Do I win at "Which Hero Are You?" quizzes? I just might.
Well, I always said over in the old journal, if it pops up on my Friends List, I'd probably do it. And if it pops up twice, its pretty much guaranteed. The quiz is new, but the two things following I had seen a few days ago and thought "that would be fun, but would anybody really care?" and then
irvys_sefie did it. So, I took that as a "Yes." and even if it's not a yes, I did it anyway.
This is the third of these things I have ever taken, and the second time I have gotten this particular result. (The other time I was branded a Claude. I can see the reasoning behind that, as the invisible man and I share a similar view on many things, including the state of people in general) but I don't like him all that much, so I was rather ambivalent on that result. And I would usually give Sylar the nod as "best option for all things Heroes-related", only he is crazy. So getting "You are Sylar" might be a sign that some reexamination was in order. Hence, when forced to choose a Hero to align with personality-wise, I always find it best to go with...
Find out what heroes character are you at LiquidGeneration.com!
And now the TV-Relationship Fandom Meme. Exciting!
The one who seduced you and fucked you over and broke your heart in a million pieces and laughed about it: Prison Break. Oh, they had me before the show even aired! Man gets arrested to break innocent brother out of jail!? There is a crazy tattoo involved? Cunning plans carefully laid by a not-evil genius? Oh Michael Scofield, you had me at 'Give me the money!" I sat by as you built a toothpick Taj Mahal. You had the plans buried deep in a a tattoo of the Archangel? I'm on board! You found DB Cooper, avoided the advances of the spectacularly creepy T-Bag, caused a riot by shorting out the AC, fed your brother a pill you have buried under your own skin, faked diabetes, escaped by shimmying across a wire, all the while being the prettiest person on the show? Bravo! And then... season two. I could have cried it was so bad. Then, when you ended up in jail because you had to go back to rescue a woman you barely knew? I laughed at your folly and cheered when I found out that at least if you were gonna be locked up again, at lest this time it was with Mahone and T-Bag and not C-Note and Sucre. So far season three has been alright, but season two? Let's just put that behind us and forget it ever happened, okay?
The old flame you don't see very often any more but whom you still really enjoy getting together with for a few drinks and maybe a pleasant nostalgic romp in the sheets: Oz. This really would be my Steady if it was still on. I loved it from the first episode to the last. Loved! You can find my favorite TV character locked up in Emerald City... plus a few of my most hated. I mean it was the kind of show that made me, on more than one occasion, root for a White Supremacist! In real life he would probably spit on me and call me a racially-charged name, yet I did not care. What kind of craziness is that? The only time I have ever actively engaged in anything close to what you'd call "shipping" was when I was like "So what if he had his retarded brother kill your husband? He did it because he loves you! Can't you see that>?! Now kiss him, and then help him and his brother escape!" That is saying something. There were guys on there I hated so much I stood up and applauded when they died. I may have actually teared up at a particular episode or two.
I sat through shankings, explosions, disappearing/reappering bodies, old man nakedness, musical numbers, man-love, man-rape, branding, executions, broken bones, ACL slashings, cancer, crazy rapid-aging drugs, hackneyed escape attempts, failed assassinations, crucifixions, hot soup burn victims.. the whole gamut. You name it, I saw it. And I loved every sick, twisted minute of it!
The mysterious dark gothy one whom you used to sit up with talking until 3 a.m. at weird coffeehouses and with whom you were quite smitten until you realized he really was fucking crazy: Lost. Oh, when it's on, it's on but when it's off... man, is it off. I mean "WTF was that?!" throwing things at the TV off! But I have invested so much time and energy into it that it will take more than a few slip-ups and a plethora of Jackbacks to make me give up. As long as they've still got interesting stories to tell involving got Ben, Desmond Locke, Sawyer and Sayid, they've got me... even if my heart's not in it as much as it used to be. Jack and Kate? Well, the quicker they get off the island, the better!
The one you spent a whole weekend in bed with and who drank up all your liquor, and whom you'd still really like to fuck again although you're relieved he doesn't actually live in town: Entourage. Really, things started out great. Four regular guys trying to survive in the shark-infested waters of Hollywood? How could I not watch. Now it's more "Why am I still watching?" Oh, it has it's moments, but they are now few and far between. You know what? Enough with the Ari already. He is not a part of the entourage, he is the agent! This is one show whose short HBO-length season I was glad to see wrap up. Here's hoping things improve in 2008.
The steady: Heroes and The Wire. I can't choose between the two, so don't try to make me. I followed the same path with both of them. I heard they were good, but paid them no attention. Then, by some chance occurrence, I checked them out.. and was immediately hooked. They are both magnificent ensemble shows that, while you may be able to get into them late, they really reward the steady viewer and are full of the kind of things that you can only pick up after watching an episode again (and again). I cannot say enough good things about either of these shows and, although they both have their weak points (Heroes suffers from what I like to call "Why is this lame character taking up so much time again?!" and The Wire's main flaw is "What twelve episodes? With a year between seasons!?") but they really are great examples of the best of what television has to offer. Now seriously, go watch The Wire. You will not regret it.
The alluring stranger whom you've flirted with at parties but have never gotten really serious with: Dexter. So maybe it started out as a rebound from a past relationship. I mean, certain elements of it reminded me of an old flame who now, appropriately, resides Six Feet Under. Plus, serial killer?! Bonus! Of course the only thing coming between us is the whole not-having-Showtime thing. But I am pretty sure that, with the help of the internet, the two of us will be getting over this minor impediment very, very soon.
The one you hang out with and have vague fantasies about maybe having a thing with but ultimately you're just good buddies 'cause the friendship is there but the chemistry ain't: My Name Is Earl. I was all over it in season one, but by season two I was over it. I don't know if Earl just dropped in quality or if The Office got that much better, but by the midpoint of the season I wasn't even watching anymore.
The one your friends keep introducing you to and who seems like a hell of a cool guy except it's never really gone anywhere: Firefly, Battlestar Galactica, Law and Order:CI, CSI, Smallville, Buffy, Angel, Veronica Mars. These would really be better fit in the category below, only I don't hate them with the soul-consuming fervor as I do what did end up there. Look, I get it that these shows may be "good." But I'm not going to watch them, no matter how many times you try to push them on me. I'm just not. My time is full watching shows that do not involve space, teenage girls or the most annoying detective on the face of the planet. Seriously, leave me alone already!
The one who's slept with all your friends, and you keep looking at him and thinking, "Him? How the hell did he land all these cool babes?": American Idol. Really, why are you people watching this? Don't you know that by continuing to watch you are not only supporting bad television but bad music? Please, for entertainment's sake, just stop. Seriously.
The one your friend has fallen for like a ton of bricks and whom she keeps babbling to you about on the phone for hours, and you'd be happy for her except you just know it's going to end badly: The Sopranos. Somewhere between seasons four and five it just all fell apart. And I started watching late, so what I got was like three excellent seasons followed by two of utter garbage, proving that it really is important to know when it's time to say, "You know what? Maybe it's time to call it a wrap."
The ones you repeatedly cheat on your steady with: Curb Your Enthusiasm, The Office, Rome, Homicide, Carnivale and 30 Rock. Obviously I have commitment issues.
The Same Thing, This Time Heroes-Only
The one who seduced you and fucked you over and broke your heart in a million pieces and laughed about it: Mohinder. His was a slow and steady seduction. It took me a while to get into him, but when I did, it was wonderful. He was smart and funny and had better hair than I did! And have you seen his smile? And then he tried to kill Sylar. And saved Parkman. And cut his hair! These things are borderline unforgivable.
The old flame you don't see very often any more but whom you still really enjoy getting together with for a few drinks and maybe a pleasant nostalgic romp in the sheets: Gabriel. Sweet, innocent Gabriel. (Murder? What murder?) Oh how I miss him. Maybe if I ask nicely, Mohinder can get Molly to locate him for me. (Then I will alert Sylar so that he can take her braaain! WIN!)
The mysterious dark gothy one whom you used to sit up with talking until 3 a.m. at weird coffeehouses and with whom you were quite smitten until and then you realized accepted the fact that he really was fucking crazy: Well, Sylar of course. But be advised that maybe I like him because he's crazy, so it's not like I'd ever be able to leave him alone or anything. My friends may be staging an intervention as I type. But they just don't understand him. (Plus, I fear if I ever did try to leave, it would not end well... for my skull.)
The one you spent a whole weekend in bed with and who drank up all your liquor, and whom you'd still really like to fuck again although you're relieved he doesn't actually live in town: Nathan. He's a total jerk. But he's my jerk, so whatever! Though sometimes I wonder about his relationship with his brother.
The steady: Sylar. See number three. At this point in our relationship, he could pretty much do anything and I'd be like, "Good job on that!" So what if none of my friends would like him him?! They don't know him! They don't understand. Plus, I've seen some of the people they've gotten involved with, so they have no right to judge me!
The alluring stranger whom you've flirted with at parties but have never gotten really serious with: Post-emosplosion, season two Peter. I see a lot of potential there. Ask me about this again in a few weeks.
The one you hang out with and have vague fantasies about maybe having a thing with but ultimately you're just good buddies 'cause the friendship is there but the chemistry ain't: Pre-emosplosion season one Peter. I mean, I get it... he's sweet and caring and not bad to look at, but he's just so... childlike and annoying! We would last five five minutes before shouting at him and hurting his little feelings. And possibly throwing a drink in his face.
The one your friends keep introducing you to and who seems like a hell of a cool guy except it's never really gone anywhere: Kensei. Everyone was all over him before his first appearance and I was like "Umm, okay." Yet, now that I've seen him in action...
The one who's slept with all your friends, and you keep looking at him and thinking, "Him? How the hell did he land all these cool babes?": Claude. I mean, I can see that he has some redeeming qualities, yet the "OMG! Claude's the greatest! When will he be back?!" thing? Totally over my head. He was good for what he did, being snarky and slapping Peter around, but I would not be sad if I never saw him again. Or Mr. Muggles. I hate Mr. Muggles.
The one your friend has fallen for like a ton of bricks and whom she keeps babbling to you about on the phone for hours, and you'd be happy for her except you just know it's going to end badly: Oh, Alejandro. I have seen you, and I like you, really I do. And other people like you too. It's just that we all know that you are not long for this world. It's sad, but it's true. I apologize in advance, but it is not in my heart to go against by beloved f'in crazy nutcase.
The ones you repeatedly cheat on your steady with: Sylar and Nathan. And sometimes HRG. I mean, one can only take but so much of the "I'm just a shy delicate watchmaker routine" before you need a little excitement. Sometimes you've gotta mix it up a bit, right?
irvys_sefie did it. So, I took that as a "Yes." and even if it's not a yes, I did it anyway.
This is the third of these things I have ever taken, and the second time I have gotten this particular result. (The other time I was branded a Claude. I can see the reasoning behind that, as the invisible man and I share a similar view on many things, including the state of people in general) but I don't like him all that much, so I was rather ambivalent on that result. And I would usually give Sylar the nod as "best option for all things Heroes-related", only he is crazy. So getting "You are Sylar" might be a sign that some reexamination was in order. Hence, when forced to choose a Hero to align with personality-wise, I always find it best to go with...
Find out what heroes character are you at LiquidGeneration.com!
And now the TV-Relationship Fandom Meme. Exciting!
The one who seduced you and fucked you over and broke your heart in a million pieces and laughed about it: Prison Break. Oh, they had me before the show even aired! Man gets arrested to break innocent brother out of jail!? There is a crazy tattoo involved? Cunning plans carefully laid by a not-evil genius? Oh Michael Scofield, you had me at 'Give me the money!" I sat by as you built a toothpick Taj Mahal. You had the plans buried deep in a a tattoo of the Archangel? I'm on board! You found DB Cooper, avoided the advances of the spectacularly creepy T-Bag, caused a riot by shorting out the AC, fed your brother a pill you have buried under your own skin, faked diabetes, escaped by shimmying across a wire, all the while being the prettiest person on the show? Bravo! And then... season two. I could have cried it was so bad. Then, when you ended up in jail because you had to go back to rescue a woman you barely knew? I laughed at your folly and cheered when I found out that at least if you were gonna be locked up again, at lest this time it was with Mahone and T-Bag and not C-Note and Sucre. So far season three has been alright, but season two? Let's just put that behind us and forget it ever happened, okay?
The old flame you don't see very often any more but whom you still really enjoy getting together with for a few drinks and maybe a pleasant nostalgic romp in the sheets: Oz. This really would be my Steady if it was still on. I loved it from the first episode to the last. Loved! You can find my favorite TV character locked up in Emerald City... plus a few of my most hated. I mean it was the kind of show that made me, on more than one occasion, root for a White Supremacist! In real life he would probably spit on me and call me a racially-charged name, yet I did not care. What kind of craziness is that? The only time I have ever actively engaged in anything close to what you'd call "shipping" was when I was like "So what if he had his retarded brother kill your husband? He did it because he loves you! Can't you see that>?! Now kiss him, and then help him and his brother escape!" That is saying something. There were guys on there I hated so much I stood up and applauded when they died. I may have actually teared up at a particular episode or two.
I sat through shankings, explosions, disappearing/reappering bodies, old man nakedness, musical numbers, man-love, man-rape, branding, executions, broken bones, ACL slashings, cancer, crazy rapid-aging drugs, hackneyed escape attempts, failed assassinations, crucifixions, hot soup burn victims.. the whole gamut. You name it, I saw it. And I loved every sick, twisted minute of it!
The mysterious dark gothy one whom you used to sit up with talking until 3 a.m. at weird coffeehouses and with whom you were quite smitten until you realized he really was fucking crazy: Lost. Oh, when it's on, it's on but when it's off... man, is it off. I mean "WTF was that?!" throwing things at the TV off! But I have invested so much time and energy into it that it will take more than a few slip-ups and a plethora of Jackbacks to make me give up. As long as they've still got interesting stories to tell involving got Ben, Desmond Locke, Sawyer and Sayid, they've got me... even if my heart's not in it as much as it used to be. Jack and Kate? Well, the quicker they get off the island, the better!
The one you spent a whole weekend in bed with and who drank up all your liquor, and whom you'd still really like to fuck again although you're relieved he doesn't actually live in town: Entourage. Really, things started out great. Four regular guys trying to survive in the shark-infested waters of Hollywood? How could I not watch. Now it's more "Why am I still watching?" Oh, it has it's moments, but they are now few and far between. You know what? Enough with the Ari already. He is not a part of the entourage, he is the agent! This is one show whose short HBO-length season I was glad to see wrap up. Here's hoping things improve in 2008.
The steady: Heroes and The Wire. I can't choose between the two, so don't try to make me. I followed the same path with both of them. I heard they were good, but paid them no attention. Then, by some chance occurrence, I checked them out.. and was immediately hooked. They are both magnificent ensemble shows that, while you may be able to get into them late, they really reward the steady viewer and are full of the kind of things that you can only pick up after watching an episode again (and again). I cannot say enough good things about either of these shows and, although they both have their weak points (Heroes suffers from what I like to call "Why is this lame character taking up so much time again?!" and The Wire's main flaw is "What twelve episodes? With a year between seasons!?") but they really are great examples of the best of what television has to offer. Now seriously, go watch The Wire. You will not regret it.
The alluring stranger whom you've flirted with at parties but have never gotten really serious with: Dexter. So maybe it started out as a rebound from a past relationship. I mean, certain elements of it reminded me of an old flame who now, appropriately, resides Six Feet Under. Plus, serial killer?! Bonus! Of course the only thing coming between us is the whole not-having-Showtime thing. But I am pretty sure that, with the help of the internet, the two of us will be getting over this minor impediment very, very soon.
The one you hang out with and have vague fantasies about maybe having a thing with but ultimately you're just good buddies 'cause the friendship is there but the chemistry ain't: My Name Is Earl. I was all over it in season one, but by season two I was over it. I don't know if Earl just dropped in quality or if The Office got that much better, but by the midpoint of the season I wasn't even watching anymore.
The one your friends keep introducing you to and who seems like a hell of a cool guy except it's never really gone anywhere: Firefly, Battlestar Galactica, Law and Order:CI, CSI, Smallville, Buffy, Angel, Veronica Mars. These would really be better fit in the category below, only I don't hate them with the soul-consuming fervor as I do what did end up there. Look, I get it that these shows may be "good." But I'm not going to watch them, no matter how many times you try to push them on me. I'm just not. My time is full watching shows that do not involve space, teenage girls or the most annoying detective on the face of the planet. Seriously, leave me alone already!
The one who's slept with all your friends, and you keep looking at him and thinking, "Him? How the hell did he land all these cool babes?": American Idol. Really, why are you people watching this? Don't you know that by continuing to watch you are not only supporting bad television but bad music? Please, for entertainment's sake, just stop. Seriously.
The one your friend has fallen for like a ton of bricks and whom she keeps babbling to you about on the phone for hours, and you'd be happy for her except you just know it's going to end badly: The Sopranos. Somewhere between seasons four and five it just all fell apart. And I started watching late, so what I got was like three excellent seasons followed by two of utter garbage, proving that it really is important to know when it's time to say, "You know what? Maybe it's time to call it a wrap."
The ones you repeatedly cheat on your steady with: Curb Your Enthusiasm, The Office, Rome, Homicide, Carnivale and 30 Rock. Obviously I have commitment issues.
The Same Thing, This Time Heroes-Only
The one who seduced you and fucked you over and broke your heart in a million pieces and laughed about it: Mohinder. His was a slow and steady seduction. It took me a while to get into him, but when I did, it was wonderful. He was smart and funny and had better hair than I did! And have you seen his smile? And then he tried to kill Sylar. And saved Parkman. And cut his hair! These things are borderline unforgivable.
The old flame you don't see very often any more but whom you still really enjoy getting together with for a few drinks and maybe a pleasant nostalgic romp in the sheets: Gabriel. Sweet, innocent Gabriel. (Murder? What murder?) Oh how I miss him. Maybe if I ask nicely, Mohinder can get Molly to locate him for me. (Then I will alert Sylar so that he can take her braaain! WIN!)
The mysterious dark gothy one whom you used to sit up with talking until 3 a.m. at weird coffeehouses and with whom you were quite smitten until and then you realized accepted the fact that he really was fucking crazy: Well, Sylar of course. But be advised that maybe I like him because he's crazy, so it's not like I'd ever be able to leave him alone or anything. My friends may be staging an intervention as I type. But they just don't understand him. (Plus, I fear if I ever did try to leave, it would not end well... for my skull.)
The one you spent a whole weekend in bed with and who drank up all your liquor, and whom you'd still really like to fuck again although you're relieved he doesn't actually live in town: Nathan. He's a total jerk. But he's my jerk, so whatever! Though sometimes I wonder about his relationship with his brother.
The steady: Sylar. See number three. At this point in our relationship, he could pretty much do anything and I'd be like, "Good job on that!" So what if none of my friends would like him him?! They don't know him! They don't understand. Plus, I've seen some of the people they've gotten involved with, so they have no right to judge me!
The alluring stranger whom you've flirted with at parties but have never gotten really serious with: Post-emosplosion, season two Peter. I see a lot of potential there. Ask me about this again in a few weeks.
The one you hang out with and have vague fantasies about maybe having a thing with but ultimately you're just good buddies 'cause the friendship is there but the chemistry ain't: Pre-emosplosion season one Peter. I mean, I get it... he's sweet and caring and not bad to look at, but he's just so... childlike and annoying! We would last five five minutes before shouting at him and hurting his little feelings. And possibly throwing a drink in his face.
The one your friends keep introducing you to and who seems like a hell of a cool guy except it's never really gone anywhere: Kensei. Everyone was all over him before his first appearance and I was like "Umm, okay." Yet, now that I've seen him in action...
The one who's slept with all your friends, and you keep looking at him and thinking, "Him? How the hell did he land all these cool babes?": Claude. I mean, I can see that he has some redeeming qualities, yet the "OMG! Claude's the greatest! When will he be back?!" thing? Totally over my head. He was good for what he did, being snarky and slapping Peter around, but I would not be sad if I never saw him again. Or Mr. Muggles. I hate Mr. Muggles.
The one your friend has fallen for like a ton of bricks and whom she keeps babbling to you about on the phone for hours, and you'd be happy for her except you just know it's going to end badly: Oh, Alejandro. I have seen you, and I like you, really I do. And other people like you too. It's just that we all know that you are not long for this world. It's sad, but it's true. I apologize in advance, but it is not in my heart to go against by beloved f'in crazy nutcase.
The ones you repeatedly cheat on your steady with: Sylar and Nathan. And sometimes HRG. I mean, one can only take but so much of the "I'm just a shy delicate watchmaker routine" before you need a little excitement. Sometimes you've gotta mix it up a bit, right?