Indigo's Idiots

A Fanders Sides thing, staring me and my dumbass selves

[indigosidiots]

1 for Self Gratification

Gratification has a very chaotic room. Nothing is picked up, nothing is in the place it's supposed to be. In one corner there's about $300 worth of unpainted but primed Warhammer figures. Hundreds of pokemon cards sitting in a box collecting dust. There's a bunch of dice everywhere, good luck not stepping on any. And the stim toys. Oh god, the stim toys. Everything is everywhere, lots of things are collecting dust, and so many fandoms are scattered meshed through the room. Everything clashes, and it's a chaotic mess.Because Gratification is one of my strongest sides, my room is very much like this.

[soothsaying]

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Send me some numbers and a character name and I will tell you:

What does their bedroom look like?

Do they have any daily rituals?

Do they exercise, and if so, what do they do? How often?

What would they do if they needed to make dinner but the kitchen was busy?

Cleanliness habits (personal, workspace, etc.)

Eating habits and sample daily menu

Favorite way to waste time and feelings surrounding wasting time

Favorite indulgence and feelings surrounding indulging

Makeup?

Neuroses? Do they recognize them as such?

Intellectual pursuits?

Favorite book genre?

Sexual Orientation? And, regardless of own orientation, thoughts on sexual orientation in general?

Physical abnormalities? (Both visible and not, including injuries/disabilities, long-term illnesses, food-intolerances, etc.)

Biggest and smallest short term goal?

Biggest and smallest long term goal?

Preferred mode of dress and rituals surrounding dress

Favorite beverage?

What do they think about before falling asleep at night?

Childhood illnesses? Any interesting stories behind them?

Turn-ons? Turn-offs?

Given a blank piece of paper, a pencil, and nothing to do, what would happen?

How organized are they? How does this organization/disorganization manifest in their everyday life?

Is there one subject of study that they excel at? Or do they even care about intellectual pursuits at all?

How do they see themselves 5 years from today?

Do they have any plans for the future? Any contingency plans if things don’t workout?

What is their biggest regret?

Who do they see as their best friend? Their worst enemy?

Reaction to sudden extrapersonal disaster (eg The house is on fire! What do they do?)

Reaction to sudden intrapersonal disaster (eg close family member suddenly dies)

Most prized possession?

Thoughts on material possessions in general?

Concept of home and family?

Thoughts on privacy? (Are they a private person, or are they prone to ‘TMI’?)

What activities do they enjoy, but consider to be a waste of time?

What makes them feel guilty?

Are they more analytical or more emotional in their decision-making?

Would they consider themselves a Type A or Type B personality?

What recharges them when they’re feeling drained?

Would you say that they have a superiority-complex? Inferiority-complex? Neither?

How misanthropic are they?

Hobbies?

How far did they get in formal education? What are their views on formal education vs self-education?

Religion?

Superstitions or views on the occult?

Do they express their thoughts through words or deeds?

If they were to fall in love, who (or what) is their ideal?

How do they express love?

If this person were to get into a fist fight, what is their fighting style like?

Is this person afraid of dying? Why or why not?

[indigosidiots]

I'm bored and everyone is being loud.

[indigosidiots]

So Imagination... what was your latest daydream?

 “OH! That was about an hour ago. I was brainstorming new plot ideas for stories I might make while listening to Thomas Sander’s Friends on the Other Side on loop and came up with the idea for a story whe-” *LOUD CRASHING NOISES*“Apologies for that, I had to stop him. I might actually use that story idea and spoilers.” -Indigo

[indigosidiots]

This was a mistake. Gratification is hyperventilating in the background. I gave him an inch and he stole the fucking ruler.

[indigosidiots]

Gratification: Hey you should put frosting on the cookie.

Indigo: No, that's too much sugar.

Gratification: Tasti

Indigo: NO you know what fine but if I get in trouble I'm blaming you.

Rational: He's a part of you but fine if it makes you feel better.

[indigosidiots]

get cookies coward

“yeeeeeEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEES” -GratificationFINE

[indigosidiots]

Sup, self indulgence?

“We played solitaire :) Also, there are cookies in the kitchen, and I want some.”

[indigosidiots]

ALSO, THIS IS AN ASK BLOG! PLEASE FLOOD MY INBOX!

[indigosidiots]

The Assholes!

I say that because each and every one of them is in some way shape or form, an asshole. Except for Social. Social is a precious bean. ANYWAYS Rational: Huge ass nerd, has all the facts and is the one that gets things done and makes things work. He’s really good at some things like figuring out how to make a handheld air pressure cannon, but some things evade him. Like math. He hates math. Gratification: The source of my procrastination as well as my motivation to do really stupid things like chug chocolate syrup at 2 am. He’s the impulse buyer, source of some intrusive thoughts, and the one who gets me moving a lot of the time. Social: Source of all of my emotions and my limited knowledge of how to interact with other people. Baby and adorable, but listens too much to Doubt. She is fantastic and just an all-around loving person. Doubt: Extrodinarly shy but very outspoken. The critic of all of my work, the voice that keeps me from doing a lot of stupid things, my limits and my boundaries. I hate her sometimes but she has also kept me in one piece and keeps me constantly improving.  Imagination: The creative side, the one who controls my daydreams and my creative works. They dip out a lot when I need them, and only ever show up when they feel like it. You can’t force them to come out. But when they do, it's always fantastic. Delusion: The one who makes me believe I can do things I either think I can’t or know I can’t. Sometimes listening to them can lead me to do amazing things, but other times it leads to injuries or embarrassment. They’re like Imagination had way too much sugar. They’re also the source of my hallucinations and me saying “I got this” when I really know I don’t.