"No I'm a sociopath. There's a difference."
Ironically, there is not.
Nous restons ici.That's the point
Though there actually are some differences.
edited 23rd Sep '13 8:56:12 PM by JRPictures
~A minor peripheral character only there to show my protagonist's All of the Other Reindeer status. I kind of feel like that line is a little too good for a minor character, but eh, whatever.
~My idea of a proper Dream Sequence. Believe it or not, there is some actual foreshadowing in there, though even if you know the context, the metaphors are still probably a little obtuse. Even I have a hard time making the mental leap from one concept to another.
Psychopathy is not a term used by modern psychology. Sociopathy is sometimes used to refer to a person with antisocial or dissocial personality disorder, and is therefore slightly more 'correct' and specific.
The Revolution Will Not Be Tropeableand
Current DSM considers the terms interchangeable, and at best a description of presented symptoms of the same underlying disorder.
edited 23rd Sep '13 9:47:14 PM by Night
Nous restons ici.Is that something that changed recently, or am I just under-read still?
At any rate, neither conveys the actual traits of the disorder(s) very accurately at all.
The Revolution Will Not Be TropeableJust to finish the topic, the context of the lines this discussion came from:
"No I'm a sociopath. There's a difference."
were in a scene not meant to be taken seriously and the character who states he's a sociopath actually has Aspergers, he just said it for jokes.
Didn't almost those exact lines appear in Sherlock?
Scepticism and doubt lead to study and investigation, and investigation is the beginning of wisdom. - Clarence DarrowI wouldn't know, I made them up on the spot as a joke
But if you're referring to
Then no, I got no inspiration from that exchange
edited 24th Sep '13 1:32:16 AM by JRPictures
Just an uncanny coincidence, then.
Scepticism and doubt lead to study and investigation, and investigation is the beginning of wisdom. - Clarence DarrowStill working on this, but I'm pretty proud of it so far. Some feedback would help. :D
Little background: Dalton is a very large man and "the mad geezer / the old man" is his best friend (and a reformed Obliviously Evil torturer/serial killer. He's also a bit of a Manchild.). They, along with a young couple, where sent to Equestria. Dalton's bartender outfit, that he had been wearing so far, was damaged beyond repair and it's up to Rarity and the old man (who inexplicably proposed his help) to make him a new one.
What surprised him the most, though, was that it fit perfectly. He never knew that the mad geezer could sew, and didn't expect the little horse to be able to make him such specific clothing. True to his usual brash behavior, he voiced his surprise.
Rarity was inspecting her aide's handiwork with no little amount of fascination. The ancient biped didn't let her anywhere his work, and she begrudgingly admitted that she couldn't have done something that perfect in so little time.
"I must say, this is quite impressive, darling. These hands of yours are certainly much better than our hooves for fine needle work..." She suddenly held up one of Dalton's arm with her magic, pretending not to hear his indignant yelp as she pointed excitedly at his armpit, "...but I can' t believe how natural that joint looks! That's incredible to think that no magic was involved in this! Oh, the possibilities...," she said star-eyed.
The old man was sheepishly ruffling his hair, taking the praise in stride. "Oh, common, it isn't all that hard you know," he said, "and it's much easier when whatever you're sewin' doesn't squirm."
His statement was followed by heavy silence.
So heavy, in fact, he couldn't help but walk to the pincushion sitting on one of the shop's desks, grab a pin and drop it to put the saying to the test. The pin met with the floor at the same time a fist - Dalton's, he guessed - met with his face. He fell to the floor, sprawled on his back. He immediately put his jaw to the test, checking for damage. Dalton, meanwhile, was standing above him and shaking his head so fast he was surprised he didn't give himself a whiplash. "Damn, I really didn't need that mental image, dumbass."
The character is talking to a really serious and formal woman who actually a vampire.
He looked back at her confusedly. Scrub? Like the TV show?
“That isn’t a term that’s used anymore, is it?”
He shook his head.
edited 25th Sep '13 8:23:16 PM by hermiethefrog
Classic "or are you just happy to see me?" line.
Is not impressed."I fought in the 'nam"
"Yeah and who the fuck didn't?"
Ta
edited 1st Oct '13 8:54:44 AM by Squeakythemaster
Thought or fought?
...I'm starting to worry that the more I write, the more random I'll become.
I wrote this about 5 AM and can't decide if it's badass or just narmtacular: "I was a beautiful killing machine: insatiable as fire, deceptive as hope, unstoppable as time."
Had to remove the line because I changed the plot, but...
This one I managed to keep, though:
"That's a way to put it. Yet, I doubt 'special needs' is supposed to cover exorcism."
edited 15th Oct '13 10:56:15 AM by DhanaRagnarok
Look upon my R.O.U.S., ye mighty, and despair!The opening lines to the novel I'm slowly but surely mapping out.
“Why does he think I'm an arsonist?” he asked.
“Something about you and your friend burning a bra in the back yard?”
Oh. “That only happened once."
edited 21st Oct '13 3:48:41 PM by hermiethefrog
edited 23rd Oct '13 2:11:08 PM by DhanaRagnarok
Look upon my R.O.U.S., ye mighty, and despair!
The main character showing what an idiot he is:
"Alright kid, you're on. Let's make this interesting then. If I win, your life is mine to do with as I please. Deal?"
"Deal."
"Not backing out?"
"Not backing out."
"Alright then. Oh, but before we start, I'd like you to contemplate something. If you can actually manage to beat me, then what good is any training I give you gonna do?"
"..."
"Yeah, that's what I thought."