Unbiased Persona Who are you?

Hello there. You have been selected to see what type of person you are. Please note: do not take this personally and lash out on me. And if I specify you can pick more than one do keep that in mind if that I don't mention it, it is one.

Hi...*backs away*
Hello..*shrugs*
Hiya!
...
At your service! The one and only.
Yes and also I'm fine.
Yes. Hi..are you doing well?
Whateve's..
Does this really hold my concern?
...yes...


You are presented with several options to regard the situation. One of your loved ones are held at gun-point and in the other room there is an unknown figure that could either be a stranger or someone you know. The person who is doing this does not make itself known and allows you to either shoot your loved one, shoot yourself, free the person in the other room, or leave and not get yourself involved at a price. Which option do you choose?

Shoot your loved one. "At least the pressure is gone, but why do I feel so empty and heavy all of a sudden?"
Shoot yourself. "The moment is gone, but I didn't want to see the look on their face. It was too painful or it was overbearing to take on. I'm going somewhere, but the guilt I feel is only what I deserve. I'm sorry.."
Free the person in the other room. "Wh-why did I do that? Maybe they are in there. I..."*the person was revealed*
Grabbed the gun and tried to shoot the several accomplices behind you. *Gunshot*
You smiled as your hand shakily grabbed the gun. You pointed it at your mother as you nervously laughed. Hearing the gunfire you saw that she slumped forward in her chair. "Sh-she's dead. Good riddance she was only a pest." You left worry free as the other person was tortured in the other room.
You stood frozen on the spot as your body shook, your arms shot out as you started yelling at the top of your lungs. As you lunged forward at the person who was laughing through the screen, you wailed at it as one of the henchmen nabbed the back of your shirt. Flailing in his arms the henchman threw you on the ground. *gunshot*
Leave. You were left to live with the man constantly watching from the shadows, aware of your every action. You never spoke of that moment, but you hated yourself for backing out.
You looked up to your mother's panicked face and turned to walk away. She was not your problem nor did you want to involve yourself with something that she has done to herself. You were aware of the person's constant surveillance of your actions, but you paid no mind to it.
You were hyperventilating as you everything started blurring around you. As you slumped forward you shouted out blindly "Why are you doing this!?" before passing out.
You heard what you thought was someone you cared about dearly in the other room. As you started to bolt towards the other room you only latched onto the doorknob before hearing a loud gunshot. Slamming headfirst into the door blood pooled onto the floor.


The person in front of you is bullying a person you know. You have time to intervene, but you have mixed feelings about the situation at hand. How do you react?

You started to running at the bully and tried to incapacitate them. You were thrown off as you were held onto the ground with your wrists restrained. Managing to overcome them you knocked them out. Bidding the person to go home you went your separate ways.
You stand frozen on the spot too scared to move. You watched them as the person was left emotionally wounded with bruises on their chest and neck.
You walked away as you heard that person sobbing. It was not your issue it is better for them to sort it out themselves or better yet the person to toughen up and stand up for themselves.
That person should at least stand up for themselves. "If I were him I should be shouting and showing them who's boss. Unless it involves me I have no other reason to interfere."
You walked up to the bully and shoved them as hard as you can away from that person and told them that it is better to talk it out rather than shouting out insults. Feeling the bully push you back and call you insults. You inhaled deeply and said the same thing again. The bully scoffed and walked away saying that you wasting their time. Turning back to the person you held them and let them cry it out before you walked them home.
Feeling the rush of adrenaline coursing through your system you started running at them without realizing it and reeled back your fist to punch the bully. You managed to get them away from the frightened person, but your fists reeled in for another punch and as you ripped out a adrenaline induced scream then did you realize that the bully lied bloody on the ground and backtracking to what you yelled as you hurt them you remembered..."How would you feel if you were him? Huh?...Does it feel good?".. Whipping your head around you saw that the person run away before you could explain yourself.
Feeling a grin spread on your face your body moved swiftly to the bully's side and started punching away at them before throwing a quick kick to their side. You didn't know why you were being so violent, but the rush felt alien to you and as it died down did you see the bully lie on the ground with purple bruises forming on their arms and legs. Feeling something heavy hit the pit of your stomach you threw up near the bully. Hearing the light but distinct slaps of that person's shoes you realized that you did not only did something bad, but you enjoyed it for the short while it happened.
You advanced on the bully but the bully only shoved you harshly onto the ground. As you struggled to get up the bully threw the person against the wall before jogging off. Limping towards their side you tried the comfort them as they feebly threw their fists at you. After sitting there for what seemed like a few hours did you hold them gently as you walked them home.
Grabbing a nearby object, you swung at the bully as adrenaline pumped through your veins. hearing a fleshy crack you saw the bully lie sideways on the ground gripping their side. Hastily grabbing the person's hand you ran away as fear gripped your heels.
You felt as if something ate away at you as turned into their direction. As you bit your lip you shoved the bully out of the way, and as they were about to protest you reeled back your fist to punch the person you know. The bully looked at you incredulously as the person fell unconscious on the ground. You didn't know what drove you to that but somehow it was to make sense of your emotions and the situation.


A person you know is asking you a question on the phone. The person explains that they had found an abandoned car somewhere near them and wanted your opinion on how to deal with it. You have been having a rough week and as they said this you suggested...

To beat it up and deface it with them. You wanted something release your stress on.
It was up to them on what they wanted to do with it.
That you could both sell it and split the money.
You both could enter it into a demolition derby and see how wrecked it becomes afterwards.
That they should try to track down the owner and give it back to them.
To wait a few days to see if the owner gets it and if not leave it be.
That they both should sell it and give all their money to charity.
To go away and stop bothering you. Yelling crazily into the phone you hung up and threw a light punch at the wall. "What has gotten into me?"
To mindful of the person who might own it , but if they find it is someone's it is best to back off.
To just leave it alone and to not touch. The person who owns it might be dangerous or come back for it and hurt them.


There was a question inside one of your reading materials and you decided that it wouldn't hurt to answer it. Grabbing a pen/pencil you wrote down your answer under the blank line under the question. "What does it mean to 'have a life'?"

To take on new things no matter how dangerous it may be.
There is nothing to life we live and we die. It doesn't matter.
To live cautiously and be wise about how we go about it.
As long as it is spent well on me and divulging myself in whatever I find pleasurable.
To live for others and the ones you care for.
To be involved in others lives and care for them, emotionally. To be their stronghold.
To live a life where there is the right amount of what you need, but with what you find unpleasant. Without peace and quietness, excitement.
To live without minding the consequences. No chores and nothing to weigh me down.
To live a life without people trying to wrong my beliefs and go against my principles.
To live quietly and peacefully. Mostly to myself, but still mindful of others.


You are a student sitting through one of your college professor's lectures. It was about your favorite topic, but he kept comparing several points in the conversation to his life and experiences. You decided..

To zone out and cover bits and pieces of what they say. It doesn't really matter.
To stare bashfully at your paper and covered the most important pieces in your notes. You stayed silent to not be rude, but you didn't want to make a scene.
To angrily furl your brows as you to notes reluctantly. You were to scared to talk to him.
To keep on taking notes. As long as you pass this class you can go onto making a lot of money after attaining your job.
To stray away from interrupting them and kept taking notes. You cared about them, and tried to think that they are trying their best to make sense of what they are saying.
To dig your hands into your hair and abruptly stand from your desk. You yelled at the professor to stop talking about themselves and teach you what is needed.
To sit back in your desk and refrain from taking notes. Having a second thought you walked out of the classroom without a word to go somewhere else.
To stare down at your notebook as you furrowed your eyebrows. Still taking notes you tried to stay quiet out of politeness, but you were trying hard not to yell at the professor to teach them what is needed and stop wasting time.
As the professor struggled you added your knowledge to help them move along with the lesson. They gave you an appreciative expression as they continued.
To set of the alarm system for the campus. You had the knowledge of how to do it and yet against your gut feeling you wanted to see everyone's frightened expressions.


You were rummaging through your childhood memories. One in particular was the most memorable. You were sitting in class as your teacher talked about her trip to another place. In the middle of showing some of what she got as souvenirs your mother entered through the classroom door to hand you your lunch. As classmates looked on at the scene playing out before them you reacted...

You were frightened, fearing that your classmates might make fun of you. Using your arms as shields you told her to go away. "N-not now mommy..."
You tried to play it cool. As your mom handed you your lunch you said your mother had the coolest job in the world. You thought saying it would gain you some friends from the moment. "My mommy is cool, she does..this and you know she can also this..."
You gave her a look of both anger and embarrassment. After snatching the lunch you told her that she was interrupting your teacher. Your mother blushes and rushed out of the classroom. "Moom! Your interrupting her!" "Ooh..Sorry"
You paid no mind to everyone's stares. You happily grabbed your lunch as you turned to stop your mother before she leaves. "Thank you mommy!" She blushes and gives you a kiss on the cheek before she leaves.
You were pissed off at her and fumed at your desk. You roughly snatched your lunch and pushed her out of the way to storm out the classroom door. "I hate you mama! Stop embarrassing me gwuash!"
You waited patiently at your desk and when you received your lunch you threw it on the ground and stomped on it with your foot. "You don't have to do this, ya know! I already had breakfast.*grumble* So stop giving these to me!" Your mother silently picked up the mess and left.
You turned a cheek when she approached you, but as she handed you your lunch she kissed you on the cheek. Before she left you said," You didn't have to do this for me, but since you went through the trouble to make I' ll eat it..*blush**grumble*" The mother smiled as she left.
You looked shyly at your desk when she approached you. You blushed as she gave you a hug and kiss on the cheek before leaving your lunch at the side of your desk. You quietly mumbled, " Thank you" before sitting back down.
As you focused your gaze on the corner of the room, you move side to side happily when she neared you. Pressing your thumb against a small button a buzz came from your mother's back pocket. When she attempted to fish it out fart sounds emanated from the small device. After a short while she pulled it out and took the batteries out. Turning to you she gave you your lunch as she swiped you controller from your hand. Walking away you yelled to her," Thank you for the lunch ma!"
You didn't motion to hug or kiss her as she approached you. She gave you a hug, but you just stood quietly. As she handed you your lunch you put it at the side of your desk. You ate it afterwards with no complaint at lunch.


Growing up you made an image of yourself and acquainted yourself with several groups of people. When it is given the time to sit with someone at lunch you decided...

To sit by yourself.
To sit near a random group of people.
To sit near the people who talked about their problems.
To sit near the people who volunteer.
To sit near people talking deeply about the world's problems.
To sit near people with rugged appearances.
To sit near the popular people.
To sit near a group of people with diverse beliefs.
To sit near a small group of people having quiet conversations and are closely knit.
To sit near a group of people throwing milk bottles and messing around with the railings.


You read an article on "What is perceived normal?" It made you think for several minutes and it made you question yourself on what qualities you hold. You thought... (the minimum is one but you can pick up to two).

(choose at least 1 and at most 2 answers)

Being self-conscious and aware of other people's opinions.
Caring about their appearance regardless of the occasion.
Keeping to themselves.
Finding other ways of having fun.
Trying not to get involved in certain situations.
Keeping a strong hold on what you believe in.
Nothing is normal. It doesn't matter.
Being polite and curteous
Giving a hand in any situation.
Being aware of another's feelings.


You saw someone crying on a bench. It is someone you barely know and you only saw this person once at your school. You did not know them, but you saw them at some place you know of. You decided...

To leave them be. You don't need to be involved.
It's their problem, not yours. Unless it involves you you don't have any reason to bother.
Go up to them and ask who has left them in that state of distress.
Calmly walk up to them and gently ask what's wrong. After a while of patting their back to comfort them you allowed them to cry into your shoulder.
Go up to them and slap them. Telling them to get a hold of themselves.
Go up to them and tell them that they deserved it.
After a while a contemplating on whether or not it was alright to just leave them you left, but shortly afterwords came came to comfort them.
You started down your feet. Too shy to approach them you walked away without trying to comfort them.
Running away you were too scared to talk to them. If you said the wrong word they might negatively impact your school life.
To make use of the situation. After pretending to be someone to comfort them for a while, in the person's most vulnerable state you told them that it was all their fault to just see their expression. Happily leaving them, you thought you had a good enough high for the day.


You are given the option to change something about the world. What would it be?

To be able to help everyone in need. To give them a life without suffering.
To have a world without fear or decisions to make me seem cowardice.
To have a world that contains everything I love and want.
To have a world that contains the right balance of excitement and peace.
To have a world where everything is done for you.
To have a place where we can abide by our own beliefs.
To have a world where everyone can have their personal space and privacy.
To have a world where everything can be a challenge.
To have a world that it is just itself it doesn't need my input to change.
To have a world where everyone safe and fine.


You are put in a situation that makes you evaluate what is important to you. You decided...(you can pick up to three).

(choose at least 1 and at most 3 answers)

The challenge.
To understand others.
Having time to be by myself.
To not be plagued with responsibility.
Myself.
To not be a coward.
To have no one to change my way of thinking.
To not be weighed down by my problems.
To have everyone be okay.
Nothing. Or just neither.


Someone told you you have a problem regarding your physical and/or mental health. You turned away and to mull over their words and said to them...

"I have nothing wrong with me. I-is there? No there isn't. I-I'm not sure."
"Nothing is wrong with me."
"I-I'm not crazy! I'm not. I'm not! Aah!"*twitch*
"Is it really my concern? For all I know I'm still okay."
"Hou yeah I'm not all right. Try to take me on, baby!"
"I'm..I'm..not okay....?"
*sob**sob*"Is this true?"
"I understand I'll check with the doctor first."
"I know it must have hurt you to see me like this. I'll check with the doctor"*hug*
"I'm always okay. You're the one with problems!"


Someone you know has died. You attended their funeral and a day after, in that person's will, they left you a hefty sum of money. How did you spend it?

"I kept it as far away from my hands as much as possible. I don't trust myself with money."
"On myself. I got expensive clothes and food."
"I gave it away to the ones in need."
"I split it up with the ones I care about."
"I spent it all to get my fix."
"I spent it on useless things and didn't pay mind to take care of them"
"I contemplated on who to give it to and what to spend it on."
"I used it to fund my ascent to Mt. Everest."
"I spent some of it to have an easier time for talking in front of people and saved the rest for later for important expenses."
"I have no need for it. I kept it, but I didn't really spend it on anything."


You went to the doctor to exchange words with them. The doctor told you you only had a week to live. How did you spend it?

"I spent them with my pet at my home. Only motioning to take care of my plants and give the occasional hello. I'd rather spend them thinking deeply about some things before passing on and even then only after my passing will the people I know I died after word gets to them."
"I spent the first few days panicking. And after calming down I said my prayers and tried to find another way out of it. On my last day I curled up into a ball and left everyone I know a message saying 'I'm sorry' and wait for my death while curled up in my bed."
"I felt that it was coming. I did not motion to make a big deal out of it and spent the rest of my days as if nothing happened before dying."
"I spent it trying to do things that I've never done before. I wanted to experience the rush of sky diving or at least try some of the stuff kids try at raves and parties. I want to have the most fun in my life before passing on."
"I first yelled at the doctor and started to give a hard time by doing what I can to let my anger out. After I was restrained I calmed down and went home. I picked up a cigarette and took a few drags before letting myself off at the bar. I'd fall in and out of consciousness as people around me said I picked a few fights with some of the people in the bar. On the last day I pulled out a gun and shot myself in the head."
"After hearing the news I took several minutes to soak it in before leaving for home. Telling my boss I'm putting off work for a week for a personal issue I spent the first few days gathering a few things. After gather gathering what I found fit I started lighting fireworks in an open lot and waited until I heard the tell-tale sirens of police cars. I spray painted a few walls and lit a few fires. On the very last days I grabbed my guns to shoot a few of the people I hate. If I'm going to die it is better to go out in style and do some things I should have done in the first place."
"After hearing the news I started buying things to make myself happy I gathered what I had and spent everyday treating myself to something nice. I always kept to myself so it is better trying to make everyday worthwhile before dying."
"I felt something woke up inside me as the doctor said it. Overcame by the new feeling I started planning to help out the homeless and donate most of what I had to charity. I spent most of my days helping out others and on my last I sat in my chair mulling over what I have done in the past week. I died in my chair with a grin on my face."
"I spent the past few days making calls to my loved ones and close-friends. I asked everyone of them if they had any plans that week and asked them to come to a party I'm hosting. At the party a handful of people came and waited as I announced the reason for the celebration. Telling them I have only a few days to live I spent the party with people giving me pats on the shoulder and comforting words. In the last days of the week people came over everyday to greet me or give me comforting words. I told everyone of them that I was sorry, but they said it wasn't my fault. Laying on my last day in bed I fell asleep and died the next day with a small smile on my face."
"I spent the first day in denial of the news. I have a few regrets that I wanted to settle, but I sat stubbornly in my chair. As the last day neared I told myself I was being stupid and let out a few tears. The last day was here and I took my last chance to call up a few of the people I have wronged and told them I was sorry. The hours dwindled as I sat in my bed and cried to myself before resting lifelessly in the sheets. I was too scared to face my mistakes, but I made the effort to fix them."


You are an office worker. You are more or less the one who stays at your work space doing paperwork as your co-workers are paid more even though they do half the work. Your boss asks you to come to their office to have a discussion with you. Your boss wants to make a deal with you. He/she said that they will promote you next month, but half of your co-workers will be put out of work if you choose to be promoted. You chose...

To be promoted. You didn't care about your co-workers, you wanted the money you deserved.
To defend your co-workers. Even though they do half the work it is still not right.
To crack under pressure. You didn't know what to do or say and stood there as you were overwhelmed with the proposal.
You didn't say anything. You looked at your feet as your boss assumed that you wanted some more time to give your answer.
To try to explain how each could end up if they lost their job. Even though they do half the work they might not be able to support their spouses or if any kids. You didn't want to be the one to make anyone suffer.
To lash out at your boss. After being overcame by anger you gave your two cents and left leaving a dent in your bosses door.
To get some dirt on them before they left. It is better to make them leave willingly and never come back.
To decide which was the better option. While one may have benefits the other may result in something better. As you argued with yourself for the better decision you declined the offer, but told your boss if they came to that decision again you might have your answer.
To give your co-workers a challenge to keep their jobs. If they really deserved them then it should be no problem.
You stated that either option didn't matter, it was up to them to decide not you. You could be comfortable with whatever option.


You are given the chance to write about something. What is that something?

How difficult it is to make decisions.
How hard it is to be brave.
How to become like you and write in your likes and dislikes.
How to make this place better for the people who are need of assistance.
How to treat others the way they want to be treated and how to go about their problems if they mean something to you.
How hard it is run away from problems.
How hard it is to be responsible.
How hard it is to be by yourself and standing up to other people.
How everything is a matter of several events working together to give you the outcome of your situation. "It happens. There is nothing deep about it."
How to have fun on the edge and what it is like to experience them.


You are at a party. How you choose to go about it was splayed out before you. What do you choose?

To get laid.
To try the beer chugging challenge.
You sat on the porch conflicted on whether it is better to go home or enjoy the party.
Sitting on the couch, you didn't care too much about the people around you you are comfortable with seeing how it ends up.
You go crazy and start picking fights after a few drinks if someone tells you something you don't like.
You shyly keep to yourself as you try to not talk to much. You kept to spaces that are not overcrowded with people.
You try to protect a person from being overwhelmed by someone flirting with them.
You sit down with a person crying on the couch and tried to comfort them.
You panic and go home. You were too scared to see how it ends up.
To see how you might gain from the situation.


When you are given a problem to solve how do you go about it? (Up to three you can choose).

(choose at least 1 and at most 3 answers)

To not get involved, you might run into trouble.
To see how it relates to yourself.
How it help others.
To see how someone else might be affected.
To be conflicted with it.
To get it done as soon as possible no matter what you choose to do.
To see how you may incite fun from it.
To try to get involved, but without too much attention.
You can't handle it and try to get it done with with you being emotional.
To not be too involved. You add your two cents, but you watch to see it play out. You are involved, but you don't make an effort to see how it turns out. You are comfortable with however it turns out.


How did you like the quiz? Was it interesting? Did it make you think really hard?

It was frightening and what I mean by that is that it digs too deep, man.
I tried to see how it may involve myself. But it was hard..
I don't really care so...um
*squeal*I-it's a little personal, but it...
Bunkin' yes man. I wanted to see how it tested my limits.