<b>Re: !!!BROKEN HOME: DYSFUNCTIONAL FAMILY RP!!!</b><br/><br/>Renate was already awake for the day and was sitting in the kitchen working on some paperwork for the company she both owned and managed.  The poor living conditions they had were a facade for the fact she'd had a massive resevior of monetary assests locked up in bank accounts that featured biometric security.  A necessary precaution against her own druggie sons, who would without a doubt sink it all on their habits.  "It's this early and you're already doing drugs?" She caught Brian as he pased by to head to his room.  She groaned and spat: "Sie dummer druggie sehe ich nicht, warum Sie sich mit solcher ScheiÃ?e sorgen, als Sie mehr mit Ihrer Zeit tun konnten."<br/><br/>She'd stand up slowly to a height of 6'4", quite tall for a woman and was wearing a red pantsuit with a WW2 era German officer coat. "Brian, you need to get something to eat other than that damn habit of yours.  Now get your ass in here and eat." She said commandingly.  "Where is your brother Derek? Is that pretender still sleeping?"