency) Nunchakus
W.P. Karate Weapons
W.P. Sword
W.P. Pistol
W.P. Rifle
Skiing (downhill)
Radio: Basic
General Athletics
Computer Operation
Role-Playing Game Design
Lore: Mythology
Lore: Religion (Christianity)
Musical Instrument (guitar)
White-water river sporting
Military Etiquette (from 3 years as a defense contractor).

Ummmm... OK. Now for mine:

Jon's skills:
Computer Operation (Mac)
Computer Operation (PC)
Computer Operation (3rd generation video game consoles)
W.P. Squash Racket
W.P. Supersoaker
Body Building (with "Weekend Warrior" penalty)
Light Jogging
Computer Programming (Basic Html)
Lore: Religion (Judaism)
Lore: World Religions
Lore: Mythology
Pilot: Automobile
Creative Writing
Cooking (Basic)
Language: Hebrew (sub-basic)
Language: Spanish (sub-basic)
Phobia: Silverfish

Did I miss anything?


Zeyev said...

So what you seem to be saying is that Troy can beat you up but that you would write yourself out of any difficulties - unless he threw in some silverfish. Is that about it?

Dianna said...

Do you even know what a silverfish is?

Zeyev said...


This is what I'm talking about: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Silverfish

Was your question directed at Jon or me?

Jonathan Rubin said...

No, Warren, she was certainly talking to me....

Dianna said...

Jon doesn't know what silverfish are. But he's terrified of them. He thinks some kind of bug (but not actual silverfish) are silverfish. It's complicated. But if you want to freak him out, tell him he has a silverfish coming out of his nose.

George said...

Ha ha. Weapons proficiency super soaker. That's awesome. You coulda put guitar, I wouldn't have said anything.

Zeyev said...


Maybe he watched one of those "Night Gallery" shows, the one that portrayed a criminal who had an earwig enter his ear and come out the other side. He survived that ordeal only to be told that it was a female that had laid its eggs in his brain. Cheery little episode. Is it possible he's thinking of earwigs?