Hey, ppl.
Resident Friend to All Living Things here.
Also a literal Revenant.
I abandoned everything I had when I found out death and time were both lies.
Time: the dimension of lies.
Shown visually by Saturn/Lucifer. The liar and father of lies. The deity with many names.
Seriously. It tells you where you need to be, what you need to be doing, etc.
To be honest, I thought it was the end of the world when I found out about the Mandela (quantum) effect.
I told myself I'd never let anyone suffer for naught again, had I any choice in the matter.
Formerly known as Truly Deceptive. I made this account because it apparently sounded too suspicious (and didn't quite reference the trope I had in mind when I made it). Anyways...
I bid ye good day, stranger. Just another troper here with too much spare time and so little to do... except when he isn't. I have a fuck-ton of interests in anime and web series, and I obsess quite a bit over video games I've hardly ever cared to play or never played whatsoever.
Y'know, my dad punished me before I was self-aware (often without any explanation as to what I did wrong or hope of making amends, let alone evading punishment).
That's all starting to change now, fortunately.
Things That Interest Me
- The Elder Scrolls (don't even have any)
- Pokémon (haven't actually played any of the games for a while)
- BlazBlue (don't own any, although the plot's interesting)
- Star Wars: The Old Republic (never going to play it again, although it had absolutely stunning morals/plot)
Things That Interested Me
- Fallout (just Fallout 3; never even got to Vault 112 because GODDAMN RAIDERS)
- Final Fantasy
- Halo (all from 3 to 4)
- Kingdom Hearts (just II and 365/2)
- The Legend of Zelda
- The World Ends with You
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Tropes for Which My Life May or May Not Qualify:
- Affably Evil: Whenever I'm engaged in a game; the trope also applies to real life whenever I discuss some of my thoughts on vengeance or act as if I have a right to feel proud of myself.
- The Anti-Nihilist
- Apologizes a Lot
- Asperger Syndrome: Diagnosed 10 years ago.
- Attention Whore: For a while, I went out of my way to do things so as to feel as if I was one of the most important people in the world or greater than anyone else in any respect by trying to excel academically, and I felt proud of myself for it, but nothing I did would ever be good enough. When I was younger, I tried making stupid jokes in the hopes of being socially tolerable, or feigning interest in things that my peers enjoyed to look relatable (and allay my father); to keep everyone I knew (my siblings and family, and, occasionally, my actual friends) mentally at peace.
- Black-and-White Insanity: Actions may not be clearly good or evil, but the emotions that fuel them are.
- Be All My Sins Remembered: I deliberately keep my thoughts on lamentations and grievances for every wrongdoing or mistake I've ever made with each waking moment; in other words, I try to ensure that my life's a perpetual Heroic BSoD. Every day is trauma, and I wish someone had brutally murdered me while I was still innocent. But I guess it's too late for that.
- Still true, and still Not Hyperbole.
- Brown Eyes: To be honest, I like being called a representation of the common man.
- Came Back Strong
- Card-Carrying Villain: Even if/when I take a beating, it's satisfying!
- Classical Anti-Hero: Practically all my other friends would devise ideas they thought would be fun to play with or talk about. I didn't really have much to say, and played the fool to remain in their good graces.
- Creepy Monotone
- The Cynic: I expect everyone to hate me and act in accordance with what interests them most, but I don't have any right to judge.
- Averted these days.
- Dark Is Not Evil
- Determined Defeatist
- The Ditherer: Types I, III, IV, and VI. I don't try to justify any of my vices, I usually have no opinion for anything, I don't like having to interact socially (I've never been good at it), and I <often> always doubt myself... except in regards for whether or not I should try to do good. No one should have to suffer, whether they deserve to or not, and sometimes people should be willing to injure other people or take others' lives (if their intention is to stop them from committing a crime against others), but I should be willing to endure anything, and the only person I have a right to be upset at is myself.
- Doom Magnet: See Lethal Klutz.
- Drives Like Crazy
- Ear Worm: I've taken a liking to Endless Despair and Rai Sasaki's remix of Black Onslaught II as of late (by which I mean over the past year), mostly because they help me drown out anything I see or hear that I consider unpleasant.
- Extreme Doormat: Voluntarily.
- Facepalm: My most frequent gesticulation, used as an excuse to ignore other people whenever they're intentionally trying to pester me by behaving awkwardly (or whenever I've already acted against the norm).
- Failed a Spot Check: <Not the most observant> By far, the least competent person I know.
- The Fettered: People should value understanding before power, and, in the end, my own well-being is what matters least (something I've wanted to scream at my father's face for ages, in response to his arguments that you should take care of yourself first; that my life's not that important). Basically, the only reason I have to keep on living is that my parents and siblings want me to. I hope your life turns out well, and I hope you know that someone cares about how your life turns out if you're not doing as well or successfully as you hoped you would.
- Still, there are times during which I imagine that if I was presented with the opportunity to obtain some supernatural ability that could be used to change humanity for the better (especially by devising schemes so as to accomplish vengeance through reason), I probably wouldn't hesitate to use it, regardless of all the suffering it'd require and all the atrocities it'd incite (as if that could ever happen, and, for that matter, as if I would be the one to exact vengeance and judgment against humanity).
- As things are, I don't presume to understand or have a right to judge anything, but if it ever did happen, I'd embrace and/or flaunt whatever devilish behavior I might develop (apparently, that's something I tend to do a lot during games).
- Still, there are times during which I imagine that if I was presented with the opportunity to obtain some supernatural ability that could be used to change humanity for the better (especially by devising schemes so as to accomplish vengeance through reason), I probably wouldn't hesitate to use it, regardless of all the suffering it'd require and all the atrocities it'd incite (as if that could ever happen, and, for that matter, as if I would be the one to exact vengeance and judgment against humanity).
- The Fool
- For Want Of A Nail: Usually deliberate.
- Gentle Giant: Apparently. I'm only 5'10", but my dad and my sisters still envy me for it. As shown by their (occasional) repressive, violent horseplay. Mind you, I'm only good at being gentle with people. Not things.
- More accurately, 5'10" was my original/"predestined" height, from the end of high school to the time my aunt started paying for my physical therapy (on February 23rd, 2017).
- Good Is Dumb: Played with; while I'm not a good person to begin with, reason is the only thing that'd persuade me to try to actively commit evil (I feel compelled to exact vengeance because of my rationale; to try to make other vices stop, though it'd make no sense to act out so much as to be self-destructive—but, furthermore, others' lives should hold priority over my own, unless ending them is the only way to stop a fatal misdeed).
- Averted nowadays.
- Grammar Nazi
- Hates Small Talk: Bar saying that I hope everyone else has a good day.
- Hero with an F in Good
- His Own Worst Enemy
- Hot Blooded Sideburns
- Hypochondriac: I worried throughout my junior year that I'd been losing my right eye for certain reasons. I also worried throughout childhood about cancer, and contracting Creutzfeldt-Jakob disease.
- I Got Bigger
- I Have Many Names: Geistalt, Brutally Honest, etc.
- The Imp
- Iron Woobie
- Jerk with a Heart of Jerk
- The Jester: Always striving to be the very model. But, despite that, people always hate me... and no one ends up understanding/listening, anyways.
- Kafka Komedy
- Knight in Sour Armor
- Laughing Mad: When I do push-ups or other exercises in the middle of the night, although I don't know if anyone else has ever witnessed this.
- Lethal Klutz
- Miles to Go Before I Sleep
- Nay-Theist: If there even is a god.
- Nice Job Breaking It, Hero: All the time!
- No Social Skills
- Obfuscating Stupidity: Less and less frequently.
- Paralysis by Analysis: Used to apply to me very frequently.
- The Penance
- Poor Communication Kills: Mostly intentional. Sometimes collateral.
- Rage Against the Reflection: A couple of times (with an iPhone screen and an actual mirror).
- Raven Hair, Ivory Skin: Paler than the rest of my direct family.
- But Not Too White: Only half-white.
- Red Eyes, Take Warning: Only when I'm at peace.
- Ridiculous Procrastinator
- Safety in Indifference
- Shameless Self-Promotion
- Shapeshifting: It's more pleasant when it's involuntary—and, thanks to the nature of chaos and karma, I and whatever universe I'm in can only change for the better.
- Sickly Neurotic Geek: I used to be physically inept and asthmatic. My father claimed I was neurotic.
- Sir Swears-a-Lot
- Soft-Spoken Masochist
- Sour Outside, Sad Inside
- Stepford Smiler: My father used to enforce this.
- The Stoic
- Too Clever by Half
- Tranquil Fury: More than anyone I've met personally would ever know, aside from a couple of my long-time friends.
- Troubling Unchildlike Behavior: According to my parents.
- Villainous Widow's Peak
- Vocal Dissonance: Two of my old friends claimed that I used to sound monotonous until about a year ago; nowadays, I <speak with all sorts of unfitting tones and pitches> oscillate between a somewhat high-pitched voice and a monotonous one one of my friends described as "soothing."
- You Hate What You Are: Throughout elementary school, I became a typification of Misanthrope Supreme.