who are you on The Escapist?

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Iron Criterion

New member
Feb 4, 2009
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I am a nobody, I merely contribute to the numbers. If the Escapist were a machine I would simply be another cog...a small insignificant cog at that.
 

skitzo van

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Mar 20, 2009
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I occasionally jump into somewhere, say some smartass thing and leave, then never noticed again.
 

arsenicCatnip

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Jan 2, 2010
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I pop in, say things, and leave most of the time. Occasionally I'll argue a point with someone, or get into a decent discussion, but mostly my attention span's just too short ♥
 

Superior Mind

New member
Feb 9, 2009
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I'm the guy who writes too much, i.e. I write great big lengthy rants or posts on threads that only require a short answer. The result is that no-one reads them but it still gives me a superiority complex.
 

ShockValue

Addicted to coffee
May 8, 2008
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I'm tempted to just say I'm the god damned Batman but I'm sure someone already did. Damn you whoever did it!

I guess I'm just a poster that spends too much time in forum games.
 

Scde2

Has gone too far in a few places
Mar 25, 2010
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I'm the guy who posts WAY too much in Forum Games and group chat.
 

Xojins

New member
Jan 7, 2008
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I'm the guy who reads much more than he posts. I prefer to think of it as being pensive.
 

Aschenkatza

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Jan 14, 2009
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I'm the one who goes away for months on end, comes back to posts like 20 messages, and then disappears again.
 

joshuaayt

Vocal SJW
Nov 15, 2009
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I couldn't be more average. I have a very small, but still existant post count, people agree with me slightly more often then they don't. I even came here for Yahtzee.
 

Blind Sight

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May 16, 2010
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I burst from the jungle that is the internet, a machine gun loaded with punctuation at my side and a flame-proof shield on my chest. Powered by cocaine and the blood of badgers I leap forth, tearing apart illogical arguments and feasting on my enemies' hearts. I live to hear the lamentations of their women as I destroy their men's petty arguments. Then I return to the jungle, to sleep and dream about what you call 'reality'.

...Yeah, I think I've been up too late and have taken too many drug cocktails...