ITT: Characters that remind you of yourself

ITT: Characters that remind you of yourself

I'll start.

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how

I mean, I guess if you want to remind yourself that you're a massive faggot, sure.

I used to hate my brother but we cool now.

I have never empathized more with a character than this guy

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I want to protect everyone's Smiles

This is me. Literally me. No other character can come close to relating to me like this. There is no way you can convince me this is not me. This character could not possibly be anymore me. It’s me, and nobody can convince me otherwise. If anyone approached me on the topic of this not possibly being me, then I immediately shut them down with overwhelming evidence that this character is me. This character is me, it is indisputable. Why anyone would try to argue that this character is not me is beyond me. If you held two pictures of me and this character side by side, you’d see no difference. I can safely look at this character every day and say “Yup, that’s me”. I can practically see this character every time I look at myself in the mirror. I go outside and people stop me to comment how similar I look and act to this character. I chuckle softly as I’m assured everyday this character is me in every way. I can smile each time I get out of bed every morning knowing that I’ve found my identity with this character and I know my place in this world. It’s really quite funny how similar this character is to me, it’s almost like we’re identical twins. When I first saw this character, I had an existential crisis. What if this character was the real me and I was the fictional being. What if this character actual became aware of my existence? Did this character have the ability to become self aware itself?

This is me. Literally me. No other character can come close to relating to me like this. There is no way you can convince me this is not me. This character could not possibly be anymore me. It’s me, and nobody can convince me otherwise. If anyone approached me on the topic of this not possibly being me, then I immediately shut them down with overwhelming evidence that this character is me. This character is me, it is indisputable. Why anyone would try to argue that this character is not me is beyond me. If you held two pictures of me and this character side by side, you’d see no difference. I can safely look at this character every day and say “Yup, that’s me”. I can practically see this character every time I look at myself in the mirror. I go outside and people stop me to comment how similar I look and act to this character. I chuckle softly as I’m assured everyday this character is me in every way. I can smile each time I get out of bed every morning knowing that I’ve found my identity with this character and I know my place in this world. It’s really quite funny how similar this character is to me, it’s almost like we’re identical twins. When I first saw this character, I had an existential crisis. What if this character was the real me and I was the fictional being. What if this character actual became aware of my existence? Did this character have the ability to become self aware itself?

wow what a coincidence, you used exact same words :D :D

Intelligent, nihilistic and with a wicked sense of humor

Autistic, soft spoken and I like girls

Kazuma before his first death.

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>literally me

I'm basically Brandon except for the sweeper part.

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˙sısıɹɔ ןɐıʇuǝʇsıxǝ uɐ pɐɥ ı 'ɹǝʇɔɐɹɐɥɔ sıɥʇ ʍɐs ʇsɹıɟ ı uǝɥʍ ˙suıʍʇ ןɐɔıʇuǝpı ǝɹ’ǝʍ ǝʞıן ʇsoɯןɐ s’ʇı 'ǝɯ oʇ sı ɹǝʇɔɐɹɐɥɔ sıɥʇ ɹɐןıɯıs ʍoɥ ʎuunɟ ǝʇınb ʎןןɐǝɹ s’ʇı ˙pןɹoʍ sıɥʇ uı ǝɔɐןd ʎɯ ʍouʞ ı puɐ ɹǝʇɔɐɹɐɥɔ sıɥʇ ɥʇıʍ ʎʇıʇuǝpı ʎɯ punoɟ ǝʌ’ı ʇɐɥʇ ƃuıʍouʞ ƃuıuɹoɯ ʎɹǝʌǝ pǝq ɟo ʇno ʇǝƃ ı ǝɯıʇ ɥɔɐǝ ǝןıɯs uɐɔ ı ˙ʎɐʍ ʎɹǝʌǝ uı ǝɯ sı ɹǝʇɔɐɹɐɥɔ sıɥʇ ʎɐpʎɹǝʌǝ pǝɹnssɐ ɯ’ı sɐ ʎןʇɟos ǝןʞɔnɥɔ ı ˙ɹǝʇɔɐɹɐɥɔ sıɥʇ oʇ ʇɔɐ puɐ ʞooן ı ɹɐןıɯıs ʍoɥ ʇuǝɯɯoɔ oʇ ǝɯ doʇs ǝןdoǝd puɐ ǝpısʇno oƃ ı ˙ɹoɹɹıɯ ǝɥʇ uı ɟןǝsʎɯ ʇɐ ʞooן ı ǝɯıʇ ʎɹǝʌǝ ɹǝʇɔɐɹɐɥɔ sıɥʇ ǝǝs ʎןןɐɔıʇɔɐɹd uɐɔ ı ˙”ǝɯ s’ʇɐɥʇ 'dnʎ“ ʎɐs puɐ ʎɐp ʎɹǝʌǝ ɹǝʇɔɐɹɐɥɔ sıɥʇ ʇɐ ʞooן ʎןǝɟɐs uɐɔ ı ˙ǝɔuǝɹǝɟɟıp ou ǝǝs p’noʎ 'ǝpıs ʎq ǝpıs ɹǝʇɔɐɹɐɥɔ sıɥʇ puɐ ǝɯ ɟo sǝɹnʇɔıd oʍʇ pןǝɥ noʎ ɟı ˙ǝɯ puoʎǝq sı ǝɯ ʇou sı ɹǝʇɔɐɹɐɥɔ sıɥʇ ʇɐɥʇ ǝnƃɹɐ oʇ ʎɹʇ pןnoʍ ǝuoʎuɐ ʎɥʍ ˙ǝןqɐʇndsıpuı sı ʇı 'ǝɯ sı ɹǝʇɔɐɹɐɥɔ sıɥʇ ˙ǝɯ sı ɹǝʇɔɐɹɐɥɔ sıɥʇ ʇɐɥʇ ǝɔuǝpıʌǝ ƃuıɯןǝɥʍɹǝʌo ɥʇıʍ uʍop ɯǝɥʇ ʇnɥs ʎןǝʇɐıpǝɯɯı ı uǝɥʇ 'ǝɯ ƃuıǝq ʎןqıssod ʇou sıɥʇ ɟo ɔıdoʇ ǝɥʇ uo ǝɯ pǝɥɔɐoɹddɐ ǝuoʎuɐ ɟı ˙ǝsıʍɹǝɥʇo ǝɯ ǝɔuıʌuoɔ uɐɔ ʎpoqou puɐ 'ǝɯ s’ʇı ˙ǝɯ ǝɹoɯʎuɐ ǝq ʎןqıssod ʇou pןnoɔ ɹǝʇɔɐɹɐɥɔ sıɥʇ ˙ǝɯ ʇou sı sıɥʇ ǝɯ ǝɔuıʌuoɔ uɐɔ noʎ ʎɐʍ ou sı ǝɹǝɥʇ ˙sıɥʇ ǝʞıן ǝɯ oʇ ƃuıʇɐןǝɹ oʇ ǝsoןɔ ǝɯoɔ uɐɔ ɹǝʇɔɐɹɐɥɔ ɹǝɥʇo ou ˙ǝɯ ʎןןɐɹǝʇıן ˙ǝɯ sı sıɥʇ

This is me. Literally me. No other character can come close to relating to me like this. There is no way you can convince me this is not me. This character could not possibly be anymore me. It’s me, and nobody can convince me otherwise. If anyone approached me on the topic of this not possibly being me, then I immediately shut them down with overwhelming evidence that this character is me. This character is me, it is indisputable. Why anyone would try to argue that this character is not me is beyond me. If you held two pictures of me and this character side by side, you’d see no difference. I can safely look at this character every day and say “Yup, that’s me”. I can practically see this character every time I look at myself in the mirror. I go outside and people stop me to comment how similar I look and act to this character. I chuckle softly as I’m assured everyday this character is me in every way. I can smile each time I get out of bed every morning knowing that I’ve found my identity with this character and I know my place in this world. It’s really quite funny how similar this character is to me, it’s almost like we’re identical twins. When I first saw this character, I had an existential crisis. What if this character was the real me and I was the fictional being. What if this character actual became aware of my existence? Did this character have the ability to become self aware itself?

All of them.

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This is me. Literally me. No other character can come close to relating to me like this. There is no way you can convince me this is not me. This character could not possibly be anymore me. It’s me, and nobody can convince me otherwise. If anyone approached me on the topic of this not possibly being me, then I immediately shut them down with overwhelming evidence that this character is me. This character is me, it is indisputable. Why anyone would try to argue that this character is not me is beyond me. If you held two pictures of me and this character side by side, you’d see no difference. I can safely look at this character every day and say “Yup, that’s me”. I can practically see this character every time I look at myself in the mirror. I go outside and people stop me to comment how similar I look and act to this character. I chuckle softly as I’m assured everyday this character is me in every way. I can smile each time I get out of bed every morning knowing that I’ve found my identity with this character and I know my place in this world. It’s really quite funny how similar this character is to me, it’s almost like we’re identical twins. When I first saw this character, I had an existential crisis. What if this character was the real me and I was the fictional being. What if this character actual became aware of my existence? Did this character have the ability to become self aware itself?