🔞. Journal, art sharing, and shitchosting blog of a giant soul. My name is Blue Skies, and I want to make the world a better place.
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I'm shamelessly stealing and repeating an experiment, because I want to see it for my own cohort.
I want you, yes you, to answer this question, in whatever way you feel like:
Who are you?
I am an immense soul, a strange and beautiful creature, trying to achieve escape velocity out of a dead orbit, to ascend into the heavens where my spiral friends are waiting.
...unironically the most loaded and complex question anyone could ask me these days.
I am actually a sneel. That's a little known fact about me. I would consider it a sort of land eel, very slimy and very floppy, but also sometimes fuzzy. It is in fact quite a ridiculous presumption to apply human behavioral standards to this kind of creature, but I seem to manage regardless. Thank you.
Beyond that I just try to be helpful. I have very little ambitions of my own, but I enjoy assisting people along the road to theirs, when I have the capacity.
i am a person who has always taken pride in my ability to set goals and overcome challenges. lately my challenges have been health related, which has been difficult in terms of my identity. it's not a crisis but answering who am i is a thing i think about regularly recently
i guess my other answer is that i am a person who tries to treat others with generosity and empathy
An entity taking inspiration from the world to gradually become insane
I'm the precipitate that was left after the fulminate was consumed.
I'm many things to many people, sometimes going by many names.
Discarding others' thoughts, I am a trans lesbian catgirl who is wanting to rebuild herself and find her place in this world, and maybe gain some companions/friends along the way.
many parts moving too damn synchronously for this all-parallel world. linear as in one thing in a fraction of a time. my fractions of time have grown, and i wish them to grow more.
it wasn’t, I stole it from an article i was reading that used answers to it as a research/case study
i am a story.
the memories of what has happened to me, distorted and inaccurate as they may be.
i am atomic.
there is and can only be one of me. i may be in many parts, but they compose one whole.
i am continuity.
the self that i am depends on the self that i was.
when the continuity of my story ends, i will be dead. but the loss is not in the vessel that i have animated. it is in the stories that i am which can no longer be told, that the vessel once held within.
so when you ask who i am, i cannot tell you in a simple summary. all i can tell you is a story. and then another, and then another. and eventually, a little bit of me will live within you.
Nonbinary manthing with several sonas and dozens of OCs who are also very personal to them
My gender can basically be summarized like "I aint exactly male, but I aint exactly not male either"
And eldritch horror possessing the body of a male human, trying to reinforce it to my personal standards.
dogs don't usually talk. but i'm a dog that talks. like on tv? like what if a dog could talk.
I'm Heather Flowers, but in the same sense that someone would say "I'm a lawyer" or "I'm an artist" -- it's an occupation more than an identity.
An ancient and terrible horror possessing the body of a human male after a botched catholic baptism weakened his spirit, sent here to be a destroyer of the wicked. My wratch is fearsome and grisly, the bigots wont see me coming.
