My name is Antonio Lee. I'm Paladin by spirit and life only; all else is indiosyncratic to where I'm surprised by what I saw written in the test results and how for once, the term "paladin" actually seemed to fit me.
I was hoping you could help me understand.
There is no mention of a Paladin of faith and steel. A paladin is simply a warrior of the spirit here, but with no suggestion as to their means or even if they do indeed battle.
If my hero Tailen were to greet any other paladin, the latter would not know. Letting both be full in their equipment and compare, this is what might transpire.
If the paladin were to show his shield, I would reveal my agility and various tricks such as harmless flash/sleep capsules/darts (ends a battle quickly without bloodshed), if he were to lay his sword aside, I would reveal a slew of strange weapons, such as a fighting fan and/or hook swords.
Should the paladin demand I raise a sword, my hand would hold the Green Destiny (or a hand-and a-half lightsaber, but such is not fair), not Excalibur. Should he then request a challenge I could not refuse, there would be no resistance in my blade for to strike me is to seem as cotton or water, for it would seem I fight Tai Chi that is not Tai Chi.
Should the Paladin raise his horn, I would show a seven-string electric violin (www.woodviolins.com) or crystal low whistle (low pitch Irish Whistle).
Should the Paladin call forth his faith to effect the physical, I would raise my hand to reveal the secret I keep there: the fortune teller lines meet in the center to form the five pointed star, and gather my power here.
Should the Paladin call his mount, I would raise a 14-wheel skateboard (www.flowlab.com) or my own speed in reply.
Should the Paladin seek knowledge of his enemy and head to his Order, I would find welcome among darkwalkers, pirates, street racers, etc. as well as scholars, teachers, the police, etc.
I apologize for the verbosity, this is simply something unresolved to me. I am Paladin to all in personality, but everything else, is hardly the body and clothing of the same; a conflict in peculiarity that has plagued me as a question for a very long time.
Who am I? Having gone to a religious school for the majority of my life I have been asked this many, many times. Yet, I have never really answered. I always avoid looking at myself to see who I truly am. I usually answer with by referring to a stereotype such as calling myself a geek. In fact I was going to simply say I am a paladin for this assignment, but I think it is finally time for me to examine myself.
I suppose the main reason I never examined myself is I am somewhat ashamed of what I'll find. I am about 6 foot 2 inches, thin with little muscle. I am not much to look at, but that has never bothered me too much. Well actually that's a lie, it used to bother me a lot, but I suppose everyone goes through that stage in life. What sets me apart from most people is the way I think. I can solve problems faster then most people, and usually with a method nobody has thought of before. Everyone says I have a unique way of looking at things. I have to take their word for it since I really don't know any other way.
However, while my analytical skills are probably my biggest advantage, they are also my biggest weakness. I end up thinking to much about things that just don't matter. To make this worse, I have a condition that results in significant pain/discomfort when I worry about things too much.
My moral standards are slightly higher then most people, which has cost me a few friends. I refuse to touch drugs or alcohol, which as lost me a lot more. In fact I have very few friends. Looking back on my life, I never really did. I'm somewhat of a loner, probably because I have always had to rely on myself, and whenever I relied on others was let down, or abandoned. This has made me somewhat of a recluse and led me to spend a large amount of time with the computer.
The computer is probably the biggest influence on my life. I have been using one since I was about 2, and will be majoring in software engineering this fall. I always enjoyed working with the computer because it was a reliable logical machine. If it didn't work it was because I messed up, not because it didn't like me, or was busy with other friends. If you ever get a chance to read the hacker's manifesto, most of what is said there applies to my life, minus the illegal activities.
Overall I lead a relatively happy life, or at least used too. Recently I have been faced with problems that I cannot solve, and have realized how weak I really am. Even my faith, which used to be concrete, has been severely shaken in these past few months. I'm beginning to realize that the next 6 months are going to be the defining moments of my life. The only thing I can do is keep going, live by the virtues, and try my best. It's worked so far, I hope it will continue to.
Who am I? That's a difficult question for anyone to answer, for every human being has their own internal contradictions and intricacies. So how should I start? I have a lot of hobbies. I love creative writing. Poetry, stories- it doesn't really matter, as long as it involves creativity (I can't stand persuasive essays and such, unless I'm actually debating something that I care about with someone who isn't just grading me.) I love building up a character from the inside out-from their basic foundation (good guy, bad guy) to the clothes they're wearing. I find a basic plot, and then let their lives play out on the paper. Well, perhaps that sounds too smooth. I rarely come up with their journeys in chronological order. I usually know the end first, then the beginning, and bits and pieces just pop out in the middle. It's the connecting bits that flow, the section between two major points slowly folding out between them, occasionally making an entire new "big event". I do mean slowly though. I've been working on one story for months, and I only found the time to do 13 pages. I'm afraid that part of it is procrastination though. "Maybe later" is a very commonly floating through my head.
Enough about writing though. I also love to act, sing, play guitar and piano (though not extremely well, as I haven't been playing long), dance, read, blog, draw anime, and talk. I'm an "artsy" person. Then again, there's the side of me that loves video games and thrill rides too. /p>
I'm Christian-undoubtedly. The greatest moments of my life have been when I was connected to God. I felt such peace and at the same time, ecstasy. It brought tears to my eyes and I fell to me knees in thanks. However, that sort of connection- or any sort of connection at all really- has been avoiding me. Or perhaps I've been avoiding it. Pushing it away with doubts and fears. I've had lots of trouble with some of my friends lately. One is slowly becoming more kind and accepting, but the other two are almost against Christianity entirely. Neither of them believe in any religion, and they're both hurting though from nothing entirely obvious. In fact, the angrier of the two was brought up in a kind home with loving, sheltering parents. She despises religion. She thinks that religion is for a bunch of brain washed saps and restricts your freedom, but she fails to see how her constant anger binds her! She'll always be hurting if she refuses to give or receive love. She's said that I never say anything that means anything, but she always cuts me off before I can try! Right now, I'm clinging desperately to my faith. I thinks that it's all that keeps me going. I just wish that I had more patience- more wisdom on how to deal with this sort of thing. I guess that that's why the Bible says to leave your problems in God's hands. No one can bear the burdens that life heap's on you all by themselves. You have to have somebody.
My, I'm afraid I've gone on quite a lengthy ramble- not even entirely on myself! I haven't completely psychoanalyzed my personality for you, but that's a bit extreme anyways. I'll just say that I can emphasize with Anne Frank. I'm a "little bundle of contradictions" struggling to be the type of person I "would be, and could be if...if there were no other people living in the world."
Who am I? This is really a two-fold question: what am I and what am I like?
The first part is really very simple. I am 5'7" and weigh about 114 lbs, last time I weighed myself anyways. I am a 17-year-old high school student, a senior no less! If one were going to try to fit me into a typical high school stereotype, although I don't recommend it, I would probably be classified as an "outcast" socially, since I tend to hang out with the less popular kids. I get along well with almost everyone at school, though.
Academically, I would be a "drama geek". When I am at school, my world revolves around whatever is going on in the auditorium. The week after auditions for the school shows happen, I change the routes to all my classes so that I can walk by where our director will post the cast list. For some odd reason, this leads some of my peers to believe I might be a little obsessed. :-P
Other than acting, I also love to write fiction. Unfortunately, I have so many ideas in my head that it's hard to get them out! I can usually write a good short story given enough time, but I have never finished a story that was longer than four chapters. This is one of my major weaknesses - I am very easily distracted.
Right now, a major part of my life is my illness. I have Crohn's Disease, which is a chronic illness that causes a lot of pain, among other things. It has been preventing me from going to school and giving me a lot of spare time. I never thought I was doing anything so spectacular in the way I dealt with my illness until my recent stays in the hospital. The whole staff was amazed at how cheerful I was! I had sort of assumed that staying cheerful and putting on as happy a face as I could was the only way to cope with an illness like Crohn's Disease, but apparently that's a pretty unique response.
Once I get back to school, and my teachers start trying to catch me up on all the school work I've missed, I will be graduating high school and heading off to Pennsylvania to attend Elizabethtown College. I haven't even seen the campus, but I'm looking forward to the experience. It should be a lot of fun. After college, I plan to start on a career in acting that will eventually land me in Hollywood. If that doesn't work out, I hope to become an author, but.as I said earlier, that's a little difficult if I can't finish any stories! My third plan is to become a radio DJ. With any luck, I'd become as popular as Howard Stern without becoming *like* Howard Stern! :-P
Ultimately, I just want to be in a position where I can put myself in the public eye and act as a role model to people like myself. I don't think there are enough role models for kids and young adults today.
So, that's what I am, but only a little of what I'm like. You know that I'm an easily distracted optimist with some vague plans for the future. My greatest strengths, I feel, lie in my ability to give advice, to express myself through writing and body language, and especially in my sense of humor. Sometimes I wonder if I am not serious enough of the time.
My biggest weaknesses, other than my attention span, are probably that I sometimes take things too personally and also that I am not the most observant person ever. It took me a few months to complete the "Fix Something" assignment, simply because I didn't notice when I had fixed something!
Of course, I have more strengths and weaknesses, but they are inconsequential compared to the ones I have mentioned. What are important are my likes, as a person's favorite things can be very telling about their personality. My favorite food is ice cream. You can throw pretty much any flavor at me (not literally, please!) and I will devour it and enjoy it. If the ice cream was in a bowl, I will proceed to try to spoon out any that has melted for roughly five extra minutes. If the ice cream was in a cone, I will have made a huge mess and will spend those five minutes licking my hands and then wiping them off on napkins. My favorite smell is the smell of popcorn, which is kind of sad since I am not supposed to eat it because of my Crohn's Disease. The smell is still nice though. My favorite color is blue, and my least favorite color is pink. My favorite language is Italian, it is easy to speak and it flows beautifully. My all-time favorite TV show was Farscape. The SciFi channel canceled it, but I still haven't found anything that is better to watch! My favorite computer games have pretty much always been the Quest for Glory games; I loved the plots, the characters, and the puzzles. My favorite character class was the thief for a long time; because I enjoyed the extra puzzles they had when trying to rob places. However, that changed when I tried playing as a Paladin. I hadn't realized that the Paladin class also got extra puzzles, but I found theirs to be much more enjoyable (and much friendlier!), although sometimes they required less thought and weren't as challenging. I listen to all kinds of music, from alternative rock, to (a little) country, to pop, to Broadway show tunes. I find it is impossible for me to pick a favorite type of music, and the same holds true for books and movies.
Now that I've bored you with a list of my favorite things, I can tell you all about my hobbies. I'm sure you've been just dying with anticipation of this part, but try to contain your excitement. :-P Well, you might have guessed, but acting and writing are two of my hobbies. I also enjoy reading when I can and playing computer games. I consider eating one of my hobbies too, since I do quite a lot of it! I also role-play (but I kind of consider that part of the writing hobby). I spend a lot of time on the Internet talking to people on various message boards and through instant messenger programs.
Wow, this turned out much longer than I expected it to! Now you know more about me than you ever wanted to, congratulations!
My name is Cat, short for Catherine, meaning "pure." For those who know me, I'm sure they would agree that the name is fitting. I have days where I may be more outgoing or surprise people with what I do, but I never go against my beliefs. I am a Christian who does her best to live what she believes. Yes, I have struggles, but I have learned (and am still learning) to lean on God, no matter what the situation is. I do my best to always have a smile on my face. However, if that's not possible, then I have the select few (who are my closest of close friends) who know what is specifically going on in my life.
I am currently studying Communication Disorders in college. Anyone not sure what that is? Another name for my major is Speech Pathology. I graduate in May and am then headed to graduate school. I remember saying that I would never go into the medical field as I would be completely unable to keep all the medical terms straight. *chuckles* Look where I ended up. But I obviously love this major to death. I love working with children who have speech difficulties, whether with articulation or language problems. It's amazing to take data throughout the semester and then be able to look back and see that the child has made quite a bit of improvement in just an eleven week time.
I'll be the first to admit that I'm not the most talented person in the world...at least, not artistically. My paintings are paint-by-number...but I'm thankful I can at least mix colors and paint inside the lines! :-P I have a ton of trouble understanding poems or anything lyrical...for some reason, my brain doesn't process it. But I love to read, sing, and sign. Yes, I know sign language. I'm not completely fluent, but I hope to be one day so that I may be an interpreter for the Deaf. Looking back, I don't think I could be anything but a Paladin, as I am the type of person who is always trying to do something for someone, whether it's sending them something they want or need to just trying to smile to make the day brighter.
Identity is a strange thing that means different things to different people. For the longest time, I was quite sure that I knew what my identity was; that I knew who I was and what I was about. But life has a way of turning assurances on their heads, and when that happens, your views on just about everything change. They have to. It's the only way to adapt without losing your mind. I only wish that someone had told me that before it happened to me.
Two years ago, I was sure of myself, and sure of what I wanted to be. However,
I was only fifteen, and like the majority of fifteen year olds I had no idea
that so much could change in such a short amount of time. After suffering a
breakdown, it was obvious that something I was doing wasn't working. That's
not an easy thing to accept. And it was also obvious that in order to recover,
I was going to have to change my life. People don't tell you that, either.
You see the Wellbutrin and Zoloft commercials on TV and if your experience
with mental illness is limited to the flying blob creature that Zoloft uses
to advertise itself (still haven't figured that one out), it seems like all
you have to do is pop the pills and everything will be all right. Prozac nation,
right? Wrong! Major reality check. Recovery is hard. It's brutal. It makes
you grow up and it forces you to change your mind about everything you ever
knew. I realized that nobody could save my life for me if I didn't want to
be saved, and I learned never to trust people without full evidence of their
character. You discover who your real friends are when your life goes through
such an upheaval. Sometimes you lose all the friends you have.
But you know what? The journey is worth it. I've discovered that my mental
illness is part of who I am and I'm proud of it. Why should I be ashamed of
it? Should a diabetic be ashamed of checking their blood sugar? It's the same
for mental illness. My fight with mental illness has made me stronger and given
me a purpose that I didn't know existed. It's like fire in my veins and a goad
to the spirit that I wouldn't change for anything, not even my old friends.
This is who I am, and who I want to be. This is my identity, and I am proud
of it.
My name is Aquilo which means the Northern wind, I am also known as Vityariel. As for adventuring part of my being, which is by far the greater part :) I find my ancestors to a great extent responsible for, being a Ukrainian of some noble Cossack descent. Considering history, Cossacks may well be looked at as an order of itinerant knights, a mighty brotherhood, and long have I found myself internally obliged to follow a strict code of honour in order to be worthy of those I am directly related to. For it is not the descent alone which makes someone worthy, but personal actions and attitudes.
On the one hand I am a mariner sailing the high seas from North to South, from the hot sands of Egypt to the frozen rocks of StMagdalena Bay, through the storms of the North Cape and sunshine of the Greek (I'd rather say Silmarian) Mediterranean. And having signed the Guild Book, there was no cowardly turning back, so I proceeded directly to the tasks. And I was quite pleased to find that the tasks presupposed not only some amazing feats of sword and valour, but some creativity more associated with men of letters or of arts - but a true Paladin must to some extent resemble a Renaissance man and be capable of many things.
One of the things that many people have found me quite capable of - besides writing eloquent letters :) - is playing music and composing music. Though I must admit I consider myself only an amateur, lacking the benefit of being taught by someone. And the idea of expressing true nobility, true valor, compassion and selfless goodness by musical means - most important qualities indispensable to anyone who would be a true Hero, or, moreover, a Paladin - this idea was important to me long before I came across the chivalrous Quest for Glory series.
Hello, my name is Amelia or Amy for short. Only in the past couple of years have I had enough honor to dare call myself a paladin.
Once upon a time I was cruel and heartless, uncaring for others, and I had enough people in my clique to drive away any who dared have a chance to best me in anyway or try to chastise me for what I was.
And then, I moved schools. Now, rather than having my clique, I was alone and instantly set upon by those who were like me in their ability to be cruel. Now that I was on the other side of the scale, I realized how terrible I had truly been, but my journey to what I am today was not over yet.
The daily torment I received day after day, my only friend being a suicidal druggie, gradually wore me down until I became very suicidal. I had no courage then and couldn't kill myself, but my hands and arms still bear the scars where I'd had bloody scratches.
Finally, my family pulled me out of there and I came to a new school. I had the chance to try again, so I did, this time remaining kind no matter what the people there did rather than fight fire with fire. In time, the physical wounds and the emotional wounds became scars - no longer painful, but always there to remind me of the path I'd come through.
Now I again have a group of friends and we're forever expanding, stretching across many countries, creeds, and races, totally at peace with eachother. I've made it my mission to connect people and help in any way I can with anyone's problem, even giving up what I'd enjoy if it'd help someone else.
This is the true making of a paladin - forged with fire to become a powerful shield for others.
My real name is, actually, Kate. I am 22, and I am married with a three year old girl and a one and a half year old boy. I am a stay at home Mom. I now live in Florida, although I was raised in Alaska.
I had always been an overachiever. I was pretty in high school and I still am; I have never had much trouble getting people to like me. I’ve always gotten good grades, and I tend to be intellectual. (I have actually read a college Biology textbook cover to cover, for fun.) I married a very good-looking guy who came from a nice family, and we have owned a house and purchased a business, all before I will turn 23. I drive a nice truck and we live in a beautiful new house in the suburbs. That is the outside.
On the inside, things look much different. I was raped in high school and everyone I ever knew turned away from me. (Rape is very hard to prove.) I managed to pull myself together enough to go to college. When my second child was about 6 months old, my father-in-law came on to me, and he fondled me without my consent. I was sent into a horrible mental place- they called it Post Traumatic Stress Disorder. I could barely function. I felt shattered and weak and I could barely even care for my children. This time not everyone turned against me, but most did and it has destroyed what I once would have called ‘the best family I’ve ever seen’. Even my husband now does not agree with me as to the severity of his actions. I have had to be broken and then broken again and still stand up and try to explain why I am not at fault. It is ridiculous. Fortunately though I have recovered (mostly) from both actions and I am a strong person now.
I can finally stand up for everything and do it effectively. People listen to me now, and I am not entirely sure what changed. Whatever happened, I am now Paladin because I want to be a hero. I actually believe I am a hero, just one who has yet to truly prove herself.
It is indeed an interesting question. I'm not anybody amazingly unique... I'm about 6'1", 260 lbs (chubby, at best.), and fairly muscular. I am a Pharmacy Technician, a diver, and swordsman. So that's me, in a nutshell, physically, and on the surface.
On the inside, however, I'm a completly different person. I'm very extroverted, as in boisterous. I'm loud, happy, and hyper waaay to often. In fact, I've been described as terminally cheerful, bouncy, perky, annoying, etc. If there's a word for energetic, I've been called it. And energetic is how I feel. All the time. To be honest, it is a bit odd to feel this way on such a constant basis, I'm a morning AND a night person... Can drive my wife nuts. (Example: Trip to california, I woke up at 4 AM one morning in the hotel room, just the 2 of us, had gotten dressed, and sat on the bed. At one point, I had worken my wife up, 'Bouncing' as she put it. We drove over the sierra nevada mountains that very morning. Bah, too much energy.) To be honest, part of it is due to my having ADD. ( Attention Deficet Disorder.) 'Tis painfully obvious at times. However, to be honest, most of my energy comes from me being just plain happy.
I'm a healer, and a counselor of sorts. I am always Listening to my friends' problems in one way or the other. Not only do I listen however, I do my best to help in any way I can. Be it a ride to a friends house, a comforting shoulder to cry on, or simply a word of encouragement, I'm there. And happy to be so.
And the most important part of my happiness is this: My wife. A wonderful young lady by the name of Kim, she is the abosulte center of my life. We have the most fascinating relationship. When we first met, we were in high school. I was a senior, and she was a sophomore. Astronomy Class. I was being my usual, disruptive, energetic self, and she got paired with me for a partner project, much to her dismay. See, she thought I had been incredibly annoying... She was right. However, working together, she learned about who I really was, nice, and plain old fun. (Hehe... Shameless self praise.) And she and I started dating soon after. A year or so after we started dating, we were engaged. Long engagement... 5 years down the road, we finally got married, and move out on our own. Our first year anniversary is coming up, Sept. 18th. And I'm the happiest man on the planet. She is everything I am, and all I ever want.
On a final note, I have a condition which usurps my ADD in seriousness. It's sobering, to me, espically with my energetic outlook. I have something called Polycystic Kidney Disease. It's a terminal illness, which will cause my kidneys to fail within the next 20 years or so. Lots of medical bills, lots of blood transfusions, dialasis, etc. And, believe it or not, it's one of the reasons I enjoy life so much. If one can be happy, even with a fairly nasty disease, what can keep you down? Nothing. It's not as invasive as cancer, and nowhere near as hard to work with, as there is a treatment. However, it is a threat to my life, and my childrens lives, since the disease is passed genetically. I have resolved 2 things- ONe- The disease stops with me. I'll never let it pass to another person in my family line, if at all possible. Two- If the disease k eeps me from having children, if it cannot be halted, then I shall become a foster parent.
The point of all this is that I am a person. Who am I? I am Ryan Crabtree, Swordsman, Husband, Paladin.
