24 (nearing 25) yr. old Irish-descent American. Troperiffic, dangerously genre-savvy oddball living paradox. The nicest person that can turn outright evil provided enough jackasses cause it; mostly due to blind stupidity and selfishness; so you can sorta say, I'm protagonistically evil. Not the most sane individual to come across. Offensively cynical.
Apparently a woman-repellent despite how much effort was put into improving oneself (grooming, socializing, etc. (against will)), or having the natural qualities necessary (Looks, personality, sense of humor, talents, etc.) confirmed by many people; mostly friends and family, and fellow associates. These days, I just about gave up, and no longer give a damn how I look/behave; spent the better part of a decade trying to research a cure; not only for myself, but others unfortunate enough to suffer the same fate. As if being a repellent isn't bad enough; I'm treated like a target to bounty hunters, because of my endeavors to figure women out. Mayhaps I get close to a plausible solution? BTW, my insanity had to come from somewhere. Lifetime of rejection (from to opposite sex) sorta does that to you.
Total outcast to anything joined in. Commonly underestimated. Target for just about anyone to bully for no apparent reason; even though much of the time, I would be able to thoroughly kick their ass (yes, I even subtly give off warnings one way or another); had it not been for laws against retaliation (especially at my past jobs). Also a cause of paranoia and insanity.
Despite a rough past; still essentially a saint to most people/creatures/etc. Generous, even with a crappy income. Total geek when it comes to games/movies/pop culture (the good kind)/mythology/just about anything. Encyclopedic knowledge of random crap. A Sierra/Lucasarts adventure game sense of logic, and random crap collecting, that actually tends to work when MacGuyvering solutions. semi-realistic, or harshly realistic; depending on the situation; and completely unrealistic when it comes to just being silly and serious at the same time.
Devoutly faithful Catholic (goes to church weekly, prays for people, 10% tithe regardless of funds/income amount (even massive lottery winnings would be tithed, or even the last paycheck of a job while broke.), etc.; defending faith when someone insults it; just because they want to be cool.), though not willing to force-feed other people religion, unless it needs to be said. When the time comes; don't say we didn't warn you. That is all. No point in educating a sleeping class, after all.
Made of badass, apparently. I mean, I'm descended from badass after badass. To put it simply; my great ancestor won land by chopping off his hand, and throwing it on to it, and winning the land on a technicality. After all, the rule was: "The first to touch the land wins it."; The coat of arms show just how sick in the head my bloodline is (It has a bloody hand on it). Grandson to a navy captain (which saved his ship with a simple order to shut it down after a plane crashed into it), and the son of top-class Broadway performers. One of an extremely few people that lack any allergies whatsoever. Willful metabolism. A good understanding of Mind>Matter. Can get into a car accident, and have the victim feel fortunate they ran into me (It actually happened. It turns out it was someone I knew from a past job; and if it wasn't me they crashed into, they would've been arrested for road rage or something post-crash. Oh, and it was a bike they flew off of when they collided into me, when it happened; sans helmet.). Can thrash anything, and still have it functional whenever I use it (I think everything I touch runs on spiral energy; even my cars. I'm talking, really bad condition, rusted parts, dented like hell, but runs like a supercar whenever I use it; yet, it breaks down on everyone else.). Strong fortitude against alcohol. I mean, beer just won't do it for me. Oh, and did I mention I trained myself how to safely drive under drunken conditions? Not as easy as it sounds, but is possible. No car damage is caused by the drink & drive, BTW.
Rapid healing, Hyper-sensitive (though I handle the sun very well; as well as breaking nerd/geek stereotypes. IE- I like my meat still alive, so to put it (IE- Purple/red-rare).), as well as having a hyper-sensitive Bullshit-meter (it's hereditary, and very accurate. Think Sherlock Holmes-level. I can learn a person within the first 5 seconds of meeting them or even seeing them. But I still talk to them in order confirm my observations. Unlike your average person.), self-therapeutic (medically and psychologically; when you observe yourself without being yourself, you learn alot, and can patch things up. Psych classes, and going to a treatment or two helps to learn the process. And may I say, not all therapists are what I call, too caring about their job (then again, I don't blame them. Watch "What About Bob?" for a good example.)), human-ant (may not look it, but am freakishly strong and quick), younger-middle child to a really large family (out of 9 kids), born from a pair of top-class Broadway performers, family man, though a bit of a loner as well. Doesn't take to getting screwed over too well (Instead of reporting to a manager or authority figure; I make xanatos roulettes/gambits to my favor instead. The only other way to teach a lesson, sans cowardice. And being upfront directly is overplayed, and reporting to authority is cowardly.). Often mistaken for being an arrogant shmuck. Often mistaken for being bitter. Often mistaken for constantly rambling. I just know how to play my hands. Total Tactician/Strategist.
Regardless how insane I may sound/look by description; I'm a fully functional member of society. I just don't like it (sanity is overrated; BTW, considering people these days, what IS sane?). I have a job, I talk to people, I don't speak nonsense when it's inappropriate, and I do what I must to survive. Proud to be an American, but hate the song. Studied government, economics, and law (enough to get by, and be able to question the logic of our politicians; and the people who support them. Though wise enough to know when to keep my mouth shut.). Acknowledges 9/11 as a disaster, but am not entirely swayed into paranoia and ultra-patriotism because of it (Though I am still pissed off that my hometown got attacked in such a cowardly manner. And that one of my cousins was caught in it as well. May they rest their soul.). I may appear heartless at times; actually I just know how/when to shut off my emotions so they don't get in the way of judgment.
I think I'll just end the wall of text here for now. I know I have much more. Let's just say, this is just the first chapter about me. Sorry if I sound egotistical; but I spoke truth, and I didn't hold back. Considering things, even without mentioning the whole article's worth of info (when introducing oneself); it kinda makes you wonder about the 2nd paragraph, doesn't it? To this day, I'm still baffled about it, and finding answers is damn hard (which explains why I spent a decade to learn as much I already know; which still isn't enough. BTW, this is without the assistance of self-help books. I hate those.).
24 (nearing 25) yr. old Irish-descent American. Troperiffic, dangerously genre-savvy oddball living paradox. Protagonistically evil (More like a case of Heel-Face Revolving Door). Insane. Offensively cynical. Woman-repellent. Noble disposition. Cautiously paranoid. Total outcast. Commonly underestimated. Punching Bag. Retaliatory. Saintly,despite a rough past. Generous despite economic conditions. Total geek. Encyclopedic knowledge of random crap. A Sierra/Lucasarts adventure game sense of logic, and random crap collecting. Semi-realistic, or harshly realistic; depending on the situation; and completely unrealistic when it comes to just being silly and serious at the same time. Devoutly faithful Catholic, though, not willing to force-feed own religion. Made of badass. Family of Badass. Anti-allergy. Willful metabolism. Understands Mind>Matter. Ridiculously lucky under worst-case scenarios. Strong fortitude against alcohol (IE- THE Jagermeister). Can drive when drunk (trained professional). Rapid healing, Hyper-sensitive. Anti-geek/nerd/dork stereotypes. Has a hyper-sensitive Bullshit-meter (Hereditary), A Sherlock Holmes, self-therapeutic (medically and psychologically). Human-ant, younger-middle child to a really large family (out of 9 kids), Born from talent, family man, loner. Mr. Xanatos (Not someone to screw over at all). Balls of adamantium. Often mistaken for being an arrogant, bitter ,shmuck who constantly rambles. Total Tactician/Strategist. Insane, yet functional citizen. Survivor by any means. Proud to be an American, but hates the song. Well Studied (Law and the like). Acknowledges 9/11 as a disaster, but not a patriotic zealot. May appear heartless at times. Able to trigger emotions (on/off switch; when emotions = off; warning sign not to further annoy.). Philosopher. Scholar. Gentleman. Doesn't use self-help books, or listen to self-help advice. Instinctive. Lampshade-hanger. Breaks the 4th wall rather often. Overly descriptive. Polytheist in supernatural observation, but Monotheist in faith (Commandments 1 and 2; Only the one TRUE God matters; others do exist, but don't rule Heaven and Earth.). Believes in alternate realities/timelines/and beyond the 11th dimension exists. Theorist in all sorts of fields, despite total lack of official training in such fields. Graphic Designer. Proficient weapon user. Proficient shield/armor user. Caffeneholic. Hydroholic. Junk food is healthy as well. Organized, yet sloppy. Professional time waster. Magnificent Bastard. Self-trainer of many various arts (except music). Non-instrumental-musician (I don't like playing instruments, yet I can sing, and not ton-deef. I just don't sing by choice.), yet able to compose. Can guess songs/shows within the first notes. Ideaist. Idealist (not blindly though). Pessimist; Optimistic Pessimist (just because I'm negative, doesn't mean I don't count on it. Heck, it's one of my security devices). Dislikes blind optimists (Always the cheerful types. They're mind-numbingly annoying.). Dislikes happy couples (unless it's genuine happiness; then I don't mind. Though, now I envy the couple. Otherwise, why the act? Be realistic.). Swiss-army guy (I have all the skills necessary to get anything done in any situation/job. I'm skilled in all skills minimum.). Knows how to cook. Can clean. Can design (all this, without appearing gay). Can dance (though I prefer not to). rapid learner. Laziest person you can ever meet (mostly due to boredom). Easily bored. Procrastinator. Lack of confidence, it's my best defense (credit to Ben Harper for that one. Helps with my Xanatos moves.). Wolf-like pride and leadership skills. Pack mentality when tackling projects. No longer approaches women (too much failure), prefers women approaching instead (now it's their turn to get shot down for once.). Not easily amused. Riffs just about any movie/TV show (ala MST3k style). Dislike slasher flicks (one can see so much gore before it gets boring. Plus, gore doesn't = suspense/horror. It's a cop-out move.). Likes things well written. Does read (I have a small collection). Super-inventive. Knows what real comedy is (The __ Movies are an insult to comedy. Unless angering intelligent people who knows what comedy is, is the joke. Not funny still.). Digs deeper upon hitting rock-bottom (no point in climbing back up anymore). Suicidally optimistic (regardless of pessimism. Meaning, If odds are close to 0%, but not yet 0%. Good enough as 100%. Plus, it's more relevant if there's less chance of permanent damage/collateral damage.). Determinator. Heroic resolve. Can take some serious hits (countless accidents through life I shouldn'tve survived, apparently unbreakable). Dogged Nice Guy turned Asshole Extraordinaire (out of frustration). Redundantly recursive. Recursively redundant. And 100% Costanza.
I guess I win for longest description. I'm the human embodiment of Planepacked. All that's missing is recursive redundancy all over it.
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