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    63 KB Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)02:47 No.15631618  
    You've been... well, there's some dissent on this point, but for now we'll say "blessed". I've had some say "cursed" before. You also might say "cursed", but that would sound ungrateful, wouldn't it?

    Let's see, what exactly have you won? Well, what's your greatest fear, would you say? Take that, it's yours now. A bit ambiguous maybe, that description, but let me finish. Your little gift, your present, is to master your fears, in a way.

    Me? My fear, well, I know better now, I was afraid I was living a lie. My version of reality didn't quite square with what was actually happening, you know? It's true, yeah. Nobody really knows what's true. Contradicting, but that's what you get. What you see, and what I see, neither is right. I suppose I lied a bit. My mastery, what my fears get me, is a bit of the actual Truth. I know what's happening, yeah.

    Wish I didn't.

    I can also, well, sort of... tilt how people see. Where am I? I'm here, right here, but you've got an idea now. I'm not here, am I? I'm right next to you. And that's just fine, isn't it? We're good pals, you and me. That why you're getting this... gift.

    So, what's it, then? What'd you get?
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)02:48 No.15631632
    Understanding.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)02:53 No.15631718
    >>15631632
    You're afraid of understanding? How exactly? What would that even do?

    I'm afraid of heights, so I guess I'd get levitation powers.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)02:54 No.15631720
    what if you dont have any big fears?
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)02:57 No.15631751
    Boredom.

    Whatever it does, it will not be very dramatic.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)02:59 No.15631774
    Bees.

    I fear bees.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)03:00 No.15631779
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    >>15631720
    YOU GET NOTHING, YOU LOSE.
    GOOD DAY, SIR.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)03:02 No.15631805
    >I'm summoning the spiders
    >Thousands, millions of them, all at my command
    >Because I'm Spider Man
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)03:03 No.15631814
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    >>15631774
    You ARE the bees, anon.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)03:04 No.15631828
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    >>15631774
    Oh boy, that's a good one. You can call bees to you. Can't really order them about, but well, they'll go after people you're not too fond of. They'll also crawl. On you. Fly around you, get in your ears and nose and such, in your clothes if they can. When you're not paying too much attention, bees. You wake up, bees. They'll hang around, sting you occasionally. So, have fun with them.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)03:05 No.15631839
    I'm afraid of Spiders. And that I'll never amount to anything.
    Also that I will be forgotten. That one scares me because I KNOW I will be forgotten. I'm just another speck. No matter what I do, how big an influence, I WILL be forgotten eventually. Sure I can stave it off by making a big impact on people, but that's just a stopgap. We will ALL be forgotten eventually.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)03:06 No.15631849
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    >>15631805

    Do you not have the page saved?

    Here you go.
    >> S.T.A.L.K.E.R. 07/19/11(Tue)03:09 No.15631885
    Height and Deep Sea creature?

    What do I get then? The ability to fly and summon giant under water fish out of nowhere?
    >> Frosted Weasel !!dLUhj2yYgMt 07/19/11(Tue)03:09 No.15631886
    Well, I'm not too happy with the unknown, death, being alone, and such. But, my true fear? Being a coward and freezing up when I'm needed most. Yeah, I saw combat, and I didn't do it then. However, now I'm out of shape and out of practice. I really well and truly fear not being able to man up, take charge, do the right thing, and face down trouble when lives are on the line. Probably not something that will happen any time soon, but it could. It could, and I live with that in the back of my head. Every. Single. Day.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)03:13 No.15631917
    >>15631839
    Oh, nice. Damn right, you'll be forgotten. Occasionally, while you're being spoken to. You don't draw much attention, you don't leave much impact. For the most part, that is.

    You've got a fun trick. You can convince people they know you. Everyone remembers you, you're someone rather important. You could also go the opposite way, they've never met you... or their own brother, if you'd like.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)03:13 No.15631927
    >>15631886
    Ability to teleport away from danger. Maybe it goes off automatically if you'd die otherwise. Maybe it's when you're just too scared to stay there. Who can say?
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)03:17 No.15631969
    So fear of death = immortality?
    >> Frosted Weasel !!dLUhj2yYgMt 07/19/11(Tue)03:19 No.15631991
    >>15631927
    I like it and hate it at the same time. Because it does EXACTLY what I don't want.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)03:19 No.15631992
    >>15631969
    In the Nameless One style, though
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)03:20 No.15632003
    >>15631885
    Height? That's all a matter of perception. A two foot drop is nothing, but why are we discussing two feet when the drop from your bed to the ground is quite easily two hundred? Now, you know and I know, that's only two feet down, but that's not what your senses are telling you. Of course, it doesn't matter, you could leap off a cliff and it'd only feel like a good 3-4ft at the most.

    As for the depths, you can feel it, can't you? You're already sinking, the dark around you. Doesn't matter you were just in front of a sink, washing your hands. The light is filtering out, the pressure bearing down on you and... you can feel something, something alien swirling around you. Don't worry though, you're pretty tough, you can take the weight and... the water's not as thick as it seemed, is it? Got good lungs on you, there's oxygen in water, right? Good luck down there.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)03:21 No.15632013
    >>15631991
    What the fuck are you talking about? You're the one dragging that shit into /tg/. You are NOT a fa/tg/uy, you are NOT one of us. You are NOT anon. You will NEVER gain our respect. It doesn't matter how many funny jokes you make or clever threads you create, you will always be an outsider, you will always be the cancer. You're the one who wears that fucking tripcode like you think you're actually worthy of being remembered by any of us. Which is just beyond pathetic. Pretentiousness and arrogance mixed with complete and utter ignorance is a very bad thing.
    >> Frosted Weasel !!dLUhj2yYgMt 07/19/11(Tue)03:23 No.15632033
    >>15632013
    And I thought I needed anger management. I well and truly don't care what you think of me. I just name and trip so I can find my own posts.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)03:28 No.15632074
    >>15631885
    >>15632003
    Oh, boy, bit of a misunderstanding there. No fear of the drink, just the flotsam, the beasties, you find inside. Well, same principle. No amount of water is too small, too shallow, you know they're in there waiting for you. You're right, too. Gotta be careful, the water's too deep for you to see within isn't it? Is it just me, or does it seem to rain everywhere you go? And in the puddles, what is that? Why, you've got friends down in the deep, dark pools. And with friends like these... you won't need enemies.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)03:28 No.15632075
    So, if I'm following the idea correctly:
    My fear is amounting to nothing, to being forgotten.

    So my ability would be just that. People forget me. I'm the guy customs never checks. I'm also the guy whose reservations always go missing.

    My friends don't call anymore, but then I call them, they'd love to hang out. Yeah, table for two. ...I mean three.

    Sometimes, I just pick things up in stores and walk out. Driving can be tricky, though.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)03:30 No.15632093
    >>15632075

    Oops, see you already covered that in >>15631917
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)03:32 No.15632101
    Seems the basic theme is: Your fears are all true, but you're also immune to the basic dangers of them.

    Imagine being afraid of clowns, suddenly there's creepy, knife-wielding horror-clowns everywhere but they never do anything to hurt you. You just wake up with them standing over your bed, staring directly into your face.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)03:32 No.15632103
    I'm afraid that i will never convince an attractive young woman to have sex with me.

    Does this mean i become Don Juan?
    >> S.T.A.L.K.E.R. 07/19/11(Tue)03:33 No.15632116
    >>15632003
    >>15632074
    ...They both sound pretty useful. Espically the Height one. Would make me forget all of my fear and let my jump without being afraid that I'm going to die.
    But the deep sea creature one.
    >And in the puddles, what is that? Why, you've got friends down in the deep, dark pools
    I am so scared right now. Even if it's my ally I'll still be scared. On the bright side if I can gather these puddles enough I can create a mini aquarium with deep sea monster.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)03:34 No.15632120
    Public speaking/agoraphobia.

    Am I Normal-Man?
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)03:38 No.15632148
    I'm afraid of going insane. Does this mean it's already happened? Or is everyone else insane, and I'm the only sane one left. I don't even know.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)03:42 No.15632179
    >>15632120
    You're not too great with words, everything seems to come out wrong. You never seem to reach your audience, and you can't quite remember what you intended to say. Except, well, they listen. Everyone is listening, hanging on your every word it seems. You've gotten quite an audience and they're all rather eager to hear what you've got to say... now, what was that, did you want fries or not?
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)03:44 No.15632198
    I'm afraid of the all permeating all stifling silence. Not as much what lurks there, what hides or causes it, but the vague idea that the silence is, in and of itself, a threatening construct.

    To master my fear? Well it isn't exactly pretty. Instead of silence, or even quiet, I can always a hear a low white noise. A sound that could almost be tuned out if it didn't always shift and change. Music, rythm and pleasant conversation are frequently drowned out by this ever present bastion against the silence.

    I have a new fear now though. What if that white noise is the sound of silence itself? Or what if it stops?
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)03:45 No.15632205
    >>15632148
    Exactly. Your fear is correct, you're insane, but somehow your crazy-person logic is correct. You know that goddamn pixie stole your watch, and you know if you put your sock out as bait and wait for him, that fucker will be back with it and you can nab him. And you're right, he's there, with your watch. Just grab him.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)03:47 No.15632220
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    >>15632205
    I'll fucking get him this time, I know it.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)03:54 No.15632270
    >>15632103
    Your fear is true, you'll never, yourself, convince an attractive young woman to sleep with you. The upside is that you'll find yourself engaged in sexual congress soon enough. She won't be gentle, you won't like it. She guarantees.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)03:54 No.15632273
    I fear being alone. What happens to me?
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)03:59 No.15632303
    >>15632273
    You're alone with yourself. You'll never have any serious friends, or companions, you're not so much shunned by the world as simply separate. Except, there's always you, all of you... each of you. Who needs anyone else, if you want a job done right you do it yourself, right? Well, friendship is more-or-less a job isn't it?
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)04:05 No.15632345
    My greatest fear is going blind. What's my "blessing"?
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)04:07 No.15632352
    >>15632345
    Your eyelids get cut off.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)04:11 No.15632371
    >>15632352

    >I hate original content threads. Please rape my face with your cock
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)04:18 No.15632403
    >>15632345
    You're blind, friend. Can't see a thing. In fact, you can't even read the words on this screen, can you? But that doesn't stop you from knowing what they are. Actually, you know a bit more, don't you? You know all the code running to get these words there to you, from all the way over here. And the walls around you... you know just how they are, down to the most minute of cracks, or even what's living in those cracks. You know where everything is and what it's doing. I'm going to guess you know a bit more than you'd like... but being blind's not so bad is it? You don't really need your eyes at this point... I'm sure they'd only make it worse.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)04:18 No.15632404
    I'm afraid of dying. It's not so much the fear of pain, or my loved ones being left behind..no, it' sthe fear that in one second, I'll cease to exist. One second I have a million thoughts in my head..and then gone. What if I die suddenly? a stray bullet from some idiot on new years? a heart attack or, something worse, right out of nowhere? But more than anything else in the world...I am absolutely horrified of dying in my sleep.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)04:20 No.15632415
    My greatest fear is that my descent into madness will be complete and I will exist only as a confused, erratic shell with only the barest sliver of a sense of self.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)04:20 No.15632416
    >>15632403
    So he's Neo?
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)04:22 No.15632422
    Solitude.

    I'm constantly surrounded by people I don't care for in a place I don't like. I'm afraid I'll never escape it.

    I suppose I'd escape so far I'd never see anyone or anything familiar ever again.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)04:25 No.15632453
    >>15632404
    Gone from one world and into the next. You're not even sure when it happened. You've died, but what's that to you, really? Sure, "you" have ended, you're done. You, as a person, are gone. Still, you've yet to really cease impacting the world. You're being eaten now, by bacteria and bugs, and all sorts of unsavory things. Those bits of you in those things will get taken into something more respectable, and what a ride that'll be. Eventually, I'm sure you'll even end up part of a human again. Several humans, in fact. And then, who's to say what "you" are, and just what death means to you? Dead, but still thinking, a real terror.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)04:26 No.15632458
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    Nothing frightens me more than suffocating or drowning. Basically anything that stops me from being able to breathe.

    I've already nearly had it happen and now people I know make fun of me for refusing to go in any water deeper than my waist and absolutely refusing to go on any kind of boat or ship.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)04:30 No.15632476
    >>15632422
    You'll be with them, and them with you, quite until the day you all cease to exist. We've gone on about cessation of existence and what it really means, but that's besides the point. You're stuck with them, they're stuck with you. Of course, the manner in which your confinement persists is rather negotiable. Are they really who or what you think they are? You're about to find out. You'll come to know them so well, it'll be as though you're all a part of each other. Perfect unity.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)04:36 No.15632507
    >>15632458
    You can feel it now, your lungs burning, you're just dying for a breath of fresh air. Or any breath. But it doesn't stop with your lungs, no. You're feeling the dead blood pumping through you, no meaningful cargo to speak of. Your heart, your brain, struggling to function without that precious oxygen, that true life-blood hidden inside the red. But, after a while, you can't feel it, can you? That heartbeat. Your survival instincts, telling you to suck in that air. You still want it, that refreshing breeze deep in your chest, but you you're not going to get it, and more important is you're not going to need it.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)04:46 No.15632545
    I'm afraid that there is always something nearby that wants to hurt me but is never visible. It's not invisible, it's just out of my field of vision or on the other side of a closed door or under the bed.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)04:47 No.15632548
    >>15632416
    Well, in a bad sort of way. Neo was at one with everything (lol anagram), understanding it. This way, it's just being aware of everything, observing it without necessarily getting the flow of it. I think you're overthinking the first part with computer code.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)04:53 No.15632586
    >>15632545
    It is. Right there, wherever there happens to be, just outside your sight. To the left, or the right, whichever it needs to be at any given time. It's just there for you, of course, so don't worry about anyone... even any particular thing taking notice of it. It's not likely to show in any sort of photo. If you do see it, there's a decent chance it will try to go for it and just take you out then and there. Have you ever noticed how your shadow looks, in just the proper angle? I'd try not to, you might get it mad and then there'll be trouble. Of course, it's saving you for itself. It intends to get you at some point, and it's doing its best to ensure it will be able to, it couldn't stand losing the opportunity.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)05:05 No.15632649
    I have some petty fears, such as fear of strong pain or very mild arachnophobia.
    But my true fear... I can't think of any. I do not fear death. I do not fear darkness. Weird and unknown only attracts me, instead of scaring. I don't fear for anyone's safety, as nobody means anything to me, including myself.
    I'll get nothing, I suppose.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)05:07 No.15632666
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    WRONG.

    You get... A CUPCAKE.
    USE IT WISELY.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)05:17 No.15632726
    >>15632666
    >Triple-sixes
    What if my fear is now cupcakes?
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)05:19 No.15632729
    >>15632404
    It truly won't matter, because you'll never know. Being dead is perhaps the least scary thing imaginable, precisely because nobody ever experiences being dead.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)05:20 No.15632734
    >>15632729
    Nonexistence can be scary for precisely this reason.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)05:20 No.15632735
    I'm blind. Thanks, asshole.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)05:22 No.15632743
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    >>15632726
    YOU GET NO CUPCAKES.
    USE THEM FRIVOLOUSLY.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)05:25 No.15632758
    My biggest fear is that I won't hold up to my own and other's expectation. My biggest fear is that, when lives are on the line, I'll freeze up and people will die. My biggest fear is that, in front of a million people, I will be asked a question and get it wrong.

    My biggest fear is of failure. Failing myself, failing my family, failing my friends. It scares the piss out of me.

    I wonder what power this gets me?
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)05:36 No.15632804
    >>15632758
    At a time when everyone needs you most, you will fail. It will not be a matter of luck, or circumstance. You will unequivocally fail and it will be entirely your fault, a personal failure. Now, since you're so busy breaking down, the world will follow suit. Everyone, everything will cease to function properly. Guns will misfire, cars will screech to a halt, knives will break edge and all men, women and children will despair and lose heart. It will be as if all around you, the world collectively failed. Your fall will be as a well, like gravity unto a black hole, dragging all things down with you.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)05:42 No.15632836
    I guess I fear death most so I think I would become a vampire or something similar, animated and thinking but dead. Just better not be a zombie.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)05:44 No.15632849
    >>15632198
    That's tinnitus, mate.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)05:47 No.15632873
    I'm afraid of failure.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)05:47 No.15632878
    >>15632836
    >>15632453
    Evidently, a piece of you (well, all pieces of you) goes on and integrates into whatever happens to consume it, still with your conscience in it. You get to watch the lives of everyone and everything that chomps on you, and everyone and everything that chomps on them.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)05:52 No.15632891
    >>15632873
    >>15632804
    You become a Failariah, spreading failure around you to the world.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)05:53 No.15632897
    >>15632873
    Not some huge massive thing, I know I have the potential to do crazy things when I get started. I'm horrified of failing myself though, so I rarely try. I'm working on fixing it though.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)05:54 No.15632901
    >>15632891
    hah! right as I posted too!
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)05:58 No.15632928
    >>15632897
    If the whole world's going out like a spotty lightbulb, the definition of failure becomes a bit more obscure. You may not be doing what you would have defined as great, but you're doing great comparatively.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)06:04 No.15632960
    I fear small-talk. I just don't know what to say.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)06:10 No.15632994
    I fear getting turned into one of those raped slut things from /d/.
    >> MrTT 07/19/11(Tue)06:13 No.15633011
    I fear death because I know there is no afterlife and I will just cease existing.
    So... I get to master death? But you could phrase it as "I fear my own death"... am I now immortal or able to inflict death on others?
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)06:22 No.15633057
    >>15633011

    The man squeezes the trigger and puts a .45 round right through your chest, but no matter how much you bleed and how many of your ribs have pierced your lungs your body refuses to give in. As you cross the street one day a bus plows into you, shattering your bones like glass. Yet as you lie there on the asphalt, a crumpled mess that was once a man, something keeps you bound to the mortal realm, something stops you from passing on no matter how much pain you are in.

    ...'congratulations' are in order. You cannot die.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)06:26 No.15633069
    I'm afraid of guilt, of being blamed for everything, of having someone I love curse and despise me. And, on a physical level, of squirming things like worms. So, I guess I'd get to drive people to suicide, and maybe an illusion of becoming a mass of worms.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)06:33 No.15633101
    I'm afraid everyone around me is either using me at their own expense, making fun of me, or actively wishing me harm. Even people I don't know are either mocking me or

    Well, it turns out when you have paranoid delusions the "gift" lets you make sure people are on your side. Because when I want them to, people will want to be my friend. Of course, people are starting to notice they act a little funny when they're around me... I guess it won't be long before they put two and two together and come after me for real.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)06:43 No.15633159
    I'm afraid of being abandoned.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)06:47 No.15633186
    >>15632897
    Well that's cool then, you now have the capacity to save the world. Get to it in your own time...
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)07:51 No.15633539
    >>15631618
    Plants, I'm so fucking afraid of plants. It such a stupid fear but I always imagine them coming alive and eating me in the most horrific of ways
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)07:58 No.15633567
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    Dying unhappy and alone.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)10:17 No.15634315
    >>15633539
    It's alright. You're fine, the plants aren't too dangerous... simply pervasive. They're growing, now, out of your arms, your chest. You're becoming rather like the Swamp Thing I'd say. It's only a matter of time before they start coming from your eyes and ears. But, like I said, you're fine. Don't think of it as being "surrounded", or "covered". It's more... "accompanied by".
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)10:24 No.15634354
    >>15633567
    Alone, well that's for sure. Unhappy... that's subjective. You're the subject though, so I can't really say. You are gonna die, and it's not going to be a pleasant thing. But, we've talked about death here before. Eventually, little bits of you are going to work your way into the bugs and the ground, and then on into plants and big animals, then into people. You may have died, it may have been alone, but you're rather set for company now.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)10:35 No.15634430
    Normally, I'm fine. Don't fear anything, heights, murderers, spiders, whatever.

    Sometimes, normally when I look in the mirror, I get this creeping, paralyzing fear that everything is real. That this is my body and my life. Luckily, this feeling doesn't last long.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)10:48 No.15634521
    It may sound cliché, but my only true fears were to die and to be left completely alone.

    I don't think I've gotten anything yet.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)10:50 No.15634537
    >>15634430
    Oh, boy, you and me. We're quite opposites, I'd say. You're not special, a nobody, living the average life. Quite mundane, you are, and that's a fact. Entirely factual. Facts like that tend to enforce themselves quite well, you got your normality and that has a way of extending on. Nothing amazing ever happens to you, or around you. No crazy streaks of luck, no terrible misfortune either though. You're alone in this lot we've had here, because if you're around then the rest of us cease to be so special ourselves. You live in the real world, and the real world follows you.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)10:52 No.15634554
    >>15634521
    There's been quite a bit on death and loneliness too. Pretty much you get: your conscience spread throughout your physical self, and some sort of split-personality personal duplication thing.
    >> Nothingmancer 07/19/11(Tue)11:04 No.15634629
    I'm afraid of myself. I keep having these dreams where I'm some kind of monster taking over the world, I've stop empathizing with my own family and friends, I don't think I'd be able to bring myself to care if someone I thought I cared about were shot right in front of me. I'm a goddamn monster.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)11:07 No.15634653
    I don't fear the dark, but I fear what lurks within it. Just beyond the reach of the porchlight, waiting for me to step into its domain. Lurking in the corner, when I shut off the lights at night, blending in with shadows. Though I'm certain they aren't there, something in my gut tells me they are and won't allow me to let go.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)11:09 No.15634670
    My deepest fear? To be left without power and to have no control over anything that affects me. That, or to be driven insane by being trapped in an endless void, where I experience sheer nothingness.

    So what do I get? The power to change my fate to whatever I want?
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)11:12 No.15634693
    Spiders.

    No I don't want to turn into a spider.
    I don't want to control spiders.
    Fuck spiders, creepy little venomous bastards.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)11:14 No.15634710
    >>15634629
    A monster? How horrible, how terrifying, how... accurate. No empathy, no reason to care what happens to your supposed friends and family. Now, what if there really is no reason to care? You've got no cause for alarm. It's not like this is the first time you've seen them die. At this point, death doesn't seem to be all that good at actually bereaving you. Lucky you don't have to attend any funerals, they're already back on their feet before that's necessary. You can't shed a single tear for their passing, sure, but you really needn't anyway.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)11:16 No.15634735
    I'm afraid of death.

    So... what? Can I choose when I die? Am I the master of Death?

    This sounds pretty cool to me.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)11:24 No.15634784
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    You know what my greatest fear is?
    That one day I'll snap. I'll have to put up with people and their bullshit just a bit longer than I can stand, and I'll break. Break them. Do something I'll regret.
    ...I think I have a good idea about how this one would turn out.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)11:24 No.15634786
    >>15634653
    Nobody is ever really scared of the dark itself. It's the mystery, just what's inside the black that gets people going. A primal fear, it is, and entirely justified. There are things, waiting in the shadows, and they want you. I won't say what they want you for, that's not mine to tell. Now, you've got an eye for them. Two eyes, even. You can see them and they know it, so they're gonna try to keep away from you, but they'll take offerings. Anyone, or anything, if you can get it in the dark they'll take it off your hands. Try not to immerse yourself too deeply in darkness though, they're still not entirely disinterested in you.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)11:25 No.15634791
    The thing I fear most, what keeps me up at night, is the idea that I can't trust my own perceptions and mental processes. Making a mistake, forgetting something important and having that one slip-up be big enough that it leads to disaster.

    And knowing that it's all my fault.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)11:26 No.15634802
    >>15634784
    You will be directed by Ang Lee?
    Jesus Christ, that's horrifying.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)11:27 No.15634808
    >>15634670

    To elaborate, my greatest fear is that my fate is set, and nothing I do can change it. I must have power, to take control of my fate and overturn it.

    Along with insanity from nothingness, another is that I am not my own person, that all I sense and have learned is a elaborate construct that I may never escape from. Hence, I need power to change my fate.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)11:29 No.15634813
    I'm fucking terrified of being lost at sea, stuck treading water in the open ocean with nothing, no hope of rescue, and no way of getting to shore on my own.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)11:29 No.15634816
    >>15634670
    You haven't got a choice. Not a single one.
    Well, that may not be true. Think of your life as a sort of rail-shooter. You've got a destination, and you're gonna see all the highlights along the way, but the scenery is up to you. Lucky, this means you don't have much to worry about, really. All your choices are superficial, your life is quite planned out. You can just sit back and let life sweep you across.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)11:31 No.15634827
    >>15634693
    Nah, neither so obvious. You don't control the spiders, they're there whether you want them or not. You're the goddamn spiderman and you're not going to like it.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)11:32 No.15634833
    >>15634816

    So I'll know my fate, and only have power to choose how to best enjoy it?

    I suppose I can live with that,
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)11:34 No.15634847
    >>15634791
    You've got it right, you're going to misunderstand, forget, lose your place. Of course, what's really worth remembering is questionable at best. Afterall, if you can't remember it, who's to say if it was really there to begin with? You can't remember a name, precisely, maybe it was Tim, or Tom, whichever you'd like. Could've been Tim, but if you think Tom it is, then it's Tom now. Your losing your grasp on reality, but so is reality.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)11:35 No.15634854
    I'm afraid of people seeing past my mask of normality, of realizing that the man they believe I am never existed at all and that I'm different than them.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)11:39 No.15634878
    >>15634813
    There's a decent chance you're wrong, but it seems to you that even your bathwater stretches across, around and down for miles. You're all alone, can't find your way out, but what do you really need with land? Can't drink saltwater? You can simply spit the salt out, give it a try. Food's abundant, the sea is your bounty. You may be alone so far as human company goes, but have you ever really listened to the waves? You can hear it, can't you? It's like words. Rather, it is words. You're learning to understand them.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)11:44 No.15634898
    I was attacked by a dog when I was a kid, and now I'm terrified of any dog bigger than what I can comfortably punt like a football.

    Even if it's a friendly, tail-wagging fuzzy pet, I'm just scared that when I get too close to it, it'll snap and try and tear out my throat.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)11:46 No.15634905
    >>15634854
    Quite a mask, isn't it. Now, what's behind it? Is that even really you? Do you think you're alone, in this abnormality? No, certainly not. Those masks, yours may be transparent now, you may be feeling a bit exposed but you've got an eye for the seams others have. You can see, can't you, just what everyone else is hiding? You're not something special, the entirety of the normal world is a mask and you're peeling it back. Truth, friend, is an ugly thing.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)11:52 No.15634925
    >>15634898
    That old blood, that mean man-eater wolf, it never really left. That's still in there, in them. Friendly they might seem, but you've got it, they've got a thirst for blood that's gone a long time unanswered. Around you, this blood comes to the fore, the domesticated pup is back to its roots, closer to the wolf than it's been. But they don't like the taste of you, do they? No, the ravenous beast is content to ignore you, terrible meal that you are, but don't rile it up. It may come after you out of anger.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)11:53 No.15634930
    This reads like a Don't Rest Your Head splat.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)11:54 No.15634933
    So... I either control spiders or become some sort of spider monster.

    Either way, this is going to be one of those "falling into a cave full of bats" moments. I'm going to get to work on my costume, I'll have to learn how to work silk into cloth first (might be a bit harder if I'm the one producing it)

    I'll need a name too. I'm not really good with naming things and the best one for this situation is already taken.

    Meh, I'll use it till I come up with something better.

    Alright criminals, lookout, here comes the spider-man
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)11:55 No.15634944
    I can control insects, you say?
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)11:58 No.15634963
    Forgetting who I am.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)12:02 No.15634983
    >>15634933
    >>15634944
    No, there's no control involved. You all can summon your feared bugs, but you can't get them to do shit for you. They're just gonna hang out and fuck up your and everyone else's day.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)12:04 No.15634996
    >>15634878

    Soooo I really am lost at sea, but I become some sort of fish person that can survive there?

    not sure if I like the sound of that.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)12:05 No.15635002
    >>15634983
    Well then I think I'll become an exterminator.

    I'll just get a hazard suit and a gas mask, sit in a house I've filled with bug bombs and call spiders to me.

    Problem solved. I'm Dale Gribbel on Steroids
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)12:06 No.15635007
    I feared the law.
    Now I enforce it.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)12:08 No.15635017
    >Nobody really knows what's true.

    I do, i fuckin do,
    because
    Critical thinking.

    And no, i expect some of you do really belive this.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)12:10 No.15635037
    > i fuckin do,
    >i

    Ahem.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)12:13 No.15635049
    >>15635017
    >herp derp I don't get the point of the thread at all
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)12:15 No.15635064
    I fear power. Over other people, that is. I don't trust myself with that kind of responsibility. So, I assume, mind control.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)12:18 No.15635091
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    Okay, eather I am going to become Spiderman, or I'll manifest some powers that are related to the fear of me being a miserable beta for the rest of my life...
    Fuck.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)12:20 No.15635108
    I have two major fears. One is of driving. Complete dibilitating phobia. I get behind the wheel ans grip the wheel so hard my fingers go numb, and that's before the car starts.

    Other fear is of blood. Not little drops of blood but injuries ranging from a sliced fonger to a gunshot wound. I freak out BAD.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)12:23 No.15635125
    You know what I'm scared of most of all? Not leaving an impact on the world around me. I have no problem with dying, everybody dies at some point. But what if, even as I live I make no real difference in the world? What if, after those years of mine are up, nobody even cares about me? What if everything I try to accomplish amounts to nothing, and I'm forgotten within two generations?

    That's my greatest fear, that I'll never do anything that really changes the world.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)12:23 No.15635128
    >>15635017
    There's a variety of issues with this claim.

    See: The entire philosophical school of idealism.

    The only way you and I can perceive our environments are as a result of our brain's interpretation of sense data. All it takes is one of our methods to differ, and it's possible that you and I are getting totally different results.

    Alternatively, there's the instrumentalist school of science, which suggests science, while extremely helpful, is not, speaking in a technical sense, true. Our understanding of Gravity is just that, our understanding of it, not the full, accurate account of gravity.
    >> Avion !6yM5LZERsk 07/19/11(Tue)12:25 No.15635146
    rolled 4, 3 = 7

    I fear death. It's been flirting with me all my life, and now...What a peculiar situation. Nothing has changed.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)12:28 No.15635166
    Snakes. I hate snakes.

    Seriously though, I do. I freeze whenever I see one.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)12:29 No.15635169
    >>15635108
    Driving, hmm? What is it that's got you so frightened? Crashing, perhaps? The idea that you're controlling a big metal block several times heavier than you? You're going to crash, yeah, that's the bad news. Good news is, you aren't going to be too troubled by it. Your car is going to keep running. Boy, will it run. You're not going to stop it.

    As for blood, just consider all the blood you've got running in you. Now, here's the trick, it's gone. You've not got a single drop left to bleed out, haven't you? Cuts don't bother you much anymore, I imagine.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)12:30 No.15635173
    But... I don't know which of my fears is strongest! I'm not sure if it's my overwhelming fear of death (primarily from old age, other forms are at least for the most part avoidable) or my fear that I'm genuinely a lazy person, or that circumstance will prevent me from accomplishing anything noteworthy in my life...
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)12:31 No.15635183
    I am affraid of horses.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)12:33 No.15635196
    >>15635169
    Not too sure I understand the driving portion. I'm in a car that never stops?

    As for the blood fear, I take it I'm either dead or a zombie...
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)12:38 No.15635246
    >>15635125
    You won't do anything more than anyone else has done, your death will impact the land where you get buried most of all. Of course, being forgotten doesn't imply you'll be forgetting the world anytime soon. Your existence, while unobserved by the world at large, will continue to impact the world in notable ways. You won't ever get that big, lasting monument that everyone acknowledges, but they say the devil is in the details. Yours will be the fate of a wandering plague of, let's say, luck. You can manipulate a few things, here or there, leave life different than it was when you happened upon it. And this will persist unto the end of time, as long as you can... remember.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)13:20 No.15635622
    Yeah thanks, Some gift. I cant even get out od bed without running into people. everywhere not even a moment to myself! I hate people why the hell would you do this to me? Do you get off on fucking with my reality, I feel like I cant fucking breathe most of the time. Fuck you When we all go itso n your head ofr each one who isnt me. My fear? Dying alone.
    >> Cidolfas Orlandu, aka Thunder God Cid !gYjELVKQn6 07/19/11(Tue)13:26 No.15635652
    Amnesia. I am deathly afraid of waking up one day and not knowing who or where I am, how I got to wherever I end up, and so on and so forth.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)13:27 No.15635663
    >>15635652
    You posted that yesterday, when this was up the first time.
    >> Cidolfas Orlandu, aka Thunder God Cid !gYjELVKQn6 07/19/11(Tue)13:29 No.15635671
    >>15635663

    What? No I-

    Oh. You clever bastard.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)13:31 No.15635689
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    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)13:38 No.15635752
    I'm really afraid of the door on the side of a skydiving plane and having to sit teetering on the edge without falling off headfirst or I could get tangled in a parachute and die.

    so... I turn into a half a million quid metal doorframe? Great...
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)13:38 No.15635755
    >>15635652
    Amnesia, poof, no past to speak of. Possibly not even the words to speak it with. Of course, past experiences are how we define ourselves, without them who can you really say you are? Why, perhaps you're looking at this the wrong way? Who, really, are you? You can just drop out of that life, that person, you know that, right? Who are you? Well, who would you like to be? You might think of yourself as a different person, but what's the difference in the long run? You can be anyone, without that baggage called "past", and the world will accept you for who you really are.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)13:48 No.15635823
    I'd hate to actually try to manage a party where everyone has these sort of powers, they're all pretty conflicting and overpowered.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)13:58 No.15635916
    >>15635823
    As someone mentioned above, this is pretty much like Don't Rest Your Head. Powers can be fairly broken, but it's narrative system, so that doesn't actually mean anything.
    >> Cidolfas Orlandu, aka Thunder God Cid !gYjELVKQn6 07/19/11(Tue)13:59 No.15635927
    >>15635755

    ...did I just become the Red Joker from Wild Cards?
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)14:03 No.15635944
    I'm afraid of not being good enough, of not being worthy of what I have, and I dread the day when the world realizes it and everything I love goes away.

    Also being eaten alive, but that's not exactly as existential.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)14:05 No.15635962
    So, we've got some mysterious individual claiming to be handing out magic powers based on your innermost fear. This individual also claims his own powers are based on manipulating the perception of reality. What are the chances he's a sadistic (magic) asshole just using his own powers to trick you into thinking he's granted you any powers? The whole fear thing could be bullshit he made for his own amusement.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)14:24 No.15636096
    >>15635944
    What is worth actually worth, would you say? You're not worth much, you think. Not worthy of much either. So if you're worthless, are you worthy of being worthless? Worthiness is itself worthless, everything is equally entitled to everything else. You can take what you please, but don't expect to keep it.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)14:29 No.15636145
    >>15635962
    Now that's just hurtful, I'd say. Thinking I'd go and do a thing like that, that I could even go and do a thing like that. That aside, I've never said I was in charge of the process, have I?
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)14:35 No.15636188
    >>15636096
    >No inherent worth
    >Everyone is equally entitled to everything

    Your super power is communism. I hope you're proud of yourself.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)14:41 No.15636238
    >>15636096
    >You can take what you please, but don't expect to keep it
    Maaaaaan. I don't like this power at all. I mean, it'd be neat for material things (I think I'd like to watch some tv -yoink-) but for shit like friendship and love? I wanna keep those.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)14:45 No.15636277
    >>15636238
    Then you shouldn't have accepted a power from some randomer on 4chan. You know Satan posts here?
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)14:56 No.15636381
    >>15636277
    Naw dude, Satan wouldn't have mentioned the "don't expect to keep it" part. I would have had to discover it in an ironic way (such as I use my new powers to get a bunch of material wealth, but the love of my life is displeased/suspicious and leaves me, presumably alone in a big empty house, staring blankly at the wall).
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)15:01 No.15636441
    >>15636381
    Didn't you hear? They brought in new regulations. Evil wish granting entities now have to gloat at their victims. The disappointment it all upfront this way.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)15:08 No.15636494
    I fear a special kind of death.

    I fear death without notoriety. I fear death before I have made an impact on the world. I fear death without sharing the utmost my mind has to offer.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)15:08 No.15636496
    >>15636441
    >Evil wish granting entities now have to gloat at their victims.
    I'm not sure if you mean Satan or me, but I'm neither evil nor exactly wish granting.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)15:21 No.15636621
    >>15636496
    Mostly Satan, but the regulations also cover djinn, magical hobos and talking fish.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)15:27 No.15636689
    >>15636621
    Magical Hobo is close, but I do have an apartment.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)16:30 No.15637316
    So, how many of you would actually accept a proposition like this, in-character or out? Get a magic power from a reality-warping hobo (with an apartment) that is loosely based on your greatest fear and might possibly be an elaborate magical ruse?
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)16:33 No.15637345
    >>15637316

    Well, yeah. The upside is that it'd become a lot less scary once you have control of it. This is the point.

    ...Just don't know how far I'd get with a petrification phobia, but...
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)16:45 No.15637454
    >>15637345
    I wonder what petrification would net you. Main theme is your fear is realized, so you would actually become physically petrified, but the upshot is always something that allows you to ignore the negative aspect, like maybe Futurama-Ship style move-the-world-around-you shit.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)16:46 No.15637469
    My greatest fear is needles. So... I can shoot needles, I guess?
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)17:05 No.15637645
    >>15637469
    Not quite, that's a bit boring isn't it. You're going to get all sort of needles in you, but it's not going to both you much. You're not even going to feel it, I imagine. All the skin on you, it's less a wall now and more of a gate. You can let whatever you'd like pass into any part of your body without disturbing anything at all. The same goes in reverse, you can take it back out without a scratch. No pain, no injury, just a bit of a tingle, a jolt, as you watch the object "pierce" your flesh. A Phantom pain, not quite imagined, not quite real, partially based on memory, what you think you should be feeling.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)17:05 No.15637648
    I'm terrified of not having any control over my body. Now, I don't mean that in the traditional "shit bro you possessed" way, but more like...the difference between flying, and driving. I'm terrified of flying because if something happens to the plane...I'm fucked. There's nothing I can reasonably do to change the situation I'm in. Driving, on the other hand, lends me a few more options. I can at least try to save myself. Same thing with caves and the ocean. Oh, and being unable to move my limbs especially.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)17:17 No.15637764
    >>15637648
    Inertia, it's an interesting concept, isn't it? You start moving, and if not for forces pushing you back you'd keep going forever. It seems like sometimes though, you forget about all the resistance and your inertia keeps you going long past the time it should have. You'll start and you won't stop, just continuing on without tiring. You don't even have to be going particularly fast, or even entirely moving your whole body. You don't even have to be walking. You're not tired though, you didn't really hurt yourself running into things either. Whatever the activity, you were comfortable doing it the whole time, but once you were set upon the task, you simply couldn't stop. Try not to walk towards the ocean, or into traffic though.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)17:20 No.15637799
    What I fear most out of anything is a loss of identity. Something happens, to the brain, to the body, to the mind, to the soul, that changes me into someone, something else...maybe someone worse, but who can remember who I used to be and wishes he could go back to being me, but...that is impossible. Alzheimer's, brain damage, all that shit, just drives me nuts with existential terror.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)17:23 No.15637825
    >>15637799
    I'd guess pretty much see:
    >>15635755

    Loss of Identity and loss of Memory are reasonably interchangeable.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)17:29 No.15637894
    >>15635246
    And what if I've forgotten? How is it then that I can tell what I need to remember, and how can I reclaim the things I have already forgotten?

    Guess I better start a journal.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)17:29 No.15637897
    I'm afraid that everyone I know is talking shit about me behind my back.
    >> Kender Rights Activist 07/19/11(Tue)19:06 No.15639035
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    You now know Exactly what people are saying behind your back, good or ill. Every time someone mentions your name while meaning you in context, you hear that sentance and the next five after in the conversation.

    I fear giving in to the occasional urges to do something horrible; that all my attempts to do something good and kind will result in something worse than the problem I was trying to solve.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)19:08 No.15639057
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    Rar.
    >> Kender Rights Activist 07/19/11(Tue)19:15 No.15639117
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    You Again?!
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)19:17 No.15639134
    I fear being alone, waking up on day to find everyone gone. I think that would send me over the edge.

    So I guess, my power would be popularity. There is always someone to hang out with, if I feel the need. I dunno, what do you guys think I'd get?
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)19:21 No.15639166
    I am afraid that a certain girl will die or be taken away before I can have her.

    My mastery is being alpha as fuck.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)19:28 No.15639226
    60sspiderman.jpg
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)19:32 No.15639249
    I am having these dreams of being crushed in a deluge, a grain in a sea of huge boulders rolling down the hill, under me and over me, smashing me everytime we touch. Also a very strange and somehow incredibly scary dream of being a small stem of some grass or something and suddenly realizing myself being inside a tree, as the stem, being crushed from all sides by what is basically me, but so much stronger, not a bit less delicate, just brutally powerful, unknowing of it's hardness and power itself destroying something else. I don't fear anything otherwise, but sometimes these fears scare me.

    Analyze the shit out of this.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)19:35 No.15639293
    >>15631618
    I fear horny, attractive sluts.

    What do I get?
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)19:38 No.15639319
    I fear being late, of having no knowledge of the time, and of generally being uncertain about what my precise 4th dimensional moment is. Call it a generalised order/amnesia fear, if you like.

    Any ideas as to what my power would be?
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)19:42 No.15639361
    >>15639319
    Slowing time for others, but never for yourself. You can profit from this power in slowing dome someone else, but you can't ever use it to make yourself faster. You can make others be late, bu can't make yourself be at time. That way you keep your fear, but don't have to actually look at it ever again.

    Alternatively, ZA WARUDO

    Alternatively, Homura returning in time to redo stuff until you do everything on time. You travel as yourself and with concentrated will, once you die anyhow it's game over.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)19:54 No.15639471
    I fear being touched and touching people. (childhood trauma, long story).
    To master it? I guess my skin turns into iron. I will feel nothing, and nothing will be able to damage or pierce my surface. Nothing to be afraid of.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)20:01 No.15639542
    >>15639293
    Herpes.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)20:07 No.15639602
    >>15639249
    I'd have to say, it sounds like you're afraid you're losing a part of yourself, the grain or the stem, to changes in your overall self, the deluge or tree. So, your mastery would realize the loss of that part of you, but it would be replaced by an understanding of your inner self and those of others. At the cost of losing a piece of yourself, you gain the freedom to look within and truly discern the nature of your own self and others.

    Sounds too positive, probably.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)20:12 No.15639657
    Another fear of dying here.
    Slightly different take on the power though:
    I would actually assume that lots of things would die around me, but I would always 'miraculously' survive whatever terrible event happened. At least until dying of old age.
    Witness death all the time, always coming close but never quite being killed.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)20:25 No.15639774
    I have a fear of burning, not fire but actually burning.
    When I was 10 I was on a camping trip with my family and a couple other families and one of my friends fell into a big campfire we had and I saw the whole fucking thing.
    she ended up with well over 3/4 of her face reduced to scar tissue losing most of her nose and lips, her entire left arm is nothing put a big pile of scars and she lost all 5 fingers on that hand.
    so what do I get?
    This shit gave me nightmares well into my late teens and every once and a while I see her around town and I am remember her screams.This shit fucked up my life for a while but what always gets me is she is the most fucking cheerful person I have ever met and has never let anything get her down.
    >> sage 07/19/11(Tue)20:37 No.15639873
    I fear being exposed. I dread more than anything else that my lies will all fall appart, that there really is both a universal observer and justice in the world, and that Everyone, including myself, will have to look on me as I truly am.

    I fear that I will waste my potential, that I was giving a gift, including a disproportionately huge portion of the earth's resources my entire life and a 99th percentile IQ, and I will do nothing but continue to senselessly be a drain on the world.

    what do i get, for either or for both?
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)20:44 No.15639926
    i fear losing time. every time any media has memory loss as a small element of the plot i freak out and can't understand why everyone in universe isn't losing their minds and focusing on that. if i can't remember it, it never happened, relative to me, and if my memory can be erased what's ensuring that what i think i remember is the truth?
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)20:47 No.15639944
    Giant Squids and Open Water.
    If both, I'm likely to flip my fucking shit all over your shit.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)20:53 No.15639984
    >>15639602
    Oh, it sound very right, though. Thanks.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)21:05 No.15640095
    >>15639774
    Oh, fire, ravenous beast chained ever so lightly by civilization. It burns all that it is fed, with no mind for friend. That burn is the real danger, the dancing light of the flames can damage the eyes but poses little threat otherwise. What is the fire without the burn though? Nothing, but the burn without the fire still has its threat unshielded. You're burning now, and so you'll remain, but like a fire without, you're not being consumed by the burn. You've got the burn and it calls to like, you can draw in burn, pain, hate and feed it to the burn within you. Your skin warps as the heat builds within you until it cracks and snaps and pours the burn out. You feel the burn, you feel it, but you let it pass through you, and it leaves no lasting mark, despite the everlasting pain.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)21:13 No.15640194
    My greatest fear is hurting the woman I love.

    ...Fuck, I don't wanna play this game if I'm right as to where this is going.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)21:27 No.15640316
    >>15639873
    The fear of exposure, that dread wicked self within dragged into the light and the realization that the wicked self and the face you wear are the same thing, it's always a downer I have to say. They'll find them, they'll see you for what you are. All your innermost darkness will be revealed, for all the world to see. But who's to say your darkness will be alone, pitiful in its ugliness and solitude? You can see their darkness, if you look, and draw it out. In facing the light shining on your own darkness, you'll become like the light. No secret shall persist within your gaze.

    A mind's a terrible thing to waste, it's said. That's up for debate, but we'll go with it for now. Your head's filled with all the machinery to grind out solutions, to puzzle out puzzles, calculate and plan, but it's all gone unused. You've wasted your smarts and worsened the world for it. Now though, everything is sort of starting to click. You've got a knack for seeing through to answers. It's kinda compulsory now. You know what's right and wrong with everything, don't you? And it's your job to set wrong to right.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)21:34 No.15640359
    >>15639035
    >>15639117
    What's this robot thing from?
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)21:35 No.15640368
    >>15640359
    Nox, from Wakfu. He's a time wizard. Can't say too much, Wakfu's not considered "/tg/ related".
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)21:37 No.15640378
    I would say my biggest fear is to not be remembered and to not influence a lot of people.

    Mind and Memory Control I would guess.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)22:04 No.15640552
    >>15640378

    Oh no, brother. People remember you, alright; they hang on your every single word, gather in great numbers from the four corners of the earth just to hear you speak, to listen to what you have to say. You're a mover and shaker, all right, they say. You're right, and we better go tell the world.

    And they do set out, and they do spread the word, 'cept you are a part of the word no longer. And you watch as, bit by bit, the world changes to reflect what you believe, except you aren't a part of it. You may end up being the greatest statesmen in history, but no one will see you in the street, no one will know what you did. Everything other than the basics of your message shall vanish with the departing crowd.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)22:06 No.15640578
    I do believe this deserves an archive. What do you fine fellows think?
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)22:07 No.15640581
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    What about the fear of death itself
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)22:14 No.15640656
    >>15640194
    Actually, damn it all, I'm curious. What will my abusive superpower be?
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)22:16 No.15640683
    >>15639873
    Tell us about your lies.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)22:17 No.15640695
    >>15639873
    Tell us about these lies
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)22:25 No.15640766
    The end of my existence with my life, and of losing my mind. I now Am. I exist and will exist, and my mind will be mine no matter what happens.

    I really wish it wasn't so.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)22:34 No.15640853
    >>15640656
    >>15640194
    Alright, I hadn't actually gotten word for that one, but they're willing to take it. You've done it now, haven't you? Lost control, made some hasty mistakes. Your anger got the better of you and you've misdirected it rather badly. So, what exactly have you done? Taken you anger and translated it to pain, exploded more-or-less. So, what sort of dynamo does this make you? You don't even have to move any more, your body has become unnecessary for the transfer. The angrier and angrier you get, the more pain washes out from you like a wave. But, you don't have to let it, you can translate the anger directly to pain right inside. Can you bear the pain to keep from lashing in anger?
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)22:43 No.15640947
    >>15640578
    Decent DRYH-style power writefaggotry. I'd agree.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)22:49 No.15640991
    >>15640853
    You bet your ass I'd keep it inside.

    There's a good reason why I fear harming my girlfriend more than death itself.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)23:23 No.15641290
    >>15640578
    >>15640947
    I put in the request, but had a typo in the title.
    Vote now:
    http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive.html
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)23:28 No.15641338
    I'm scared of pain.

    Not mental or emotional pain, but physical pain. I don't generally play sports or do risky activities like sky-diving or water skiing or whatever because I'm terrified of something going wrong and having to just lay there in agony with no way to make it stop.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)23:34 No.15641380
    I'm afraid of other people finding out about what I really am, so I suppose that translates into invisibility or etherealness or something.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)23:39 No.15641440
    You know how people talk about finding their "true" self, listening to their heart and all that "be yourself" bullshit?

    Lately I've been starting to realize that I have no true self, just a shell of learned behaviors and social graces mimicked from other people, adapted to different situations. And that thought terrifies me, that I'm just a hollow persona with no depth other than what I display to other people.

    So what does that translate to? Some sort of shapeshifting power?
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)23:44 No.15641480
    >>15641440
    You gain the ability of choice, Anon.

    Use it wisely.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)23:45 No.15641485
    >>15641338
    Pain's alright. You're going to be seeing quite a lot of it, I imagine. You're, well, fragile now. Every little scrape and jolt seems to tear and snap, but despite the awareness of the pain of each hit, you find you never actually take it. Any damage that should hit you is shunted off, to someone or something else. A real bruiser, they don't even know it hit them since they didn't get the pain. That's all for you, still.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)23:49 No.15641518
    >>15641440
    There's not really much to speak to here is there. Plenty to speak about, but to who is it really going? What sort of thing are you? If the whole is equal to, or possibly even less than, the sum of its parts, what's the point in keeping them together? You can shed, if you catch my meaning, certain bits of yourself and puppet them about, through the filter of what sort of thoughts you shed. If you let them all slip away though, what's really left?
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)23:50 No.15641522
    What kind of powers do I have with the irrational fear of getting murdered? Or seeing a goddamn face outside the window/in the mirror at night? Those are the only things that "scare" me.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)23:56 No.15641574
    >>15641485
    Hmm, inspired to do a little writefagging for this one.

    The man advanced on the huddled figure in the alleyway, the orange glow of the streetlight reflecting off of the wicked, serrated knife he held aloft.

    "You could've just taken the easy way out, huh? But no, you had to play hero, and now where's it going to get you? Nothing but pain, my friend!"

    The figure shakily got to his feet, struggling against the dirty brick wall behind him, only to be brought down again by the knife thrust into his chest, once, twice, three times. Lying on the ground, wracked with spasms of white-hot agony, the man stabbed manages to gasp out a few words.

    "Pain...

    You know nothing... of pain."

    Confused, the man wielding the knife brings it low, and lifts up his hand to see blood - his blood - on his hand, dark and shiny in the soft orange radiance of the streetlight. Now he falls, and the other man rises, still panting, still shivering, but still intact.

    "But I do."
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)23:58 No.15641588
    I'm afraid of being alone.
    >> Anonymous 07/19/11(Tue)23:59 No.15641594
    >>15641522
    You've got a friend, yeah. Friend may not be the most technically accurate term, but it's what we'll be using. He just wants to keep an eye on you, you see. Just a little peek here or there. He doesn't mind if you stare back, he's not too shy. Of course, your friend's got a bit of a vested interest in you. Afterall, he's got to help you out, that's what friends are for. Eventually, your blood is going to be on his hands, and he can't let it get tainted before that happens. If everything goes right, you should be back on your feet, your friend with you, not too shortly after. Then you'll just need to find the next one like you and start keeping an eye on them, your new friend.
    >> Anonymous 07/20/11(Wed)00:07 No.15641653
    I'm scared of other people finding out that I'm trying to analyze them, that they're just a passing oddity that is to be observed and noted, and that I don't care about them in the slightest.
    >> Anonymous 07/20/11(Wed)00:17 No.15641713
    My greatest fear is that the entire way I think is completely wrong, and I'm damaged on some fundamental level. After that, having the knowledge to do things of import, but find myself utterly lacking the capacity to follow through.

    What do you have for me kind sir?
    >> Anonymous 07/20/11(Wed)00:27 No.15641791
    >>15641653
    Is it not obvious? They've always known. They've been putting on a show for you, giving you something to analyze. Have you been keeping track, paying attention? The pieces should all fit together now, with a glance you can deduce names, origins, and even some amount of their life story.
    >> Anonymous 07/20/11(Wed)00:34 No.15641839
    >>15641713
    You know, we're a lot alike. You've got it right, or rather, you've got it wrong. You don't think the same as the rest of them, though I'll say "wrong" is subjective in this case. Your thoughts are as true as theirs, or rather equally false. Of course, the difference is you've caught on. That sense of wrongness, it's not compared to the rest of them, it's compared to the truth. You can impose that wrongness onto people, get it? Take their ideas and just, well, wrong them up. Obscure their perception of the truth even further. In doing so, you'll take some of that wrongness you've got, cleanse it away and come even close to the truth yourself. I'll be seeing you there.
    >> Anonymous 07/20/11(Wed)00:41 No.15641872
    >>15641485
    >>15641594
    >>15637764
    >>15640095
    >>15640316
    1) I want this to be the next nWoD game I play
    2) I want that guy to run it
    >> Anonymous 07/20/11(Wed)00:45 No.15641900
    >>15641872
    And what might your fear be?
    >> Anonymous 07/20/11(Wed)00:45 No.15641902
    >>15640695
    >>15640683
    >>15639873
    No. Even to anonymous strangers online. Thus the whole primal fear thing.
    >> Anonymous 07/20/11(Wed)00:46 No.15641910
    >>15641900
    I'm this guy
    >>15639873
    >> Anonymous 07/20/11(Wed)00:50 No.15641949
    I'm afraid of corpses. Not even walking ones, the plain old inert ones. This can't lead to anything good.
    >> Anonymous 07/20/11(Wed)01:03 No.15642033
    >>15641949
    Ah, the deceased. Venerated, honorable, regal... stinking, rotting corpses. The fear doesn't lie in what you've actually got in your sight, the flesh is cold, the muscles rigid. That thing ain't getting ready to do anything anytime soon, is it? No, what the dead represents is what's got you all jittery. You're frightened by the fact that what used to be a walking, talking, living person is now a chunk of meat fit for the worms. It's certainly not pleasant to meander on, is it? Well, the basics of it go, that's just more fear of death isn't it? Yours is a bit different though, you don't seem to interested in your own eventuality, just pondering the passing of others. So, how'd you feel to find the dead, while dear indeed, aren't entirely departed? Not to say they're trapped in there, though also not to say there aren't some that are... but some little bit of them still hangs about, still gives you that feeling that you're looking at a human being. There doesn't need to be. In fact, they'd be better off without it. So, here, try this, you can sort of... pluck the dead from the remains. Take a peek in, learn a bit about their life, and truly set their rested to rest.
    >> Anonymous 07/20/11(Wed)01:36 No.15642276
    If anyone reading this thread plays or thinks they may play Don't Rest Your Head, you might want to take notes. Good Madness powers are hard to come by.

    I'm afraid I may have wasted my potential. That I might be capable of doing something great, but somewhere along the way I settled for something far less amazing because it was easier. And sometimes I'm afraid that I'm wrong, that I never could have amounted to more than I am now.
    >> Magus O'Grady 07/20/11(Wed)01:44 No.15642324
    I'm afraid of failing. I'm afraid of not being good enough. For my job. My girlfriend. My friends. My life. I'm afraid I'll fail each of them at a critical time.

    So thank you. From the bottom of my heart, thank you. Your gift has alleviated my fear of failure, and with it, the possibility of failure. As its master, failure is something I can now simply choose not to do. Your gift has given me perfection, of a sort. If you'll excuse me, I have thinking to do, medical school to apply to, and a bar exam to take.
    >> Anonymous 07/20/11(Wed)03:37 No.15643019
    still want this thread to be alive in the morning bump
    >> Anonymous 07/20/11(Wed)05:04 No.15643413
    >>15643019
    I'll assist you
    >> Anonymous 07/20/11(Wed)07:17 No.15643945
    So we get the "cure" to whatever we fear most?

    I'm scared of being alone and of people hating me or thinking badly of me, so I'd perhaps get the ability to control what people think of me or to make people want to know me.
    >> Anonymous 07/20/11(Wed)07:19 No.15643950
    Bump for the morning crowd.
    >> Anonymous 07/20/11(Wed)07:21 No.15643954
    i'm afraid of zombies
    >> Anonymous 07/20/11(Wed)07:22 No.15643960
    Sharp objects. Normally, I'm ok with them if I see them in media or in videah games or whatnot. But if someone else is holding a knife or something sharp, I am just like nope.jpg

    I'm also afraid of super violence and gore. Even if it's meant to be cheesy, it still makes me squeamish. I prefer someones insides staying on the. ..well, inside.
    >> Anonymous 07/20/11(Wed)09:58 No.15644736
    I'm afraid that I'm somehow less than human; that my existence and personality are somehow hollow, an act. What does that leave me?
    >> Anonymous 07/20/11(Wed)10:55 No.15645112
    i have a few fears.

    sometimes when i lose some of my concentration or when i'm angry i say things that have great emotional impact on the recieving person, almost all of the time in a bad way. i try really hard not to do it and i have caught myself from saying these things many times before but occasionally at the end of the day after hard work something slips out and then someone ends up in tears.

    i fear those moments, i hate those moments and trying so hard not to do it is so... tiring.
    >> Anonymous 07/20/11(Wed)10:56 No.15645135
    Im afraid of one simple thing... I dont really know how to say it with one word but imagine you did everything you were supposed to do that day and then before you go to sleep, someone says to you "Wake Up". And then you wake up, again on that same day, with a freaking deja vue feeling.
    That Is My Only Fear.
    >> Anonymous 07/20/11(Wed)10:59 No.15645151
    >>15643954
    The walking dead, a real live(-ish) horrorshow. When hell's got no room left, et cetera. So, you've got the less than living taking a swing at the living. This isn't quite the situation the dead are used to, it's less dislike for their living counterparts than it is driven by confusion. It's quite unsettling to see the face of someone you know moved around by something you don't, isn't it? So, why don't you get to know them? You get a good idea what's behind their head, you can get them to understand just what they're doing.
    >> Anonymous 07/20/11(Wed)11:00 No.15645167
    >>15631779
    >>15631720
    Great. Thanks for nothing.
    >> Anonymous 07/20/11(Wed)11:02 No.15645172
    >>15640581
    Kinda skipped this one
    >> Anonymous 07/20/11(Wed)11:08 No.15645226
    >>15632033

    i have never had any trouble finding my posts, dont you recognize your own writing? is it some sort of script?
    >> Anonymous 07/20/11(Wed)11:08 No.15645230
    >>15643960
    See a knife and go all to pieces, do you? Well, do you? Fear of the blade, of getting cut, of having bits of you taken off you. If you didn't fall apart before, you're going to now. See, the blade that cuts doesn't exactly have to hurt you. I mean, it will hurt yes, but not quite... damage. The pieces you've lost still fit with the one's you've got left? Just slap them back together, clean as can be. You've got a bit of trouble keeping from getting cut, but it hardly matters now, does it?
    >> Anonymous 07/20/11(Wed)11:09 No.15645233
    >>15645172
    Death has been done to death in this thread. It'd be redundant.
    >> Anonymous 07/20/11(Wed)11:18 No.15645297
    >>15644736
    Of course, how very inhuman, inhumane. You haven't got much in the way of a soul, do you? Provided souls exist, that is. So what have you got where your soul should be, hmm? A whole lot of nothing, all sorts of nothing, every variety of nothing. How's osmosis go? High concentration areas tend to flow into low concentration areas until their concentration is equalized, right? How's it, to have a soul that's taken from whatever little bits leaked out from those around you?
    >> Anonymous 07/20/11(Wed)11:26 No.15645343
    >>15645112
    Got you hate on broadcast, haven't you? Got thoughts of infinite bitterness, born from anger and tuned to strike with the deepest resonance, right at their weakest point. Got a pretty good understanding of being hurtful, that's true enough. That's only gotten more true, now. You understand just what to say, all the time, for the greatest emotional impact, but it doesn't all have to be negative. You've got the words to inspire, console, and regale. Just keep watch on that hateful stinger, your words pierce ever so much more.
    >> Anonymous 07/20/11(Wed)11:30 No.15645374
    You know whats scary? Try smiling as devilish you can, showing your teeth infront of the mirror, with flashing lights

    And also try to tell yourself a lie, something like the mirror picture you see is alive and will hurt you, rip you apart and take over your life.
    >> Anonymous 07/20/11(Wed)11:36 No.15645430
    >>15645135
    We've met before, haven't we? In fact, I'd say it was right here, too. Decent chance I said the same things I'm saying now, and you responded quite the same as you will now. You probably get a lot of that, don't you? Everyone's familiar, you've already been everywhere you've ever gone before. Can't be though, there's got to be a first time for everything, hasn't there? Who's to say which time was the first though? Or which time you're currently at? Deja vu, all over again.
    >> Anonymous 07/20/11(Wed)14:10 No.15646688
    >>15645430
    ...mind = blown
    >> Anonymous 07/20/11(Wed)17:04 No.15648678
    Let's keep this around a bit longer.
    >> Anonymous 07/20/11(Wed)19:34 No.15649991
    I'm terrified of not being in control of my own actions, as in something else controlling my body and all I can do is watch and scream inside my own brain. Or accidentally controlling someone's body, as in I am the intruder and someone else is the one screaming inside their brain, I just can't hear it.
    >> Anonymous 07/20/11(Wed)19:49 No.15650106
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    As a kid I used to have nightmares, horrible stuff.
    As I grew older I started taking inspiration from them, using the images to make hideous, monstrous figures of clay, antagonists for the hero's quest. And the nightmares subsided.

    But one remained, I am 18 years old, and it still haunts me. It's just a slide show of images, completely senseless and unrelated, but they are accompanied by a distinct emotion.
    Guilt, overwhelming guilt and realization of having epic;y failed at... something, enough to let down CONTINENTS worth of people.

    That's my only fear, OP. Doubt you can actually turn it in my favour in any way.
    >> Anonymous 07/20/11(Wed)19:58 No.15650185
    >>15650106
    The absolutely worst nightmare I have ever had was set at night on the street my parents lived on when I was young. It was a small development, and at the corner there was a single high street light. Because of the general lack of occupants near that end of the street when night fell, the light illuminated a circle of pavement, and nothing else; my nightmare recreated this remarkably effectively. In the dream I stand next to the light, and an empty aluminum can is being moved across the street through the light. It's moved in a jerking fashion as though kicked each time, or pulled on some invisible string.

    Embarrassingly, this is the entirety of the dream, or at least what I can remember, if there is more, I cannot remember it. All I know beyond this is that the dream will end and I will be in my bed; cold sweats, nighttime paralysis, wracked with fear like I've never felt it before.

    Seriously, the dreams I have of columns of twisting churning fire miles in diameter and extending into the deep of space are not scary, they're awe inspiring, but that damn can...
    >> Anonymous 07/20/11(Wed)19:59 No.15650202
    I am afraid of the zombie apocalypse. I have nightmares of running away from an ever-present, undead danger, of being devoured ceaselessly and of wandering the world as a distant, undying visitor, always hungry.

    In my dreams, I always lose.
    >> Anonymous 07/20/11(Wed)20:04 No.15650242
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    This is nightmare thread now!!!
    At least until OP is back
    >> Anonymous 07/20/11(Wed)20:07 No.15650272
    >>15650106

    Yours' is the strength that comes from knowing that failure is not an option. Sure, you could crash your bike or kick open some teeth, but you're not better than that; you're better than everybody.

    You have to be, because if you aren't, you'd disappoint every living being you've ever met, plus everybody else, too. From this conviction, you draw the stability and fortitude of mountains, taking everything they've got to throw against you and then ten times more.

    You're unstoppable, but then again... you have to be.
    >> Anonymous 07/20/11(Wed)20:10 No.15650297
    I'm afraid of whatever is outside, as in, I can't look out a window at night for fear that something will pull me through, and I can't look into a mirror either. In fact, I'm afraid that there could be something behind me as I type this, hiding in the corner of my room, waiting to 'get' me.

    So I suppose that means I can hide anywhere. I could be standing right beside you and you wouldn't notice, even if I just stood slightly out of view. I could watch you and make sure you weren't watching me.
    >> Anonymous 07/20/11(Wed)20:11 No.15650304
    >>15650272

    Frigging wow.
    >> Anonymous 07/20/11(Wed)20:12 No.15650318
    >>15644736

    You know that feeling you sometimes have, of wearing a mask, of being watched?

    That feeling is you. You are the one watching yourself. You are the cause, and the target, of your own paranoia. The feelings of selfdoubt stem from your own perceived lack of substance and it, like everything else you are, you constructed out of gossamer dreams and whatever other etheric flotsam you could find.

    And from building yourself, from patching together leaking faucets and poorly-mortared bricks, you have come to understand the flaws of others. Their fears, their worries, their hates... all the things that cause them to crack in the shadows. You see them, and they are made plainly available to you - a dreadful keyboard of human emotions, feelings in button format.

    Tantalizing.
    >> Anonymous 07/20/11(Wed)20:15 No.15650355
    I don't usually have nightmares, but sometimes I get freaked out at how very very real the dream feels.

    I mean, it is a dream, so sometimes the air feels like water (and I swim in it), other times I am a crazy scientist hijacking the eiffel tower for some experiment involving eletricity.

    But when I eat something, I can feel the taste.
    When I touch something, I can feel the material, the weight, sometimes even the texture.
    I can even feel the wind lashing at my face.

    I just can't really control my dreams or my actions inside of it. And I remember my dreams almost every single day.

    Once I dreamt I was immortal and asked the witch who did it to me to undo it, and she did.
    And I really felt like I died. The most weird thing was waking up ad realizing I wasn't scared of "being dead" in the dream.
    >> Anonymous 07/20/11(Wed)20:17 No.15650380
    >>15645233
    We have fear of non-existence and related
    Not fear of the concept of death
    Of course the OP bitched out with the death answers too.
    >> Anonymous 07/20/11(Wed)20:17 No.15650386
    >>15650297

    There's always something right out of view, right behind the door, just outside the light... and it is you.

    You are blessed with the ultimate stealth ability. You are always just outside the edge of hearing, the line of sight... there exists no sensor on Earth that can detect you. Like a ghost, you drift across the sensory interface of every being whose path you cross, always not quite there, always the strange sound heard at the cusp of awakening from sleep. Your ability lets you go anywhere, and you do; the greatest museums, the most secret military installations, the oddest scientific labs. You've dined in the Louvre, you've danced on top of the missiles in their silos on both sides of the Iron Curtain, you've explored every archive, every nook, edge and cranny of every place because there is nowhere where you cannot go.

    You can go anywhere, do anything... but who would ever, ever know?
    >> Anonymous 07/20/11(Wed)20:31 No.15650538
    >>15640581

    There is no such thing as "fear of death". A fear of death will always under close scrutiny turn out to be mash-up of other, seemingly unrelated fears - mostly the fear of non-existence, fear of the unknown and fear of pain, in some form.

    Death is incomprehensible. We understand our world in terms of twos; light, dark, heat, cold, life, death. Death is the opposite number of life, but whereas the other items are both understandable, life entails everything we can know, and death entails nothing that we can know. You cannot fear what you do not know. You can fear the unknown, but even that is only fear based on the edge of knowledge, like a picture of an orb, seen in inverse.

    Death is incomprehensible. Fear of death is meaningless.

    Understand, and be free.
    >> Anonymous 07/20/11(Wed)20:35 No.15650584
    >>15640552
    >>15640552
    But... then my fear comes true... I thought this was a way to twist our fears so it looks like we never experienced them. I thought I would end up becoming misinterpreted and considered worse than Hitler until the end of days or something.

    I'm a selfish bastard, I wish to see the world change in my image because it's MY image, and I wish people to remember and revere ME if it's just like mine but not mine, it's useless. To be accursed is better than to be forgotten.
    >> Anonymous 07/20/11(Wed)20:38 No.15650616
    I fear nothing.

    Well, that's not entirely exact. I get the adrenaline kicks out of tangible danger, or out of being surprised, and will automatically hesitate before subjecting myself to danger unless I had made up my mind beforehand.

    But I don't fear hypotheticals. I have no fears that could be deemed irrational, and I don't fear that are actually considered quite normal to fear. In particular, I have no fear response at all in situations that are beyond my control; for instance, very strong turbulence on a flight. I took the recommended steps and after that I just kind of took the motion like if it were a rollercoaster while people around me yelled and cried. My reasoning is that if I can't realistically affect a situation, there's no reason to get physically agitated over it. If someone randomly pointed a gun at my face on the street my heart would go into overdrive, but if I were gagged and tied up in a chair when the same thing happened, I reckon I'd remain perfectly calm.

    People seem to have quite a hard time believing this, but I'm more concerned about the fact that I can't understand their fears.
    >> Anonymous 07/20/11(Wed)20:39 No.15650638
    >>15650616

    As the only person in this thread, you will leave as you came: with nothing.

    By my reckoning, that makes you the luckiest person here.
    >> Anonymous 07/20/11(Wed)20:40 No.15650641
    I'm afraid of failure.
    WHAT THE FUCK NOW.
    >> Anonymous 07/20/11(Wed)20:41 No.15650649
    My greatest fear by far is losing control of myself. Again.

    The last time that happened I was in a fistfight with my father. It took ten years to make that right, for both of us. The scariest part is that I was able to rationalize and justify everything I did before I lost control. I KNEW I was right, and he was wrong. But it got out of hand, and the neighbors called the cops.

    I don't remember everything that happened. I just remember being hit and then seeing red. I came to in the back of a patrol car, I looked out a window and saw my mother and siblings crying, watching an ambulance pull away from the house.

    The most frightening aspect, for me, is that I was not in control of my own actions. That is what I regret, and that breaking point, that loss of control is my fear.
    >> Anonymous 07/20/11(Wed)20:42 No.15650662
    >>15650538
    I take fear of non-existence and fear of death as the same thing.

    Death is when I stop existing, I still existed. But I no longer exist, for I am dead.

    So what does a fear of non-existence get me? Control of how long I get to exist?
    >> Anonymous 07/20/11(Wed)20:43 No.15650668
    I'm scared I'm a sociopath, I try hard to fit into everyone's morals and expectations - but so many things are seen as bad without any reason at all. Morals are just irrational and I can't help but think everyone would be much better if they could objectively look at them.

    Also scared of my sister drowning (in natural water), to the point I never accompany her to bodies of water so I won't have to watch if it happens. (And yes I am aware this is very irrational.)
    >> Anonymous 07/20/11(Wed)20:45 No.15650699
    >>15650641
    see
    >>15650272

    I think of life as a story, and like any good story on the net... occasionally there are people who appear to be reposts.
    >> Anonymous 07/20/11(Wed)20:48 No.15650731
    >>15650699
    Thanks.
    >> Anonymous 07/20/11(Wed)20:49 No.15650743
    I'm afraid of feeling a strong emotion, because if I do I will completely go batshit. I know this from experience.
    >> Anonymous 07/20/11(Wed)20:54 No.15650823
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    Your fears are not to be avoided, but to be sought out. Your fears do not mark territory best left alone, but rather directions for development; like the dark patches in Civilisation, or an unscouted natural in Starcraft, or a fresh vein of ore in Dwarf Fortress...

    You must walk to where your fears are. Otherwise, you will run all your life.
    >> Anonymous 07/20/11(Wed)20:58 No.15650877
    I want to be the leader of my nation.

    No, not in any game or any nonsense. I want to be the head of government.

    And I'm rather close to it. But I'm afraid.

    Afraid of corruption, afraid of compromise, afraid of retreating from what I know to be right.

    Please. Make these fears disappear like the morning due, leaving only stone in their place so I may do what must be done.

    Long live Liberty. Long live our Nation. Death to those who would take advantage of us to line their own pockets, whether they be native born and in the party.
    >> Anonymous 07/20/11(Wed)21:02 No.15650928
    Fear of never being best (jealousy): best at everything?
    Fear of reality being nothing but a nightmare: Control nightmares?
    Fear of being in the way: Power over invisibility?
    Fear and knowledge that we are all insignificant: Plot generator?
    >> Anonymous 07/20/11(Wed)21:42 No.15651386
    More than anything I fear entropy, grinding down everything there is until there's nothing but homogeneity, making everything that we've ever done and will do pointless in the end.

    What will you give me?
    >> Anonymous 07/21/11(Thu)00:48 No.15653316
    >>15650649
    Control's not something you can really control, I have to say. You either have it or you don't, and I'm gonna say... you don't. You've gone wild, you're out of it. Seeing red, figuratively. Maybe literally, too. A bit of blood, here or there, yours or not. Now, that's no way to behave. Of course, you could take control. Not "of" anything, really, rather you could take control "from" everything. Remove the options you're afraid of and you can't really exercise them can you? Stop everyone, shut down everything. Hold it.
    >> Anonymous 07/21/11(Thu)01:07 No.15653443
    >>15650668
    So, so, Sociopath, hmm? You got it all down, not the one to be swayed by emotions, the realist. Not a flowery thought in that cold, steel mind you have. Of course, since you don't think flowery, you can't think of a flower as anything beyond what it is. But is there anything to a flower beyond its structure, its composition? You can see the world for what it really is, exactly. When you get right down to it, emotions and beliefs are just values, numbers in a sense, aren't they? Modifies in an equation. When you've got an eye for the figures, you can really account for everything.
    >> Anonymous 07/21/11(Thu)01:07 No.15653444
    I'm afraid of the future. Meaningful or meaningless, I'm afraid of my own knowledge that I have to keep trying; the things that will change with time, and the things that will go on in endless routine.
    Because it doesn't go away; I always have to know that no matter how much I procrastinate to enjoy the moment, time will still impose its demands, and I'll have to deal with the world again.
    >> Anonymous 07/21/11(Thu)01:21 No.15653529
    Truthfully, I am not afraid of anything. In normal situations where people get scared, I get excited. It's like a rush of adrenaline. So I dont know what my gift would be. lol
    >> Anonymous 07/21/11(Thu)01:27 No.15653570
    >>15650877
    Power corrupts, and absolute power absolutely corrupts, right? You take the easy way on occasion, flouting morals for convenience or personal gain. You get accustomed to the easy life, at the cost of your ideals. Settling into a web of crime that befitting your station. But what is corruption really? The like being warped by the unlike, isn't it? What's to stop you then, who's corrupting who? The more you compromise your ideals, the more your ideals compromise everyone else. As you sink further into the darkness, you push everyone else out into the light. And at the very end, when there's no darkness left around you, what's left to corrupt you?

    Light.
    >> Anonymous 07/21/11(Thu)01:28 No.15653585
    >>15653529
    >>15632666
    Evil cupcake. Everyone without serious fears get a cupcake.
    >> Anonymous 07/21/11(Thu)01:43 No.15653683
    >>15651386
    When you break it down, everything in the world is built out of the same materials, the only difference is how they're put together. The eventuality is that these little structures will crumble down, all the forces keeping them up disappearing until they haven't got anything to tell themselves apart from. You can tell though, can't you? Got a head for how these things fit together, right? It doesn't cost you anything to build, really, so get building. If you're quick, you could outpace the fall.
    >> Anonymous 07/21/11(Thu)01:46 No.15653699
    I am afraid of the total extinction of my species, or its subjugation to anything, willing or no.
    Whattya got.
    >> Anonymous 07/21/11(Thu)01:51 No.15653737
    Injury and death are my two biggest fears.

    I guess I can't be injured and I'm immortal?
    I can live with that.
    >> Anonymous 07/21/11(Thu)01:53 No.15653748
    >>15653444
    Time keeps on slipping, pulling away from you. Of course, you can't help but go with it, time's really not able to tear off from you, you're rather intertwined. Can't get yourself unstuck, can you? Have you really tried? Go ahead, step out, let time flow around you, not with you. Really get into the moment. Now, if you look around, where are you, outside of time? It's not some abstract place, some otherworld. You're just where you were, everything is exactly how it was. The people are all perfect representations of how they were at that point in time, all the emotions you feel equally match those you had. You hungry? Take a bite, the flavor is just how it would've been had you tasted it then, but the hunger stays to, doesn't it? And did you really eat anything, your food looks untouched. Don't worry, time hasn't gone anywhere, you can step back in when you'd like. You can keep this moment for as long as you want, though it will slip away for good when you come back. Maybe you'll find a better one to step into later on.
    >> Anonymous 07/21/11(Thu)02:17 No.15653902
    >>15653699
    What's the point to life, you think? A lot of people would say, wouldn't they, that life is all about life. You live to grant life to the yet-to-be-living. The existence of a species continues only to promote the existence of the species. But that's all done with now, the species has stopped existing, so it can't endeavor to keep existing, can it? So, then, what's the point of life? Well, you haven't gone and stopped existing, it seems. So, you're the species as a whole, aren't you? Your life should serve to promote your species, you, to keep living. So, live you will. You'll be the singularity of humanity, the average man, being that you're the only man standing. You'll define the entire race by your actions, and your definitions will keep you acting.
    >> Anonymous 07/21/11(Thu)02:17 No.15653906
    I'm afraid of dolls.

    To use the quote on wikipedia, "false representation of [human] beings." The picture on the wikipedia article also scares the shit out of me and I think it was a poor joke that they didn't spoiler that shit or something. Consequently, I am too afraid to reopen the tab and check the link to the article, but a google search of "fear of dolls wikipedia" should bring you to it.

    To put it succinctly, I'm afraid of those kinds of dolls to the point that even a picture makes my hairs stand up. My beloved sister once had a baby doll, as little girls often do, and was negligent in her clean up to have left it on the floor in the room next to mine, where I had a clear view of its open, unblinking eyes and its plastic smile. I was too afraid to close my eyes out of fear it would move closer while they were shut. I was too afraid to get up and move it out of fear that it would get up and attack me.

    Even now, typing this, remembering the event, makes me shiver in fear as if one of the demonic toys were right behind my back, floating at head level, just staring at me and smiling. Just their presence is enough to scare me. Even if that presence is entirely mental.
    >> Anonymous 07/21/11(Thu)02:24 No.15653963
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    >>15653699
    so you're Lex Luthor then?
    >> Anonymous 07/21/11(Thu)02:27 No.15653976
    >>15653902
    Well, shit. The fuck kind of power is being the last man alive?
    >>15653963
    Why don't you just put the whole WORLD in a BOTTLE, Superman?
    >> Anonymous 07/21/11(Thu)02:27 No.15653978
    >>15653906
    You should watch Ghost in the Shell: Innocence.
    >> Anonymous 07/21/11(Thu)02:34 No.15654044
    >>15653906
    Oh my god you're right. I'm not even afraid of dolls and that picture creeps me the fuck out.
    >> Anonymous 07/21/11(Thu)02:40 No.15654111
    >>15653906
    Oh, they're alive, that's true enough. They aren't quite human, no, they were made to mimic humans but they can't. They'd really like to be human, love it, in fact. They don't have a soul to speak of, their body is immobile and unliving. They have an identity though, a personal sense of self. If they could, why they'd plant their identity right over yours. You can pluck the identity right out of them, though. Right out of anything or anyone, really. Supplant them, replace them with your own or others. You can leave them as inhuman as a dishtowel, or you can let them in on your thoughts, so to speak.
    >> Anonymous 07/21/11(Thu)02:44 No.15654142
    >>15654044
    I'm glad you agree that it's a tasteless prank.

    >>15654111
    So I...can turn people into husks by removing their identities, or replace them with doll identities? Or pull a Sabrina and put a human identity into a doll body?

    I'm a bit confused on what you mean by the "let them in on your thoughts" though.
    >> Anonymous 07/21/11(Thu)02:47 No.15654165
    >>15654142
    I think it means you can talk to dolls.
    >> Anonymous 07/21/11(Thu)02:50 No.15654215
    >>15654142
    I think it means you putting your own identity in the dolls. You can copy/paste yourself onto the dolls, so you don't have to worry about them.
    >> Anonymous 07/21/11(Thu)03:14 No.15654437
    >>15654142
    >>15653976
    If you don't want an oddly defined and often horrible power, you shouldn't expose your innermost fears to magical hobo (with an apartment).
    >> Anonymous 07/21/11(Thu)03:24 No.15654502
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    >> Anonymous 07/21/11(Thu)03:28 No.15654536
    My greatest fear is that, at some point, nothing will be real anymore; like I'd been living a computer program and the power had been shut off. I wouldn't die, I'd just become aware that my whole life was a sham, that I never really existed at all.
    >> Anonymous 07/21/11(Thu)03:34 No.15654584
    >>15653748
    I actually kinda love this power, thanks.
    >> Anonymous 07/21/11(Thu)03:42 No.15654645
    Loss of self.

    Loss of control.

    Inflation, esp. ending in death.

    The dark.
    >> Anonymous 07/21/11(Thu)09:25 No.15656333
    >>15654536
    I'm with you, truly. The world at large simply shouldn't be trusted. You're in my league, friend, and so you've got about the same as I have. They'll also probably rope you into the same sort of work I'm doing now. Once you can see past the falsehoods of reality, you can see them, and they can see you seeing them. Not always a pleasant thing.
    >> Anonymous 07/21/11(Thu)10:07 No.15656566
    I fear that there are many in this thread who don't quite "get it".
    >> Anonymous 07/21/11(Thu)16:16 No.15659379
    >>15656566
    You're the only one who understands what things really are like. Lucky you.
    >> Anonymous 07/21/11(Thu)22:47 No.15662912
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    The only thing we have to fear is fear itself.
    >> Anonymous 07/21/11(Thu)22:50 No.15662934
    My greatest fear is that my pregnant ex-wife will neglect, hurt and/or abuse my son, with my second greatest being not able to see him.

    So I guess my superpower is custody.
    >everythingwentbetterthanexpected.jpeg
    >> Anonymous 07/21/11(Thu)22:51 No.15662945
    >>15662912
    And spiders.
    >> Anonymous 07/21/11(Thu)22:53 No.15662958
    >>15662945
    Obviously. I didn't think it needed to be said.



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