Player Personality Quiz
Just for fun, a few of the players gave their characters hypothetical answers to an online variant of a Myers-Briggs Test and came up with:
- Alexandra, Pre-Omega: ENFP-A
note It doesn’t interest me what you do for a living. I want to know what you ache for – and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart’s longing. It doesn’t interest me how old you are. I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool – for love – for your dreams – for the adventure of being alive.
Oriah Mountain Dreamer
The Campaigner personality is a true free spirit. They are often the life of the party, but unlike types in the Explorer Role group, Campaigners are less interested in the sheer excitement and pleasure of the moment than they are in enjoying the social and emotional connections they make with others. Charming, independent, energetic and compassionate, the 7% of the population that they comprise can certainly be felt in any crowd.
More than just sociable people-pleasers though, Campaigners, like all their Diplomat cousins, are shaped by their Intuitive (N) quality, allowing them to read between the lines with curiosity and energy. They tend to see life as a big, complex puzzle where everything is connected – but unlike Analyst personality types, who tend to see that puzzle as a series of systemic machinations, Campaigners see it through a prism of emotion, compassion and mysticism, and are always looking for a deeper meaning.
- Alexandra/Omega: INFP-T note
Mediator personalities are true idealists, always looking for the hint of good in even the worst of people and events, searching for ways to make things better. While they may be perceived as calm, reserved, or even shy, Mediators have an inner flame and passion that can truly shine. Comprising just 4% of the population, the risk of feeling misunderstood is unfortunately high for the Mediator personality type – but when they find like-minded people to spend their time with, the harmony they feel will be a fountain of joy and inspiration.
Being a part of the Diplomat Role group, Mediators are guided by their principles, rather than by logic (Analysts), excitement (Explorers), or practicality (Sentinels). When deciding how to move forward, they will look to honor, beauty, morality and virtue – Mediators are led by the purity of their intent, not rewards and punishments. People who share the Mediator personality type are proud of this quality, and rightly so, but not everyone understands the drive behind these feelings, and it can lead to isolation.
Unlike their Extraverted cousins though, Mediators will focus their attention on just a few people, a single worthy cause – spread too thinly, they’ll run out of energy, and even become dejected and overwhelmed by all the bad in the world that they can’t fix. This is a sad sight for Mediators’ friends, who will come to depend on their rosy outlook.
If they are not careful, Mediators can lose themselves in their quest for good and neglect the day-to-day upkeep that life demands. Mediators often drift into deep thought, enjoying contemplating the hypothetical and the philosophical more than any other personality type. Left unchecked, Mediators may start to lose touch, withdrawing into “hermit mode”, and it can take a great deal of energy from their friends or partner to bring them back to the real world.
- Hei Lin: ISFP-A note
Adventurers live in a colorful, sensual world, inspired by connections with people and ideas. These personalities take joy in reinterpreting these connections, reinventing and experimenting with both themselves and new perspectives. No other type explores and experiments in this way more. This creates a sense of spontaneity, making Adventurers seem unpredictable, even to their close friends and loved ones. Despite all this, Adventurers are definitely Introverts
- Lucy: INFJ-T note
Advocates indeed share a unique combination of traits: though soft-spoken, they have very strong opinions and will fight tirelessly for an idea they believe in. They are decisive and strong-willed, but will rarely use that energy for personal gain – Advocates will act with creativity, imagination, conviction and sensitivity not to create advantage, but to create balance. Egalitarianism and karma are very attractive ideas to Advocates, and they tend to believe that nothing would help the world so much as using love and compassion to soften the hearts of tyrants.
Advocates find it easy to make connections with others, and have a talent for warm, sensitive language, speaking in human terms, rather than with pure logic and fact. It makes sense that their friends and colleagues will come to think of them as quiet Extraverted types, but they would all do well to remember that Advocates need time alone to decompress and recharge, and to not become too alarmed when they suddenly withdraw. Advocates take great care of other’s feelings, and they expect the favor to be returned – sometimes that means giving them the space they need for a few days.
Really though, it is most important for Advocates to remember to take care of themselves. The passion of their convictions is perfectly capable of carrying them past their breaking point and if their zeal gets out of hand, they can find themselves exhausted, unhealthy and stressed. This becomes especially apparent when Advocates find themselves up against conflict and criticism – their sensitivity forces them to do everything they can to evade these seemingly personal attacks, but when the circumstances are unavoidable, they can fight back in highly irrational, unhelpful ways.
- Inkwell: ISTJ-Anote
Their defining characteristics of integrity, practical logic and tireless dedication to duty make Logisticians a vital core to many families, as well as organizations that uphold traditions, rules and standards, such as law offices, regulatory bodies and military. People with the Logistician personality type enjoy taking responsibility for their actions, and take pride in the work they do – when working towards a goal, Logisticians hold back none of their time and energy completing each relevant task with accuracy and patience.
Logisticians don’t make many assumptions, preferring instead to analyze their surroundings, check their facts and arrive at practical courses of action. Logistician personalities are no-nonsense, and when they’ve made a decision, they will relay the facts necessary to achieve their goal, expecting others to grasp the situation immediately and take action. Logisticians have little tolerance for indecisiveness, but lose patience even more quickly if their chosen course is challenged with impractical theories, especially if they ignore key details – if challenges becomes time-consuming debates, Logisticians can become noticeably angry as deadlines tick nearer.
When Logisticians say they are going to get something done, they do it, meeting their obligations no matter the personal cost, and they are baffled by people who don’t hold their own word in the same respect. Combining laziness and dishonesty is the quickest way to get on Logisticians’ bad side. Consequently, people with the Logistician personality type often prefer to work alone, or at least have their authority clearly established by hierarchy, where they can set and achieve their goals without debate or worry over other’s reliability.
- Matten: ENTJ-A note
Commanders are natural-born leaders. People with this personality type embody the gifts of charisma and confidence, and project authority in a way that draws crowds together behind a common goal. However, Commanders are also characterized by an often ruthless level of rationality, using their drive, determination and sharp minds to achieve whatever end they’ve set for themselves. Perhaps it is best that they make up only three percent of the population, lest they overwhelm the more timid and sensitive personality types that make up much of the rest of the world...If there’s anything Commanders love, it’s a good challenge, big or small, and they firmly believe that given enough time and resources, they can achieve any goal.
- Mikael: ISTP-A note
I wanted to live the life, a different life. I didn’t want to go to the same place every day and see the same people and do the same job. I wanted interesting challenges. -Harrison Ford
Virtuosos love to explore with their hands and their eyes, touching and examining the world around them with cool rationalism and spirited curiosity. People with this personality type are natural Makers, moving from project to project, building the useful and the superfluous for the fun of it, and learning from their environment as they go. Often mechanics and engineers, Virtuosos find no greater joy than in getting their hands dirty pulling things apart and putting them back together, just a little bit better than they were before.
Virtuosos explore ideas through creating, troubleshooting, trial and error and first-hand experience. They enjoy having other people take an interest in their projects and sometimes don’t even mind them getting into their space. Of course, that’s on the condition that those people don’t interfere with Virtuosos’ principles and freedom, and they’ll need to be open to Virtuosos returning the interest in kind.
The biggest issue Virtuosos are likely to face is that they often act too soon, taking for granted their permissive nature and assuming that others are the same. They’ll be the first to tell an insensitive joke, get overly involved in someone else’s project, roughhouse and play around, or suddenly change their plans because something more interesting came up.
- Morgoth: ENTP-A note
Taking a certain pleasure in being the underdog, Debaters enjoy the mental exercise found in questioning the prevailing mode of thought, making them irreplaceable in reworking existing systems or shaking things up and pushing them in clever new directions. However, they’ll be miserable managing the day-to-day mechanics of actually implementing their suggestions. Debater personalities love to brainstorm and think big, but they will avoid getting caught doing the “grunt work” at all costs. Debaters only make up about three percent of the population, which is just right, as it lets them create original ideas, then step back to let more numerous and fastidious personalities handle the logistics of implementation and maintenance.
- Rebecca: ENFP-T note
It doesn’t interest me what you do for a living. I want to know what you ache for – and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart’s longing. It doesn’t interest me how old you are. I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool – for love – for your dreams – for the adventure of being alive. —Oriah Mountain Dreamer
The Campaigner personality is a true free spirit. They are often the life of the party, but unlike types in the Explorer Role group, Campaigners are less interested in the sheer excitement and pleasure of the moment than they are in enjoying the social and emotional connections they make with others. Charming, independent, energetic and compassionate, the 7% of the population that they comprise can certainly be felt in any crowd.
- Samuel: INFP-A note
Mediator personalities are true idealists, always looking for the hint of good in even the worst of people and events, searching for ways to make things better. While they may be perceived as calm, reserved, or even shy, Mediators have an inner flame and passion that can truly shine. Comprising just 4% of the population, the risk of feeling misunderstood is unfortunately high for the Mediator personality type – but when they find like-minded people to spend their time with, the harmony they feel will be a fountain of joy and inspiration.
Unlike their Extraverted cousins though, Mediators will focus their attention on just a few people, a single worthy cause – spread too thinly, they’ll run out of energy, and even become dejected and overwhelmed by all the bad in the world that they can’t fix. This is a sad sight for Mediators’ friends, who will come to depend on their rosy outlook.
If they are not careful, Mediators can lose themselves in their quest for good and neglect the day-to-day upkeep that life demands. Mediators often drift into deep thought, enjoying contemplating the hypothetical and the philosophical more than any other personality type. Left unchecked, Mediators may start to lose touch, withdrawing into “hermit mode”, and it can take a great deal of energy from their friends or partner to bring them back to the real world.
Laurie's Logs
Notes from the school therapist on the students of Class 1. Quoth the therapist herself:
I suppose I should start with introductions. My name is Laurie Loman, therapist at Saint Academy. I cover a wide variety of cases here at SA. Anywhere ranging from dealing with the loss of a loved one, to having to cope with being a naturally born non-human borne by formerly human parents, to being turned into the spawn of Cthulhu. However, there are some students who for one reason or another have not sought my services despite in my opinion quite desperately needing it. I will not force them to see me until they absolutely must, but I still feel it wouldn't hurt to to jot down my observations and musings whenever the mood strikes me. After all, one has to keep one's self entertained somehow.
- Matten note
Let's start with the one that concerns me the most: Matten. From what I've seen, Matten is... peculiar. Most of what she says and does only seems to make sense half the time if that. And the other half, it only makes sense to her. She also doesn't seem to have much empathy for others, almost seeing some of the other students more as science experiments or sources of amusement rather than actual sentient beings. Nor does she understand the concept of guilt. If I were to guess, I'd say she's a clinical sociopath, content with using others for her own ends and not caring a whit about the consequences. All that matters are three simple questions: What does she want, what does she have, and how can she use the latter to get the former? And she hasn't made much progress on breaking out of that particular mindset.
But just because she hasn't made much progress doesn't mean she hasn't made any at all. I do feel there has been some change in her general behavior, even if it's relatively small. She has begun to make efforts to treat people as, well, people, and has begun to have doubts about her course of action. Of course, she's every bit as nigh-impenetrable as ever. But there might still be hope for her yet. Now if I could ever get her to come down to my office someday, maybe we could really make some progress. One can dream.
- Mikael note
Mikael is a very different sort. At first, they seemed to have some of the most deep-seated issues of the entire class. He might have seemed pleasant enough on the surface, but beneath that was so much rage and resentment just bubbling underneath. He was almost like Liam is now. However, ever since becoming a demon and even more so since becoming a woman, all of that seems to have disseapeared. It's almost as though becoming something else altogether caused her to realize something about herself that she didn't quite see before, and in doing so was able to come to terms with much of what plagued her. Ever since, she's become much more at ease. More in tune with herself, more free-spirited, more in touch with her desires.
I believe she's also started seeing someone just today. Most relationships take time to develop, but many demons grow attached to one another very quickly. Assumedly it has something to do with their incredibly intense sex drives and lack of inhibition. In any case, the last time I saw her, she seemed to be even more at peace with herself and her new form than she had been. Perhaps Ellie had something to do with it. If this continues, I believe Mikael won't even need to see me at all. The only slightly concerning thing of note is that I suspect Mikael may be tossing away her wardrobe in a matter of days, but I suppose that's just how some non-humans roll.
NEW LAURIE'S LOGS
Notes from the school therapist on the students of Class 1 (post-Harleyfication). Quoth the therapist herself:
Hey there, everyone! This is the new Laurie, and I am SO hyped to be doin' this! Oh, yeah. Basically, I tried to psychoanalyze some asshole student and she almost drove me fucking insane, so this is how I'm coping. And I am LOVING IT so far! That said, still got a job and I still LOVE my job! So. New Laurie, new Logs. Let's go!
- Lucy note
Let's start with Lucy. So we've been seein' each other for a while now, and let me tell you, she is messed up! Or was anyway. Gettin' real for a minute, she's got DID, which is some real bad shit, 'kay? And that really sucks. Basically, she tried to protect her brother 'bout a year or so back, but it was just too much for her and her mind went bonkers to cope. Kinda' like me! Her mind spit itself up to cope with the trauma, making the whole weaker as a result. I think. Anyway, this left the core Lucie a nervous sadsack, let me tell ya. You've also got the Entity, a giant ink monster that comes out when she's unconscious and stressed to high heaven. That's, like, representing the darkest parts of herself she doesn't want to admit to. Or something.
Then today, I met a brand new alter. Coolness! Her name's Inkwell I think. Apparently she's the serious, edgelord Lucy that comes out when shit goes down. The point is, this ain't good. Her mind's all higgly-piggly, scrambled and spread apart instead of one unified whole. And the only way she's gonna put everything back together is if she can reconcile those different parts of herself and accept them as part of the same person. And that's gonna take a LOT of therapy. Fun!
That said, I do think she's gettin' better. She's started taking her medication and even got jiggy with it! Somethin' I plan on doin' a LOT of. I think she's started getting more confident in herself. Started believing in herself and thinking she's worth somethin'. Which is gonna be essential to putting those different alters back together. She gets stable enough, maybe we can really go to town. In the meantime, I'm gonna have a brewski. Never had a brewski. So I'm gonna have loads. WOOHOO!
- Samuel note
Next up is Sammy! Sammy ain't really all that bad. Compared to some of the other nutjobs I've covered, he's got a pretty good head on his shoulders. Kinda. He does have kind of a mean streak. Think he dropped an ice anvil on someone's head a week or so back. That had to hurt. Almost which I could've seen it! But I think he's been tryin' to get better. I mean, he still hasn't killed anyone yet. That's gotta count for somethin'!
That said, he's got a real thing against dogs. Which, like, is somethin' I just don't get. I love doggies! Doggies are awesome! Espically hotdogs. Yummy. Seriously though, apparently he's got a bit of PTSD and went through some really bad shit when he was a kid. Somethin' bout nearly dying and not being able to save everyone. Still though. Far as I'm concerned, that's no reason to hate doggies. Meanie! So we're gonna teach him to love doggies! We're gonna use the Training Room to make him live all that shit all over again. And this time, he's gonna win! And maybe then he'll start loving doggies.
Meanie.
Character Relations
Class 1 is, at the time of this post, composed of 18 students, with varying screen time over the story. They associated in ways not fully representable on the chart, but its a good shorthand. The names are positioned based upon Heroism more like Saint/Superman on the right and not just in 'goodness' but in drive. (The apathetic are closer to the middle of the line). The positions up and down represent 'weight', that is, less what a character's bio says they can do than the character's impact on plots in the rp. A couple characters drop when they cease influencing the plot but still appear.
Season 1
The first season includes the Outdoor Pool and Lethal Legion arcs. Of course, the characters had just met each other. Still, one distinct group and a couple pairings formed immediately.
Starting Line
Season 2
The second season includes the
Tournament Arc and the expedition into the deep woods. The characters had just come off a dressing down from Saint over their first performances, changes in staff and classmates, and several people adapting to new powers. The second season had the richest character web before an entire bloc and others unfortunately chuck cunninghammed.
A regular soap opera set-up.
Season 3
The Third Season includes Parents' Day and a Homeward Journey (from another dimension—several of them). The character web has been reduced to a small core of the class after an outbreak of chuck cunningham syndrome in Season 2. The remainder however, include those with the most focus and development, and who've consistently contributed to resolving seasonal arcs.
Six and Two Man Band
Class 1 Omakes
Omake #1: A Proposition (by Enirboreh)
“Please understand, Mrs. Livingston – the details in question are highly classified. We're pushing our luck with what we're telling you as it is! So for the last time: all that occurred under official jurisdiction is–”
“Okay – look. Screw your 'official jurisdiction' – we're talking about my #$&%ing daughter. I haven't talked to her in days and you expect me to buy this crap?!”
“Listen, Mrs. Livingston, please – if you'd just consider–”
“It's 'Ms. Livingston', I'll have you know. And I'll consider. I will most definitely 'consider'.”
“Ma'am–”
The man was swiftly cut off from further interjection as the door was none-too-gently slammed in his face. At the very least he had snatched his tie out the way, Jane had idly thought. Despite her rage-fueled haze, she knew she couldn't afford paying for damages on a suit that expensive. It looked like he had unpackaged it straight from the car before he had knocked on the door with his profusely sweating accomplice. 'Authorities' her ass. She'd seen enough cop shows to recognize one when she saw one – and that pair weren't exactly subtle examples of the men-in-black archetype.
“Mom? Who were they?”
Jane snapped her head around at the quiet monotone addressing her from behind. Her son David was staring out at her from between the balustrade of the stairwell – a single, icy blue eye poking out from a mass of platinum blonde locks.
“Just... just salesmen, sweetheart. What's the matter? You look... off,” she asked in concern, having paused in her frantic construction of a sufficient-enough excuse upon sight of the teen's pursed lips and glazed stare – the latter of which promptly snapped back into awareness upon her question.
“Lucy's crying. I think she was listening. I heard the stairs creaking.”
Jane went quiet. “...And... you were listening too, right?”
He blinked. “It was rather difficult not to. You do tend to shout when you're irritated.”
Jane pursed her lips, avoiding her son's piercing gaze for a moment, before letting out a long sigh and gesturing vaguely in the direction of upstairs as she walked further down the hallway. “Go get your sister. She needs to have a say in this, god damn it – it's her own #$&%ing future we're...” she spat as she trailed off into vitriolic muttering, only to hiss and swiftly gather herself in order to correctly finish her sentence. “...in any case, you deserve to be a part too. You were there, after all. A simple fact that shouldn't be that hard to grasp even for a bunch of stuck-up–”
“Mom, what about Hannah?”
“Hm? Oh, we'll just have to tell her when she gets back. She's got enough on her plate as is...” she tiredly said, gesturing once more and with greater persuasion as David hesitantly slunk back up the staircase. She could hear the soft knock on her youngest daughter's door if she held her breath – and could imagine how she would stifle her sobs and manage to politely answer despite all odds...
She had to hold her breath and imagine, though. She couldn't exactly listen to what actually was happening. The house was old, large, and stifled all noise – and each of the children had in effect an entire floor to themselves. Even if they only contained a room or two each. Sometimes she felt as if it were purposeful that they were positioned that way. At least someone had to be gaining some sort of sick pleasure from all this, right?
Her idle, depressive thoughts were interrupted as she caught Lucy trying to discreetly sneak in – freezing up like a deer caught in the headlights as soon as she locked eyes with her mother. Jane could see the shadowed form of David just behind her – anxiety flitting freely across his face now that he thought himself to be unseen – but her attention was entirely drawn to the state her daughter was in.
Heavily bloodshot eyes, visible tear tracks despite her distance across the room, a spark of self-directed shame in her gaze – the girl looked defeated, to be frank. Her lips were parted, and her throat leapt occasionally – but only stifled beginnings of sounds came out, nevermind full words. As she wearily crept over to the seat opposite Jane, the latter couldn't help but think of a kicked puppy as the already vertically-challenged girl seemed to shrink down even further into a tight ball on the sofa – completely unable to look her mother in the eye.
The first discernible thought Jane had was 'how the hell do I work with this?!' But she wouldn't be defeated just by a look. Lucy was more than capable of getting through this. She didn't raise her to be otherwise.
...In her own, unconventional way, she would pull through. That was fact. Jane assured herself of this through pure determination more than drawing up reference. She would be fine. Lucy would be fine. She needed this.
Sometimes lying to oneself was just the boost of confidence one would need.
“Lucy...” she began, to which the distraught girl flicked her eyes upwards for but a fraction of a second. The older woman inwardly swallowed, shoving down the returning doubts with another mental mantra before continuing; “Lucy, those men at the door weren't salespeople...”
“Yeah, no shi–”
“David, please!” she snapped, gritting her teeth as she pushed aside the guilt brought about by Lucy's frightened flinch back at her outburst. “The point is – they were claiming to be 'authorities'. In cahoots with whom, I have no damn idea, so don't ask David – but they were very insistent on... well, on getting you help.”
She was about to perhaps continue off of this poorly improvised abridgement (and a grossly exaggerated one at that), but was halted by the almost palpable look on Lucy's face at her weak excuse.
“Wh-What kind of... 'help?'” she asked, voice hauntingly low and unidentifiable in tone. Jane swallowed. She was treading in dangerous waters now, and she knew it. One wrong word could send the entire situation spiralling out of control – and cause Lucy's already fragile state of mind to fracture even further.
“They... suggested help in terms of a... new school.”
Lucy's head raised up. She clearly wasn't expecting that answer – and the tentative look on her face was only dwarfed by the curiosity also expressed by her at the concept. “What... what kind of new school?”
There was a still silence, before Jane drew in a preparatory breath and took in the expressions of the two siblings. Lucy was as aforementioned nervous-yet-intrigued, and judging by the dread painted on David's face, he had already caught on to the answer. Of course.
She was getting too old to deal with this. Three kids, all fatherless, all isolated, all fending for themselves. It was an unhealthy household, to say the least – and she prayed to God that the faculty of the place could handle it better with Lucy than she had been.
Exhaling finally, she steeled her gaze and met the dismal grey of her daughter's eyes.
“Saint Academy.”
