I'm going with Ned Stark, possibly one of the most well written characters in the history of fantasy novels, it's a shame that bastard of an author killed him at the end of the first book.
I concurrCustard_Angel said:Anybody who picks a video game character doesnt get what makes a good character.
I pick Sherlock Holmes for his brilliant intelligence.
That series went rapidly downhill in the second half of writing. I think we all should have known it wouldn't finish well by the time King inserts himself in the 6th book.Riobux said:I'm going to go with Roland Deschain. Everything about him just appeared cool to me, except maybe the whole ageing thing and the ending of the final book.
How do you like that? Spike's better than Jesus.Teh Ty said:I'm watching an amazing atheist on another tab when I click this and I just immediately thought "Jesus"
But my real answer would be Spike from Cowboy bebop.
Tempting.ThatStrangeDude said:John Marston from Red Dead Redemption. 'Nuff said.
Why, oh why didn't I watch that show when it was on in Sweden?blindthrall said:Tempting.ThatStrangeDude said:John Marston from Red Dead Redemption. 'Nuff said.
I'm going to have to go with Jesus.
Nah, come to think of it, he's too one-dimensional. And sacrificing yourself is meaningless if you just come back to life anyway. It would be like giving your coat to a bum...except you own a warehouse full of coats. Sure, it's a nice gesture, and the bum appreciates it, but it doesn't cost you anything. See Gandalf.
The best fictional character is Trevor Goodchild, from Aeon Flux. Not the guy from the movie either, they split the character into two people becuase they thought he was too complex for the movies. Trevor is an incarnation of the superego. He always has the needs of the many in mind, but it clashes often with the wants of the many. He's what all dictators try to paint themselves as: a tyrant because there's no other way for society to function.
"Light in the absence of eyes illuminates nothing. Visible forms are not inherent in the world, but are granted by the act of seeing. Though the world and events do exist independent of mind, they obtain of no meaning in themselves- none that the mind is not guilty of imposing on them. I bid my people follow and, like all good equations, they follow. For full endowment of purpose, they do submit. In turn, they resign me to a role inhuman, impossible, and unaccountable. But I can no longer stand the sleepless nights. I think I am learning to love the Demiurge..."