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There are many types of monster in this world. Monsters who will not show themselves and cause trouble, monsters who devour dreams, monsters who suck blood, and ... monsters who always tell lies. Lying monsters are a real nuisance. They are much more cunning than other monsters. They pose as humans even though they have no understanding of the human heart. They eat even though they've never experienced hunger. They study even though they have no interest in academics. They seek friendship even though they do not know how to love. If I were to encounter such a monster, I would likely be eaten by it. Because, in truth, I am that monster. "Moral code, what's that?"
His eyes, unfathomably empty, devoid of all compassion... all humanity... No one has eyes like that... no one! He
kills people, Wally. He's a sadist and a psychopath... I doubt he has real human feelings of any kind
"A lion doesn't pass judgement on a gazelle. Cancer doesn't pass judgement on a brain. I've been saying this all along. Evil doesn't exist. There are only actions. We got to the same place — the top of the food chain — just on different paths. Mine was more fun." "You see, this place is special, Dick. It is a city of nightmares. And I'm yours. I'm the face you see in the glass. A man with no conscience. No empathy."
But, why did you kill these people? Neopolitan: [shrug] Emerald Sustrai:
What do you mean? You just did this for fun? Neopolitan: [shrugs and nods] Mercury Black:
Well, now that you don't have your sword at my neck, you seem pretty cool. Emerald Sustrai:
I'm working with sociopaths. Mercury Black:
You're also boning one, so don't act like this is a new thing.
, Chapter 12 "You're Hired"
Oh. I see here. People are tools to be used and obstacles to be crushed. Is that how you think? Cinder Fall:
What are you getting at? Roman Torchwick:
I mean, I'm not saying that I've got a problem with it. I have a similar mindset.
, Chapter 12 "You're Hired"
Silvas a loan shark. Shakes people down for money when they cant afford it. Dad took out some loans to him to keep up paying for the bills on our place. And the one time he couldnt pay up enough, thats when he decided to take someone from him. Mom. Dad told me hes ruthless. Hed kill someone with a smile and go off to have lunch in twenty minutes. Wouldnt even ruin his appetite.
The problem with you and Kabal, Kira, is that you both knew
what you were doing while you were with us, you knew
you were killing and torturing innocent people, you knew
you were doing awful things. You just didn't think about it because you didn't want the guilt to make you hesitate. It wasn't until you saw for yourselves the truth of our work, how other people suffered and died because of what we do, then you realized you'd been lying to yourselves the whole time. And that's the difference between the two of you and the rest of us; you see, we knew
the whole time what we were doing and what the consequences of our actions might be, we knew
other people paid the price because of us, we never lied to ourselves to make things easier and do you want to know why? Because we just don't care
. That's the best thing about being a psychopath; we understand concepts like mercy, love and remorse, but we don't experience them as emotions. And that, my dear Kira, is why everything we do is so damn easy!
: Tormented? [chuckles]
You have eyes, but will not see. I am merely Kung Jin
: [cutting off Raiden]
Oh, shut up already! Why don't you just admit it? You don't care about protecting Earthrealm. All you care about is power.
You like torturing and killing other people because it makes you feel good. You don't give a damn for anybody who suffers or dies at your hands because you enjoy putting them through that agony! That's exactly how Shao Kahn would act!
Film — Animated
: Yes, yes, you are every bit as powerful as I promised, Sire, now, restore my horn and I swear to use my magic to serve you! The Storm King
Who cares about your dinky little unicorn horn?! Tempest Shadow
: But... we... we had an agreement! The Storm King
: Get with the program! I used you
! It's kind of what I do!
: Enjoy your petty little victories, Flash. But no matter how fast you run, you can't save everyone... not the ones that matter to you.note Superman
: Best to keep your mouth shut. If you don't want bugs in your teeth. (Flies away with Zoom in tow
: (To Flash
) Thawne's a classic sociopath. They have a knack for knowing just what'll get under your skin. Flash
: I know.
I'm your family! Ernesto:
was my best friend. Success doesn't come for free, Miguel. You have to be willing to do whatever it takes to... seize your moment. I know you'll understand.
, after the former reveals his true colors in Coco.
Film — Live-Action
"My child, it would be pretty easy to shoot you in the throat, watch you gurgle, while I eat my morning grapefruit." "Pure cyanide. Careful. It's rare, pricey. Comes as a powder. You can liquefy it, spray it, bake it in a fucking cake... pour it on a guy's shirt and he's dead before he can say 'I'm sorry.' No more stakeouts, I can do it anywhere. I don't have any friends...so it makes it easy. 'I only feel alone around other people'... couldn't be truer." What if my problem wasn't that I don't understand people, but that I don't like them? What if I was the kind of person who was obliged to hurt you for this? I mean physically. I think you'd have to believe afterward, if you could, that agreeing to participate and then backing out at the critical moment was a mistake. Because that's what I'm telling you, as clearly as I can. "Not feeling, never satisfied, doesn't know if he's doing the right thing or the wrong thing, but above all, doesn't care." Blofeld is an unpredictable, dangerous and utterly ruthless megalomaniac of the most diabolical kind. He is also intensely sadistic and malicious, describing himself to James Bond as 'the author of all your pain'. Throughout the film, he plays cruel and elaborate games with James's mind concerning his past and the people he has lost his entire life — Vesper, M, his parents, etc. Blofeld also possesses little self-preservation, despite his sophisticated manner.
—James Bond Wiki
description of the most recent incarnation of Ernst Stavro Blofeld
"'Victims'? Don't be melodramatic. Look down there. Tell me, would you really feel any pity if one of those... dots
stopped moving forever? If I offered you twenty thousand pounds for every dot that stopped, would you really, old man, tell me to keep my money, or would you calculate how many dots you could afford to spare?"
I have all the characteristics of a human being: blood, flesh, skin, hair; but not a single, clear, identifiable emotion, except for greed and disgust. Captain
: Morrow! Go below and bring up the young gargon specimen. Now the decision depends on its reactions. Derek
: Wait, Captain. I have found evidence of intelligent beings on this planet! Thor
: Of what concern of foreign beings? Derek
: Of none to you, Thor! Just as you were so unconcerned when you destroyed this small creature, so bravely! Thor
: It was no more than an insect. Derek
: But it had life. And that life you had to take to satisfy your endless hunger for killing.
"There is no such thing as love, only passion! No luck, only the will to gain power!" "My God! I can't stand any more of this! First you spurn me for Eddie, and then you throw him off like an old overcoat for Rocky! You chew people up and then you spit them out again... I loved you... do you hear me? I loved you! And what did it get me? Yeah, I'll tell you: a big nothing. You're like a sponge. You take, take, take, and drain others of their love and emotion." "I met him, 15 years ago; I was told there was nothing left; no reason, no conscience, no understanding in even the most rudimentary sense of life or death, of good or evil, right or wrong. I met this... six-year-old child with this blank, pale, emotionless face, and... the blackest eyes — the Devil's eyes. I spent eight years trying to reach him, and then another seven trying to keep him locked up, because I realized that what was living behind that boy's eyes was purely and simply... evil."
You cared about a dead, gone bugger you never knew, and you laid him out, because you're a Waiting Man. But Vaughn, he didn't flinch because he doesn't care one bit. And he doesn't care about the living neither, not even a little. Vaughn Parry looks at us, and he sees corpses walking. He didn't flinch in there because he's always seeing dead men shudder. It's how he lives. He was born dead himself, and that's what the Screaming is. It's a body walking without a heart to feel for anyone else. And if ever he realizes that, Billy, you best not trust him, for the Waiting Man's oath ain't there for a laugh or our convenience. Them as have the Screaming, Billy, they're empty inside, and the things they can do when they start to understand what they are, they're black and cold and not for good fellows to dwell on. I believe there are monsters born in the world to human parents. Some you can see, misshapen and horrible, with huge heads or tiny bodies; some are born with no arms, no legs, some with three arms, some with tails or mouths in odd places. They are accidents and no ones fault, as used to be thought. Once they were considered the visible punishment for concealed sins. And just as there are physical monsters, can there not be mental or psychic monsters born? The face and body may be perfect, but if a twisted gene or a malformed egg can produce physical monsters, may not the same process produce a malformed soul? Monsters are variations from the accepted normal to a greater or a less degree. As a child may be born without an arm, so one may be born without kindness or the potential of conscience. A man who loses his arms in an accident has a great struggle to adjust himself to the lack, but one born without arms suffers only from people who find him strange. Having never had arms, he cannot miss them. Sometimes when we are little we imagine how it would be to have wings, but there is no reason to suppose it is the same feeling birds have. No, to a monster the norm must seem monstrous, since everyone is normal to himself. To the inner monster it must be even more obscure, since he has no visible thing to compare with others. To a man born without conscience, a soul-stricken man must seem ridiculous. To a criminal, honesty is foolish. You must not forget that a monster is only a variation, and that to a monster the norm is monstrous. It is my belief that Cathy Ames was born with the tendencies, or lack of them, which drove and forced her all of her life. Some balance wheel was misweighed, some gear out of ratio. She was not like other people, never was from birth. And just as a cripple may learn to utilize his lack so that he becomes more effective in a limited field than the uncrippled, so did Cathy, using her difference, make a painful and bewildering stir in her world. William Afton was the one who made Freddy's a business, as he had the previous restaurant. Afton was as robust and lively as Henry was withdrawn and shadowy. He was a hefty man who had the ruddy geniality of a financially shrewd Santa Claus. And he had killed the children. Clay knew it; the whole department knew it. He had been present for each abduction, and he had mysteriously and briefly vanished at the same time as each child went missing. "Some will be caught, others killed. I couldnt care less. These men are amateurs who were needed, so to speak, for the crowd scenes. They are extras, Mr Bond, brought in off the streets. What happens to them after the play is of no interest to me whatsoever." The man with the cold voice had killed a woman. He was talking about it without any kind of remorsewith
"His main problem seems to be that he sees things differently from other people, in that he sees other people as things. This gets him into a spot of trouble early on, as his assassinations often include the brutal murders of not just the target, but also their family, their servants, and very often their pets."
description of Jonathan Teatime
: I've been clinically diagnosed with sociopathy. Do you know what that means? Rob
: It means you're a freak. John
: It means that you're about as important to me as a cardboard box. You're just a thing - a piece of garbage that no one's thrown away yet.
"I refuse to believe that so modern and civilized a young man as you seem to be harbors romantic ideas about the value of human life." Nicholas Nickleby:
Will you make yourself known to me? Sir Mulberry Hawk:
) No. (confirming it with an oath
.) No. Nicholas:
If you trust to your horse's speed you will find yourself mistaken. I will accompany you. By heaven, I will, if I hang on to the footboard! Hawk:
You shall be horsewhipped if you do. Nicholas:
You are a villain. Hawk:
You are an errand boy for aught I know. Nicholas:
I am the son of a country gentleman. Your equal in birth and education, and your superior, I trust, in everything besides. I tell you again, Miss Nickleby is my sister. Will you or will you not answer for your unmanly and brutal conduct? Hawk:
To a proper champion — yes. To you — no. Stand out of the way, dog.
For Truro Daine, human life is a poor commodity. Like many great men — and I do not begrudge him that epithet — he has a deep-seated belief that other people aren't real. In his solipsism, he has experimented with murder on an unprecedented scale, convincing himself with each zilched life that he alone is truly sapient. That is a crucial insight. Tag it well. Of course, his basic problem is common or garden homicidal mania. It's been treatable for fifty years. It would lead another man to become a mercenary or a serial killer, but Truro Daine is not another man, he is the third or fourth loftiest intelligence in the world. Had he chosen to live within the fold, he would undoubtedly become richer through the income of his patents than he was through theft, extortion, terror-for-hire, blackmail and the black economy. He could have been very high in the Gunmint. But that would have bored him zoidal. Yabu-san's a violent man with no scruples whatsoever. He honors nothing but his own interests. Duty, loyalty, tradition, mean nothing to him. His mind has flashes of great cunning, even brilliance. He's equally dangerous as ally or enemy. Roose has no feelings, you see. Those leeches that he loves so well sucked all the passions out of him years ago. He does not love, he does not hate, he does not grieve. This is a game to him, mildly diverting. Some men hunt, some hawk, some tumble dice. Roose plays with men. You and me, these Freys, Lord Manderly, his plump new wife, even his bastard, we are but his playthings.
[On all women] You're all a bunch of fuggin' whores.
[On his own men] You're all a bunch of dogs.
[On the Japanese] You're all deer to track.
I HATE EVERYTHING WHICH IS NOT IN MYSELF
He knew he
should feel bad for the dork, but he only felt annoyed. He felt worse about the fact that he
didnt feel bad than he did about what hed just read.
For Dooku, other beings are mostly abstractions, simple schematic sketches who fall into two essential categories. The first category is Assets: beings who can be used to serve his various interests. The other category is Threats. In this second set, he numbers every sentient being he cannot include in the first. There is no third category. Someday there may not even be a second; being considered a Threat by Count Dooku is a death sentence.
Live Action TV
"The last time Barry Allen saw you, you took the life of his close friend. And now he sees you, and he pauses. You really don't see it. You can calculate near-infinite outcomes across multiple Earths, but you cannot account for how someone is feeling."
Tyrion: Before you go, you will call on Lord and Lady Stark and offer your sympathies [for their son].
Joffrey: What good are my sympathies to them?
Tyrion: None. But it is expected of you. Your absence has already been noted.
: The boy means nothing to me, and I can't stand the wailing of women.
Oh my god, you're a complete sociopath! Abandon your captured family. Give up on the friend who betrayed you. Feel no guilt for the murder of your friend. If you could find the will to be ruthless, then you'd be freed from all your stress in an instant. Miles:
I'm a sergeant now. Miles:
Well, let's be honest, you're a sociopath, is what you are. Before the blackout, you'd have been locked in a rubber room.
Mr. Joe Caswell, who, when the good Lord passed out a conscience, a heart, a feeling for fellow men, must have been out for a beer and missed out.
— Rod Serling
, in the introduction to "Execution
Table Top Games
A mortal driven insane by Malkav loses the capacity to empathize with other people. The person cannot even recognize that other beings
are people. Malkav's Chosen become creatures as amoral as any vampire lost to the Beast, but retaining a human intellect in every other way. These "isolates" treat other people as potentially threatening animals, as competitors for food, or as food themselves. They do not shrink from murder and cannibalism; torture fascinates these human-looking creatures, as they ponder the conundrum of an object that mimics the appearance of pain.
The concept of empathy is understood by [DeFalco], but... irrelevant. Lex Luthor
's sworn archenemy. If the alien Superman embodies selflessness, Earth's own son Luthor is selfishness personified
. He uses his genius-level intellect and driving ambition only to advance himself and crush others. Even without superpowers, Lex is easily the most dangerous human being on the planet.
Head of the technological powerhouse LexCorp, Lex is devoted to ridding the world of Superman for the good of humanity — or rather, for one man: himself. His talk of empowering the common man is only a cover
. Charming, fascinating, and utterly indifferent to the suffering of others, Lex is a true sociopath.
"I wouldn't call him immoral so much as amoral, he has no morality whatsoever. He doesn't even have a concept of morality." "Kefka cares nothing about anyone or anything but himself and he finds no greater joy in life than in inflicting suffering and death unto others. He has no long-reaching goal for his destructive actions, destruction itself is the goal. He manipulates the emotions of others and will readily lie without hesitation, but his purpose for doing this is again usually nothing but his own amusement in tormenting them. Kefka's need to inflict suffering drives him to continuously greater heights to sate his urges, culminating with the ruination of the entire world and the deaths of countless creatures." "What principles!? Did you understand even a single word of what I told you? I know what I want, and I take it. I take advantage of whatever I can, and discard that which I cannot. There is no room for sentiment or guilt."
"You're a strange man. You killed your best friend. You betrayed everyone who ever came in contact with you. You killed my cousin.
I guess... the survival of the fittest
thing really meant a lot to you."
"Drop the attitude, you mediocre peasant! There is no wrong in using my gifts for my gain! I'm a cut above all other humans!" Alex Mercer
: This... source. It's the key to genetics — but it's also a machine, churning out the worst viruses ever seen. Things that — if they got out of the lab — could literally erase human civilization as we know it. Joseph Schulze
: And how did that make you feel? Alex Mercer
: I wasn't paid to feel.
"Juri... That power... That eye... She's no ordinary fighter. She is an untamed animal who seeks to destroy and consume all that enters her sight...She has altered her own body in her insatiable quest for power. She respects no law. No morality. She does whatever it takes to achieve her goals and quench her limitless thirst." "In this world, it's KILL or BE KILLED!"
Strengths: Dakhath appears to be utterly without fear. He never retreats from an engagement until every enemy within 1,000 klicks is destroyed, and will not abandon a wounded enemy until that enemy is destroyed. This courage and lack of self-preservation instincts make him particularly dangerous. So does his apparent affection for inflicting pain.
Tactics: Dakhath launches his missiles at maximum range (he appears to like explosions), then closes for the kill on one target. He will cling to that target until he destroys it, then choose another, as methodical as clock circuits.
"People are simply things to be used. Used and thrown away." From the day I was born to the day I died, I never helped anyone! I lived for myself and, in the end, I died for myself. I thought that was obvious."
: What is wrong
with you? How can you be so broken
inside?! To take so many lives
, and then come back here and rub it in our faces like it's something to be proud of?! ALL WITH THAT DAMN SMILE ON YOUR FACE! Well? SAY SOMETHING! Cinder Fall
: ...Who are you again
"The smile touched Heydrich's lips, but it did not reach his eyes. Looking into those eyes, Eliza was briefly stunned and frozen. It was gazing into the void. There was no humanity in his eyes, no mercy, no warmth."
Plus, I'm a sociopath, so all this fits me like a glove. Buzz Lightyear:
Warp... Warp Darkmatter/Agent Z:
Agent Z, please. Buzz:
Of course, amnesia! Warp:
Evil clone! Warp:
Android replica. Warp: No. Buzz: (Beat)
Ok, ok. It's so obvious! Zurg's mind control ray! He got to you first. Warp:
Actually, I went to him
. Evil is just so much more profitable than good
...and more fun
I don't believe it. The Warp Darkmatter that I trained side by side with would not
work for the most evil force in the universe! Warp:
Look, Lightyear! I've been on Zurg's payroll since the academy. Once I got the LGMs to spill the secret of the Unimind, the Big Z brought me on full time. My name's Darkmatter
. Who's surprised here? Buzz:
One of Star Command's finest... the perfect spy... I gave you a really nice eulogy.
Vlad Masters/Plasmius: Ah, Maddie, I'm bored. I rule at chess, I rule at life, I rule this backwater city, but it's not enough! I know I'm destined to rule greater things than just Amity Park!
Maddie the Cat: *meow*
: Splendid idea! Watching TV to view others less fortunate than myself is the perfect pick-me-up!
There's nothing you can do about it, anyway. People can't resist when they hear what they like to hear. If you don't want to be my friend, fine. But soon, you won't have any friends left at all, and trust me, I'll make sure you never get close to Adrien in class or anywhere. You seem a little less dumb than the others, so I'll give you one last chance. You're either with me or against me. Lisa
: Congratulations. You're officially a sociopath. Bart
: Hey, at least I'm on
I am the meanest meanie I ever met But I'm just half as bad as I'm gonna get Why should I be humble? I'll make the mountain crumble! You ain't seen nothing yet! Baron Zemo
: "Your incompetence is unfortunate, Stark. We do not have much time. Zola gave the Enchantress a location. I sent the Crimson Dynamo to delay her, but she will make him talk. She will come here next." Iron Man
: "You sent Dynamo to die?" Zemo
: "That's what a team is for, yes?"