Hi, I'm Bob. This is a personal/sometimes role-play blog. I live in New Hampshire, and I'm a geek.

I'm also suicidal, and incredibly depressed.

You can find me role-playing as malachiemmerich or lazarusholmes these days.

 

HEADCANON and BIO for Bob

How can I describe Bob? Bob is…complicated.

She is open, and outspoken around those she feels comfortable with, and shy and polite around those she admires.

She is painfully aware of how young she is, and at the same time older then her 19 years, at least in mentality. She is strange. She is quirky.

She tries to find humor in everything, and believes that there is so much beauty in all of existence. She is always looking for the brighter side of life, preferring not to focus on either the future, or the past.

For those she considers friends, she would literally kill for. Her loyalty is like that of a dog, if you treat her right, she will always support you. For those she considers family? Bob would sacrifice her own life if it made someone she loved happy.

She is desperate in her affection, deathly afraid of being left behind by those she cares about, again.

Bob is close-mouthed about her past, but from her behavior, it’s easy to see she comes from a dysfunctional, or even abusive home. She trusts no one, always suspicious of everyone’s motives.

She is uncomfortable around woman, and when it comes to physical contact with men, she is wary, hesitant, even timid.

When it comes to her enemies, Bob holds no mercy and no affection. If granted the choice, she’d rather kill someone threatening her friends or family, then let them continue to harass said people. She holds very little regard for her enemies’ wellbeing, taking great pleasure in causing them pain.

Bob plays at being one of the Good guys, but in reality? She is dark, and hateful, and so consumed by anger, lust, and bitterness inside that it’s a miracle she hasn’t snapped already. She looks at the world through jaded, rose colored glasses. She holds no illusions or naïveté about the way the world is. She is filled with disgust, and fury at humankind, for what it’s done to the Earth, and to itself. She looks at her fellow man, and sees monsters.

She can see the merits of being evil, and understands what is right, and what is wrong. But in her own words; “People are cruel, selfish animals. They let their prejudice, and their bigotry cloud their minds. Some people don’t deserve the lives they’ve been given, and I personally don’t see a problem with wiping them out. If the world lost all it’s murderers, rapists, child molesters, corrupt scumbags, and bigots, it would be a much, much better place. A place I know I would have no right to live in.

But it’s not about me. It’s about the children who kill themselves because of the horrors they’ve experienced. It’s about the countless innocent lives lost to inaction, to corruption, to greed. I don’t expect anyone to listen to me. Or to heed my words. I know I’m a hypocrite, a liar, a manipulator. I’m no better then anyone else. I’m cracked, shattered, and broken, but I’m okay with that. I’ve lived 19 fucked up years, I can survive for hopefully many more.”

Like I said.

Bob is complicated.

  1. justagirlcalledbob posted this