The name's Crowley. Fake Crowley. Fake Reginald Herbert Francis Crowley.
But you can call me Crowley.
Or Fake Crowley.
I pronounce Crowley like, "Unholy," and Fake like, uh...fake? Yeah. Anyways, my name stems from me mocking a bunch of trolls who pretended to be a moderator on another forum, at which point I called myself, "Fake Fang." (The Moderator was named Fang. Kind of a stupid name and site in hindsight.) After moving sites, I switched my name to something a little more recognizable (My favorite character) but kept the Fake prefix. It's sort of a title, first name, and term of respect at this point.
WHAT GOES ON IN YOUR HEEEEE-AAAAAD?
So. Um. This is kind of hard to answer, partly because I have two separate personas. The Internet version of myself is an idiot. Simple as that. That said, it isn't dumb—just an idiot. What's the distinction? Well, a dumb person is just someone who isn't as bright as everyone else. An idiot, though...we are a proud, confident, sparkly tribe of fools. We say stupid jokes, make stupid comments, and think just a wee bit out of norm. And we are typically capable of acting differently. We just choose not to. And we're proud of it!
It also likes sparkles.
My real life persona is...different. Socially akward and horribly cynical and pessimistic, contestant number 2 is the epitome of depression. With 1 point in charisma, 1 point in strength, 5 point in perception, 7 points in endurance, 2 points in agility, 10 points in intelligence and 43 points in luck, this side of me is not a happy camper, but pretty damn intelligent and good at getting kicked in the head multiple times, and don't get me started on the luck. Also kind of a dick. Don't tell me I said that.
Both of them are insecure as all hell.
Didn't I already answer this one?
DID YOU TALK TO THE DEEE-AAAD?
YOUR LIFESTYLE TO ME SEEMS SO TRAGIC:
Heh. Yeah, I'm kind of self destructive, and a fairly chronic liar. I'm pretty lazy, too. And depressed. So yeah.
WITH THE THRILL OF IT ALLLLLLLLL.