"Actually, no I haven't," I said. "Can you help me out with it?" Jack looked surprised for a second, then said "First you have to open your menu." I replied, "Menu."

Menu Gear Friends/Allies Effects Companions Inventory Shop Stats Page 1 Stats Page 2 Class

"Then you have to open your stat page 1," Jake said slowly, as if he was unsure I could understand. "Stat Page 1," I said out loud.

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Stats Page 1

Adaptability: 8

Agility: 7

Charisma: 5

Dexterity: 3

Endurance: 2

Intelligence: 16

Perception: 12

Self-awareness: 24

Strength: 3

Willpower: 4

Racial: 1

Free Stat Points: 5

Special Attributes:

Cheese: 4

Cookie: 3

Let's Play A Game >:) : 123

Rage: 1

"So, um, like, what am I supposed to do now?" I asked. Jack replied, "Well, tell me your stats. Also, you should never tell anybody your stats except those who you absolutely trust and your trainers." I asked, "So I shouldn't tell you my stats?" He replied irritatedly, "I am your trainer, got it?" "Ok, ok," I said. "Chillax dude. Anyway, my Adaptability is 8, my Agility is 7, my Charisma is 5, my Dexterity is 3, my Endurance is 2, my Intelligence is 16, my Perception is 12, my Self-awareness is 24, my Strength is 3, my Willpower is 4, and my Racial is 1. Also, I have 5 free stat points." Jack gaped for a moment of pure shock before gathering himself up and asking weakly, "Do you have any special attributes?" I replied with, "Yeah, I do. I have a 4 cheese, 3 cookies, Let's Play A Game >:) of 123 and a rage of 1. I'm level 1. Can you tell me why you look so shocked?"