What's your larp in your head while lying in bed alone?
I larp pretending I'm a super successful Chad that starts to date a girl who feels extremely attracted to me and overwhelmed with how perfect I am, but I find out that she had sex with a black dude in the past and tell her I can't associate with people like her so then she has an absolute meltdown about her past decisions and finally pays the toll
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I larp as a serial killer/maimer who likes disfiguring and amputating limbs off of qt brown stacies
I just have a fantasy relationship with my oneitis, I hug my pillow and pretend it's her because it adds to the immersion.
That my loving wife is sleeping peacefully next to me.
I have a ton of larps
Sometimes just the things I'd do if I were extremely rich, but a lot of fantasy ones like where I'm the doom guy or a vampire or I help earth with knowledge I gather in the astral plane
Basically I have autism
extreme autism LARP: i'm in a mansion and my body pillows are two of my favorite anime girls and I have a huge harem of anime girls that I can pick and choose to fuck and cuddle with whenever I want
more mild autism LARP: I listen to roleplay ASMR while cuddling a body pillow and pretending it's the girl speaking
I dont even think anymore i just feel
I always end up pumping myself up instead of winding down to go to sleep
old larp was planning to be a cia agent and going over all the skills I should learn and the exercises I need to do to join the army to better qualify for a cia position
>continue studying blah blah language
>do you remember how to say xyz in zyx language?
>ask the recruiter for blah blah position
>you remember the recruiters number?
>this week is still cutting fat week right?
>did I drink 7 glasses of water?
>you need to start jogging tomorrow FOR SURE
now I just do all that but I larp like I'm preparing for post apocalyptic society so it's added on shit like
>need to search up simple medicines/how to make soap/first aid
>need to get strong to defend myself
>need to buy gun/learn to fight
>remember to band together instead of be gay ass dead lone wolf
>need to start garden
White bois are so insecure about their women receiving good dick lmfaoooo
Getting horribly maimed in some war and living the rest of my life as a quiet guy with like a cane in some remote house with ptsd being grumbly and shit.
i larp that i've the ability to pause time and space
so i go around raping and stealing shit
i also look like this guy while doing it
I heard that chick is actually a queen of spades
What does that mean?
And who is she?
I larp being dominated for fun by an aryan girl until she fall in love with me
Being an older gentleman with a full head of gray hair and thick gray eyebrows and glasses that look like the ones Isaac Asimov used to wear, with an olive green sweater and a dress shirt under it and a red the with white pokedots and khaki pants. I place one of my many antique books on the large shelf containing my collection I've spent years building up. There's a section dedicated to each subject, ranging from history, law and politics, fiction, the sciences, biographies, philosophy, ECT. I take my cane leaning against the wall and hobble out of my study into the main room of my home, which is a secluded cabin in the mountains of Montana.
I relive my high school years as the popular kid who went to all the parties and pulled all the hot girls.
I pretend I wake up the next day as myself, but 10 years ago. Then I can fix all my problems and be super smart and shit. It's vpathetic :^)
I like to stand on the beach sometimes and pretend I'm in a sad movie like manchester by the sea while listening to music and I pretend my oneitis is right there with me.
My bad I didnt read OPs post completely, sorry I'm retarded bros
her being my gf
i like to imagine myself getting beaten, kicked and raped by men. sweet dreams
I imagine myself years into the future. A future where ive lost weight, got a hair transplant, paid my debt and own nice things. I imagine myself with a young blonde wife and our children. I imagine our summer home in Marthas Vineyard. I imagine taking my father out on my boat and having a beer with him while fishing. Maybe even smoking a joint.
holy fuck she looks better from afar
Camping out in the fantasy universe. On my way to beat the eldritch colossus that has invariably wiped out every civilization before ours.
I really shouldn't go into all this, but...my mental LARP is that I'm Ryan Newgate, aka Warhound, a superpowered veteran of the Delta Force in the DC universe, who got discharged when Congress passed an act that made fielding super-powered soldiers a war crime and became a private bodyquard. Who constantly wears a bulletproof trenchcoat and a burn gel compression glove on his left arm to cover the scars from the event where an IED hit his Abrams, which awakened his vast superpowers. Always reading a tattered copy of the Meditations of Marcus Aurelius, going around hanging out with his best friend Kristie, an annoying radical feminist who never shuts the fuck up about the wage gap, the Bechdel test, and male privilege, but I still feel affection for her anyway. We met back in high school, where we bonded over our mutual love of the bands The Pixies, Garbage, and Hole, and I'll always have her back because when I was deployed, she was the only person who regularly sent me letters. It meant a lot to me. So I look out for her, and make sure she gets food other than ramen, because her focus on her blog is stunting her career and she's 37 years old with no boyfriend, student loans up to her neck, and three count 'em, three cats, do I hear four?
Sometimes the only thing keeping her going me using my power of Share Essence: Life, to let her siphon off some of immortality and enhanced stamina. I try to keep my nature as a superhuman a secret from her, she suspects what I am, and that something I'm doing is the reason neither of us had aged a day in 14 years and are both apparently in are mid 20s, but she doesn't have any hard proof. I try to maintain plausible deniability, claiming I'm just "an athletically built man with elite military training", she's heard it so many times she finishes it for me. She doesn't know for sure, though, I've made sure she's never seen me doing anything Batman couldn't do.
that im not alone anymore
Ive spent 9 years in the marine corps,
Six of those in recon, and have never met anyone with the word war in their call sign
Mine is simple. I like to imagine myself and this beautiful girl traveling the world and we're very in love with each other. She's adventurous, yet down to earth, sweet, affectionate, and cares a lot about me. She makes me feel really good. I have a very vivid imagination so it feels so real to the point where I get butterflies. We kiss, fuck, go out on dates, and love each other. This will never happen and it kills me inside everyday.
I try and keep her in the dark while I maintain my career as a close protection operation, rescue distressed people, fight super villains, meet members of the Justice League without compromising my secret identity. Also, dealing with periodic visits Sylvyzrtlyp, a 5th-dimensional imp from the planet Zrrrf. Sylvie for short, she's a 720 year old girl who's nonetheless a child of her species, she looks like a 12 year old girl who dress in elaborate, elegant gothic lolita fashions. Looks like Wednesday Adams wearing a bustle, or like I tried to summon the Devil and drew my conjuring circle with Pixy Styx. She's functionally omnipotent and has the mind of a child, and has chosen me as her human to torment. She comes to Earth every 90 days to take me on an "adventure", where I just try to contain the damage she does with her reality-warping powers. Nothing in the 3rd dimensional world can harm her, but she's vulnerable to rhetoric, she can be talked out of crazier stuff. And she's really sensitive to lewdness, a dirty joke or limerick will make her drop everything and cover her ears in protest.
Killing Parademons, hiding my powers from Kristie, flirting with Circe, kicking Bane's ass, protecting my VIPs from vampires, all in a day's work for Ryan Newgate.
I am...really autistic, and have an active fantasy life.
Dude, it's a shitty mental fanfiction character, give me a break. He's supposed to be a self-indulgent wish-fulfillment character, not a plausible person.
Just giving you some feedback. Id change your call sign
yep you're an incel alright
I never specifically said "Warhound" was his callsign, just an alias he went by. Because he /is/ the Warhound. As a Transcendent Being, Ryan is something more than a metahuman but less than a god or the Endless, he embodies an abstract concept and his concept is war. There are other Transcendent Beings, the Lawdog, the Songbird, the Blind Tiger, with powers on the same scale as his, just manifesting different aspects.
...also "Warhound" was his callsign, but c'mon, fucker killed 837 people. Personally. Usually with either his highly customized M4, "Malice A4thought", or a tomahawk. "I've never met anyone with the word war in their call sign", yeah, well, you've never met anyone who once killed a jihadi by letting him unload an AKS into his invulnerable chest and then kicking the deformed slugs back him like buckshot, either, have you?
desperate simp confirmed.
her face looks manlier the closer you get, how can you not see that you fag
ive had that dream so many times
Jesus fucking christ, get out of here you sick fucking person. Out of all the degenerate shit ive seen in this website this is by far the most fucked up.
That I have a wife & toddler daughter to come home to...
That we are laying together and she's running her hand on my neck telling me it's going to be all right
oh my sweet summer child
babbity boop
k wtf is this based thread
I'm lefty Alex Jones and people admire my vigor and autistic rage as something valuable, very much unlike Jones however
I wanted to be a Pro Wrestler, but now wrestling sucks and no one cares about that anymore.
I just envision myself as HBK in the 90's, he was the coolest thing and what I wanted to be in my childhood.
LOVE SPY LOVE SPY
HE IS SO STRONG ALL THE WORLD CAN SEE
HE IS A MAN
My larp is that I managed to awaken the supernatural powers I've been praying for for the last year, making me a planeswalking, immortal demigod. I go in countless adventures across the multiverse killing monsters, fucking bitches, fucking monsters and killing bitches.
My personal head movie that sits on repeat is that I'm a (successful) visual artist with a studio by the sea in Northern Ireland that I share with the one I left behind all those years ago. The work that is sold allows us to live comfortably but I spend most of the time watching the waves break on the cliffs, downing clean glasses of scotch, fighting off the existential crisis of not being able to meet my true internal expectations with my art; as in catching the fire of paradise and giving it form with base materials. The thoughts worm in deeper and I lay in bed with HER wide awake, staring at the ceiling coming to terms with the fact that I possess neither the years or hands to spread the uniformity of the sickly decadent, divine aesthetic transmitted to me. Even such Magician Kings like Alexander and Nero will be forgotten, just a flicker in the eye of eternity.
what a gay ass larp. In mine i'm fucking demon hunting werewolf
I thought of this larp/fantasy since summer 2014 and I "live" it almost every night before bed since. It goes like this:
>A date with my hot japanese/korean gf (i also imagined what she looks like too) at Shatto Park.
>We have a little picnic on the grassy hill area and then we walk around and play on the playground (park is empty).
>Chase her until we both trip and fall in the sand and share a nice romantic kiss with each other.
>We watch the sun set and when it's almost gone we leave and go to the Korean market
>buy ingredients for Japanese curry so she can make it for dinner, also pick up a fruit tart for dessert.
>We get home and have sex
>I go take a shower while she goes to prepare our dinner.
>Eat on the couch in the living room and watch some stupid japanese or korean variety show and cooking show until we both fall asleep on the couch.
>Wake up 1 hour later and we go to our bed.
>she goes in to shower and comes out fresh and clean
>she goes to bed wearing a big shirt (no bra) and her underwear
>spoon her and put my arm under her shirt to grab a handful of titty
>she smells so good and I hold her tighter and bring her as close to me as possible
>she turns around and kisses me and tells me she loves me
>i fall asleep in utter bliss being so thankful to the universe for bringing me this girl
Yeah I know I got issues but I can't get it out of my head. It's at a point where I feel like that did happen lmfao. I should try and express those scenes in a drawing, short story or song some how.
In my mind I get home after a tiring day in the office. I live in a typical american suburban house. I have a wife and two daughters who welcome me just like in american family movies. My wife is Jean from X-men Evolution and my daughters are Kitty and Rogue. We do typical family stuff (I saw only in TV because I grew up in a shitty family full of issues) I thought out extensively. If I'm still not sleeping I make up weekend programs for us where we have fun and are happy. Just like in the movies. Afterwards sometimes I have lewd dreams about them.
I though about buying lovedolls and playing out scenarios at home for real but I live in a shitty place and don't earn much so... at least I have my dreams.
I dream I am living complete peace and unfettered boredom in the countryside. When I die it's where I'll be.
neeting but with a mil
My sociopathic friend talks to me about various topics
Yeah pretty much just this. Often I do the confession scenario or sometimes dates or just hanging out together, cuddling and watching tv, that kind of thing.
I'm forgiven and able to be loved by her
I have a self insert character than I imagine in multiple fictional universes (40K, Doctor Who, Star Wars, Star Trek, Halo, Gears of War, Twilight, Resident Evil) or variations of our universe than have elements taken from the above fictional universes. He's me as "the Spartan" an omniscient super soldier with an amalgamation of augmentations and powers, mostly a mix of Master Chief & Albert Wesker. He wears a suit similar to Master Chiefs MJOLNIR amor but it's silver & black, underneath he's me but dresses like Albert Wesker and is obviously more attractive than I am IRL, he's basically me without the flaws and chadded up. He's over 10,000 years old, has lived multiple lifetimes and travels between dimensions. Like the other LARPs in this thread, he kills the bad guys and gets the girls / respect. Sometimes he turns them down and walks away because he's a lone wolf and no one can relate to his years and years of solitude and watching everyone he loves die again and again, a life of endless war. In some universes he decides to be the villain but is usually redeemed when an even bigger threat emerges to the current universe he's in.
Jesus Christ typing all that out really made me realise how autistic I am. I actually have a relatively normal life, a girlfriend, some good friends. If anyone every found out I'd be completely ostracised.
are you me from the future?
i just started to pushupmaxx but i already told everyone im joining the army so it's a done deal now
I pretend I'm dating my oneitis who convinced her parents that she's at a sleep over at her friends house. We didn't necessarily have sex, but she's in my arms and she likes it. I have a long pillow on my bed so I hug that and pretend its her.
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Basically something like this, where I'm the male protagonist
It's nothing in particular. I think about my life a lot, or what I could have done differently. When I'm actually daydreaming it's usually me enjoying a victory after a long struggle whether it's a debate, or battle. I like the idea that people acknowledge my capabilities. I want the world to accept my beliefs with force or words.
I constantly consume any form of media to stop my mind from wandering. There are only troubles, fears and frustrations in my mind. I go to bed when i'm tired as fuck and with a video running.
>tfw I repeatedly live this life with multiple women
user, you need to put yourself out there at some point. I suggest going outside after restrictions are lifted.