Tropers: Tvtropesnoob

Hi. X3

So I'm just your average tvtroper. I love Role playing — mostly in Chronicles Of The Gods — , chatting in the forums, and everything and everyone savvy in general. Tvtropes has a lot of rather intelligent people to it, and met a lot of some of my best friends on here, so I stick around. It's good folk.

Gender: Male. Has been confused before on these forums. Thankfully not in real life. Confused, that is. I'm still male in real life last time I checked.

Just graduated freshmen year of college, and aiming for a double major in computer science and engineering, with continual dipping into Physics as well. Not all that much more to life these days; work, role playing, video games and books, repeat.

If I were to describe myself in one sentence, it'd be 'one half curious cold intellectual pragmatic, one half happy go lucky The World Is Just Awesome humanist VERY silly jokster, all good guy try hard.'

Reads:

  • Dresden files

  • Rick Riordan's series's

  • Artemis fowl

  • Moral Instruments

  • Twilight (yes, I found the fantasy parts cool. Bite me)

Watches:
  • Several animes, movies, lots and lots. Love media.

Video games:

Tropes about me, I suppose:

  • Berserk Button: Someone being extremely in the wrong and refusing to listen to arguments about it. I occasionally annoy my friends due to a tendency to attach to small details in their statements and create a tangent explaining why that isn't so, even if it isn't important to the overall argument. Refusing to listen when others and replying back to people who aren't being mean with extremely smug and condescending answers. That's not really berserk so much as annoyed, though; I am EXTREMELY hard to get angry, but there are a few reserved for top tier asses, like people who believe themselves to be doing good but have extremely hypocritical actions about being 'good' and refuse to listen when you explain that to them. Looking at you, Tumblr SJW's. Also, I'll happily tone down any of my eccentricities if it's bothering someone, but if you instead try to attack me for it while assuming that'll get me to stop, it'll have a spectacular reversal instead.

  • Brilliant but Lazy: TRIES not to be this. Fails so much. I was one of the valedictorians of my class...because I literally shoved EVERYTHING that was not schoolwork out of my way for the entire school year. Otherwise, if I had even the sliiiightest bit of distraction, I would have spent all my time on that instead. Occasionally gives way to The Determinator.

  • Cloud Koo Koo Lander: Switches between this and calm down to earth, depending on the situation. Most of the time I'm incredibly silly and tend to go along with my impulses regardless of how they look. I never keep my realistic side too far away, though, and slip into it when it's time to solve a problem or make a judgement. I start and end conversations that have no real meaning, mostly just cause I find it fun. For more serious people, this can be grating, but oh well, not everyone needs to like everyone else.

  • Deadpan Snarker: I love to trip people up, though never if it actually bothers them. I don't go for 'mean' sarcasm unless the target is being a genuine ass. I'll snark at my friends all day long though.

  • Genki Guy: Excitable, goes off on tangents, perpetually cheerful.

  • Gray and Gray Morality: Basically takes a world view on this. I don't believe most people if not all wouldn't have SOME excuse for what they're doing...no matter how BAD it is. "They shouldn't have been walking down our street!" is a hilariously bad one, but everyone has at least an excuse that works in their mind. No one really likes to consider themselves 'evil', and the ones who come close are most likely just messed up in the head. It is nowhere NEAR human nature to flat bad, and people on the whole level towards their own definitions of what 'good' is.

  • Honor Before Reason: Played straight and averted, depending on the principal. I'm on one hand a pragmatist who only looks to overall result in the end, in terms of how good or bad your actions are. I usually go for options that I believe sacrifice the least in the end; this includes supporting some very gray actions if I can consider it the lesser of the two evils. I believe idealism without sense is useless, and if reality won't allow it then it's useless to try and believe otherwise...HOWEVER, that DOESN'T mean you should just go along with some things. If the reality of a situation forces you to choose between 2 evils, there's always a chance to change that reality. You shouldn't collaborate with a bad system thinking that you have no other choice; if you want, you can try and start change by going against it. It won't do much in the meantime and might not in the long run, but change must start with that single step. Never be complacent; I think you should ponder whether or not you can try and change something before going for the lesser of two evils. People can start great things with that small step, if you can inspire others to do the same. On the other hand, there are some Some situations where I go for honor no matter what; I try to never lie and never cheat what I have coming to me if it brings others down. I'd hand back in my assignments during school if the teacher gave me more points than I was supposed to by accident, because I didn't think it was fair to other students. Honor, honesty, these things mean a whole lot to me, and I hope I never find myself turning my back on them. So far, I've done good...I think you can tell I care a lot about such ideals.

  • Incredibly Lame Pun: Loves to give these out.

  • Nice Guy: So I'm told.

  • Only Sane Man: Can work as this, depending on who I'm with and what they're doing. Usually when people are getting emotional, since I'm rather Spocky

  • Team Mom: For the my friends in the AGOG crowd. Anyone has an argument? I play the arbitrator and mediator. It's like my designated job.

  • The Pollyanna: there's very little that gets me down seriously, cause I always turn around and think about all the good things in life even when the harshest of tragedies strike.


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Armani raised an eyebrow, satisfied and a little eager for the ensuing contest, as she assumed a fighters stance.

He mirrored her, drawing his body parrallel to hers and putting his hands up in a fighters stance. Both of his brows temporarily shot up at the impressive sight of her abilities; with the air and the water and the firebreath and all, she looked really rather monstrous. There wasn't a time where he'd had to fight anyone with more than a couple of elements, after all, so this was a new kind of opponent. Most monsters, in fact, would probably be intimidated, so more than monstrous. Godly? Nah, she didn't give out the same level of sheer presence as an olympian. Demigodous? That wasn't a word — he could practically feel the pain of Lanaya rapping his knuckles — but it seemed appropriate. Very high level demigod-esque.

He grinned, his face warping into an impressively wolfish expression. "If the lady so wishes, I suppose I am obliged to —"

And then he was run over. Again.

"..." After a few seconds, all that traveled up from the bottom of the front of the snowmobile was a tired, somewhat stressed sigh.

I didn't even see that coming...any particular reason my instincts didn't warn about that? ...Would you happen to know by any chance there, Instinct?

~As the woman is saying, it is obvious that you two would not stop once it started. This was the easiest way to get you two back to moving without actually conceding defeat. Now, why don't you stow the contest for later instead of uselessly playing around?~

Now hold on, that's unfair. She was the one who grabbed me and dragged me back into it

~Yes, and you should have asserted your dominance by slipping away and pointing out how petulant she was being, not progressing things further.~

He frowned, then sighed, backing off from the argument like usual.

Asami pulled the snowmobile backward before he was forced to push it up himself, and he slowly slid up to give her a bemused look. "I'm starting to think you get some form of sadistic amusement from hitting me with large vehicles. You think maybe we can try...not, to make a habit out of causing me pain?"

To be fair though, he really wasn't hurt, as he evidenced by patting down his front with one of his hands to get the dirt from the grassmobile off.

"...Wait, how is that thing running on grass?"

She walked over to Armani and held out a hand for him to take

The grassmobile was pushed out of his head as he blinked down at her hand. "A truce? For what, gods tell? We're all friends here after all." He gave a little casual smile and took her hand, letting her pull him up. "...Though, you really owe a duel later", he whispered and gave a brief little mischievous smirk at her as he rose back to full height.

   "Let's go pretty boy—Your pride wouldn't be too hurt for being beaten by a girl, would it?"   

"I take it I am this pretty boy?" He didn't release his hand from Korra's for a second to communicate that he really meant his promise for a spar later, then turned to get his things. "Nonesense. All of the people who actually defeat me on a regular basis are women. My pride learned to adapt a long time ago."

As he picked up his sword, coat, and quiver — he didn't bother picking up all of the arrows spilled on the ground except for a couple that had fallen out of his thigh quivers — he gave a secret little pleased smile to himself while pulling idly at a strand of hair. Pretty huh. Well at least the journey hadn't damaged his ability to look pleasant.

While he was shrugging his quiver back on and snapped his sheath's bands into place, he suddenly could practically feel the intensity of the glare being leveled at him.

~Threat assessment!~

He turned rather abruptly — halfway expecting to find a monster bearing down on him — but rather than it being a vicious beast that had set his instincts off, it was the remaining member of team science. He had to give him credit, he thought as he cooly returned the glare while taking his hand from his sword, the man had an impressively threatening aura. It wasn't as 'powerful' as an olympians — though he might be misjudging — but he certainly had the presence of one.

~That one's dangerous. Almost like the beast in the stitches who was inside of us earlier — [[red:~''If it was unpleasant for you, just imagine my reaction. Back to subject though~' Oh, PLEASE don't remind me of that...—. Oddly enough for someone being berated, he suddenly groaned and looked like someone next to him was saying something unpleasant into his ear, which was actually accurate of the truth but from the outside it looked a bit like his attention span had suddenly quit its job and left. ']]

Yes yes. I can certainly tell.—

He leveled a calculating stare at the man. Very confident, obviously, and was either very arrogant or very experienced (or both), and judging by the feeling he gave off Armani'd judge it to be one of the latters. Unlike Korra there was nothing playful to his threats, just cold malice. He didn't seem obviously powerful, but with that glowing staff of his who knew what he could do. If it was on their taskforce, then it was also assuredly more powerful than it looked. Ergo, he probably had abilities to back up his

He quietly, slightly worriedly checked another box in the category of people whom could turn out to be as dangerous to him as Loki was. That was two already for team science. Unpleasant, to say the least.

He let the gaze linger long enough to become petulant, then strolled the few steps back to the grassmobile as he began to lay into Korra. "Now aren't you a dramatic one, for seeming so serious." He idly ran a finger down its frame. Unlike how he had been with Korra, there was similarly not even a hint of playful biting to his sarcasm. It was a cold assertion of position, a countering growl of malice back to warn that he wasn't going to turn over at his menace. He was telling everyone to walk forward because now the lead that he and korra had had was gone and as such it was time to get forward again, not out of compliance. "Funny, here I thought that she'd know way more about what was appropriate behavior for an 'avatar', than we complete outsiders would and that it wouldn't really be appropriate for us inform, but guess that just goes to show what I know."

He glanced off towards the mushroom forest, then back. "Yet you are correct; now that the rest of you have caught up to Korra and I, we have no excuse for idling. So instead of needlessly attempting to exert authority, focus on setting your own pace to your satisfaction, and let us handle not falling behind."

He knelt down to one of the puppies pressing at his legs, picking up one he had yet to handle. "I'd be better off at the front as well; my senses ARE probably about 5 times greater than all of yours, after all. Better to have an early warning system. Besides, the puppies here are our guides and guests. Better not disappoint them."

Unless someone or something else interrupted him, he'd rejoin Korra at the head of the group, taking in the silence for a bit as he was put into a more wary mood and indeed looking out. After a few seconds, though, if he continued to be uinterrupted he'd lean over to Korra and mutter "...What IS an avatar, by they way?"


An excerpt from a friend about writing humanoid abominations I keep around to help me write:

On the subject of humanoid abominations:

What you're describing is a fairly vague term - TV Tropes tends to use it to refer to everything from Nyarlathotep in his Black Pharoah mask to Slenderman. I'm pretty sure you're referring to the former, though - incredibly powerful, alien things in human form, with a penchant for manipulation and 'playing games'.

Generally speaking you want them to be clever. Not necessarily a trickster or riddler, but rather that they're never lacking words, they're never uncertain, and nothing EVER takes them by surprise. If the heroes come smashing into their lair at the head of an army they need to offer the army tea and cookies, or perhaps the severed heads of their allies on plates depending on the tone. It's an odd sort of hypocrism where a good 'evil' being like that needs to have seemingly no vices whatsoever - Hence why so many of them have british accents and act cultured.

At the same time, though, it's good if they don't quite 'get it'. Maybe they quote poets' dying words or most despairing works, or they discuss things no one but them could know - 'Do you know - Lincoln didn't die when they shot him. He was still alive for a while after, screaming away in his brain...' That sort of thing. Maybe they don't know societal norms, maybe they just ignore walls and walk straight through them or eat with their fingers off expensive chiny. Their 'lair' or locations associated with them should be similar - for example, a swanky penthouse suite with no furniture, no windows, and no color, or maybe an office that just happens to be a mile wide. Alien geometries, but instead of the mind-shattering, bile-provoking disgustingly organic horror of R'lyeh and like things they're just... Wrong. They're imitating humanity, but their realm of existance is so beyond the physical that they have trouble figuring out quite what it is we do down here. Establish them as a God, not just as a troll. A good thing to do is to introduce them as a mortal first - someone met just off the side, perhaps vaguely helpful and very, very odd - but not, immediately, dangerous or disturbing. As the interactions continue, build the 'off'ness until it becomes readily apparent that you're not talking to anything remotely... Human.

Gloating and monologuing generally aren't things that well-written eldritch abominations do, unless they're incredibly petty. They're *above* humans, so far above that the only reason they take a humanoid form and interact with them is because they find it funny.

As far as manipulation goes, there are a few ways you can go about it. The most common is religious - but that doesn't work on RP characters. Ever. No one ever falls for it and it disappoints me so much. Failing that there's always bribery - promises of wealth or power or flesh, whatever the manipulated wants. Up to the elder thing if they ever get delivered, though, and there's almost always a monkey's paw attached. Eternal life in particular is fun for them to fuck around with.

There's also logos - using philosophy and reason to bend people to your will. This is by far the most entertaining and interesting, if done right - but again, almost never works on RP characters except in the rarest of circumstances. Players mostly just get annoyed if you try to philosophize with them, and they'll either endlessly debate or just ignore it - you won't get much ground with it, because every player immediately had decided whether they'll support a villain or not. IF they're gonna help, they would have helped anyways - if they weren't, no amount of meticulously planned philosophy will sway them. Plus, unless you're an expert rhetorician, you might even be out-debated by your players - which is a good way for your so-called 'god' to look really pathetic.

Lastly there's just straight-up intimidation - this one works best on player-characters, but that's because it doesn't leave them a choice. The elder thing kidnaps them, or simply reveals his/her presence - Oftentimes explicit threats are never stated, but rather are left ambigious. I know where you live, or rather "I know which mortal plane you inhabit". It's here that their confidence is important most of all - they do more in a smirk and a wink than Xerxes the First did with a thousand piles of dead slaves.

There are lots of ways to play them, of course - focusing more on the alien aspects, maybe, or making them more human. But in general you play them in much the same way you would play a divine figure - powerful, seemingly flawless, above everything... And most of all, utterly alien to anyone human, a pale mockery of civilized thought. —

  • Get something in here, mate. You're faking. (Feel free to drop by and vandalize my page.) -desdendelle

  • Get off my lawn, Des! Kids these days......*Grumbles like an old man.* -TvTropesnoob

  • Walk with honour as your only guide. - Diamonnes

  • Get something in here, mate. You're faking. (Feel free to drop by and vandalize my page.) -desdendelle

  • Get off my lawn, Des! Kids these days......*Grumbles like an old man.* -TvTropesnoob

  • Walk with honour as your only guide. - Diamonnes