You've selected the Martin Family, an average middle class family.
First there's Frank Martin, the father, an out of shape accountant in his late 30's. Currently he is 6'1" at a flabby 230 lbs.
Second there's Lisa Martin, the mother, a short secretary. Currently she is 5'4" at 109 lbs.
Third is the eldest son, Dean, an 17 year old teenager. Currently he is 5'10" at 154 lbs. lean..
Finally is Cindy, the youngest. She is 15 years old. Currently she is 5'2" at 98 lbs.
It's family game night, and the Martins have recently purchased a new board game. Lisa had bought it from a strange shop as she was coming home from work, thinking that it would bring them together. Little did she know was that this little innocent board game had incredible powers, something they would all find out soon. It took awhile for her to convince the ever busy family to sit down and play, but finally they all took a seat around the four sides of the board.
"Isn't this nice?" She said as he got comfortable on the carpet. "We've haven't done something together as a family in ages."
"Mom, do we really have to do this?" Dean asked.
"Yea, I was waiting for a very important call." Cindy said. "Joanne asked Scott to the dance, but he hasn't replied yet."
"You're dreaming, Scott only dates tall girls." Dean laughed.
"And Julie Foster only goes out with guys over six feet tall."
"Hey, I'm still growing!"
"Yea, growing dumber!"
"Hey, that's enough you two!" Frank interupted their arguement. "Your mother went through the trouble of buying us this new game for us to play." Frank said. "The least you can do is play for an hour or two. THEN you can go back to whatever you want to do."
The two of them gave each other a spiteful glare, but stopped arguing.
"Okay, let's start." Lisa said, putting up a cheerful smile as she places the four small metal characters on the starting position. "I guess I'll go first." She took the dice and rolled out a three. She reached out to move her piece, but to their surprise the piece (which was oddly resembled her for some reason they just noticed) moved on it's own, sliding across the board until it landed on a...
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