You wrack your brain by hitting it against the wall. It surprisingly doesn't hurt that--who are you kidding this sucks. This sucks so much you'd rather BE THE OTHER GUY.

--- A young man is standing in his bedroom. Today is a very sprcial day, in which he'll play an RPG that he's been excited for all year long. He knows his name. It's Josué Jotherson.

He could go into detail into his interests. He doesn't want to. You can do nothing about it since you aren't him.

What will you do?