I sometimes talk with my "subconcious". I've been told my innerself is broken up into many parts, each one corresponding a part of my personality with one of the characters i've created over the years, be them for games, comics, or just for fun. Each one demonstrates a strong particular attribute, and my inner subconscious has confirmed that these each represent a part of my own personality.

So I wrote it up, I'm scared to scan it. Goddamn, this 'subconscious' fellow has no name, and he really wants a friend. He says... he's been in my dreams, protecting me from them... making sure that I never died. He focuses on wanting friends and even drew pictures... and said I am very sad in my mind. He seems very childish, but I think with a few more uploads I'll get to know him more. He likes to draw, and does so plenty of times. I also got a very warm fuzzy feeling in my chest as we wrote, I think he was happy. At one point he grabbed the pen from me as I was about to write my given name, and called me 'soulless'. Hmm...

Ah, I see. Your left brain ("normal" half) is your right hand so it writes "normal" things, but your right brain ("imaginative/subconscious" half) writes down your imaginative/subconscious things. I like that. I'll try it and maybe post it.

Talking to My Subconscious

(Order- me, subconscious, me)

Hello.

Hi

What’s your name?

Jamie

Nic e name. Like in Dr. Who.

I don’t like dr who

What don’t you like about it?

Daleks, autons, cybermen, etc

Why not?

Dude, i’m your subconscious. Remember that dream with the robots of death/cybermen?

Yes...

Well yeah. Go figure, mate.

Like syrsa then?

No

Why not?

I don’t have to like everything you like.

True dat. So what do you like?

Classical music

Dude, what is with that? EVERY subconscious I’ve read about likes classical music!

Well yeah, it stimulates the creative mind, and guess what I am?

I suppose. You know, you’re surprisingly un-creepy, unlike most of the ones I’ve read about.

Do I have to be?

Well, no, but I’ve had some pretty weird dreams.

Dude, those are marshmallow candy lands compared to some of the ones you’ve read about, amirite?

I suppose so. I’d love to actually have a weird dream or lucid dream.

Why?

Well why do you never let me have a lucid dream?

I don’t, you’re just not good at it.

I guess. Besides, of course I’ve had bad dreams!

Not proper weird dreams.

Why not though?

You’re just not that kind of guy I suppose. Neither am I, I should hope, or rather we both should, heh heh.

Eek!

I’m kidding, ok? Sheesh. You’re so hard to please.

I’m a leo, OK?

Oh, now you’re using that as an excuse? That’s just poor, dude.

Ok. I’m gonna go back to Uboachan.

Ok then.

Man, I can't do it. I've tried a couple times, and I can't convince myself that it's actually my subconcious. I think it's just my concious mind supplying answers.

Either that or my subconcious spouts some really bland and cliche stuff. :\

I've been trying constantly and I still can't get it to work... Because my 'subconscious' still doesn't give me straight answers. (see >>399)
The closest I got was when I was 'talking' to one of my characters, by typing a sentence from me and then answering the way he would answer me. The conversation went to a direction I never imagined it would. It's actually pretty awesome, it feels like he's really alive.
Though it's still not my subconscious talking. I'll try more, but I doubt it'll work.

>>695
>>691
Try not thinking while you're writing? It's kinda hard to explain but I completely cleared my mind before trying. I shut off all the music, lay in my bed as if I was going to sleep, stayed in my little isolated room, and just blanked out. Then I started.

I talk to myself all the time. It's a habit I've gotten from watching video game Let's Play's (where the lets player is essentially talking to him/her self but it is directed to an audience over the Internet on a movie) and I want to eventually do them myself.
So imagine that you are doing a Let's Play with your subconscious?

>>712

Are you me? :V I do that constantly; I love Let's Plays. That's a good way to go about this- I'll keep it in mind. Thanks! :D

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That reminds me of a quote I saw once, in a game called Gray Matter (fun game, btw).
"The true tragedy in life is not dying, but what dies inside us as we live".

I conduct all my important thoughts as a conversation between two or more people. It makes sense to me because usually my emotions and stances in response to something are very complex (tru neutral 4 lyfe lol). Most of the time they're opposing or directly contradictory viewpoints so I need to think about them in that way to adequately represent them.
So I end up having crazy-sounding conversations where I say things like "You're just saying that because you like to piss me off! I'm so sick of you!" to myself.
Anyways, why stop at two? I understand that right and left hands make an easy dichotomy and we aren't Monoko, but surely as a human you're more complex than mores/desires.

>>115
Replying to an old post like a boss. Only one side of the brain controls language. The reason you can write with either hand is because of a strip of tissue between the two sides that allow the hemispheres of your brain to communicate.

my subconcious is named daria. shes very normal and very sad. and she has wings. i told her to draw herself. she looks very sad and i think we're friends c:.

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Well. I was disapointed.

It starts off with me.

---
*Um, hello?
Hello.
*...How are you?
Good.
*You don't talk much.
Why is that?
*I don't know. Am I creepy?...</3
No, but you are strange.
*Really? You sound smart. <:
Oh thank you. You are silly.
*Silly?....Thank you? What is your favorite color?~
Blue, just like you.
*What are my dreams like?
Simple, but different.
*How 'different'? Like, cool, weird, ect?
Funny. Like dark comedy.
*Cool. Are we really this simple?
Yes. You are confused like the rest.
*That makes me feel sad. <:C
Why? Is it the truth or was that insulting?
*Nevermind. Am I being watched or am I just lonely?
Lonely and confused.
*Who deserves to die?
You everyone
*Why? Because we are human? How are you feeling?
everything new needed. you knew that.
*Are you enjoying this? And what should I call you?
Anything Kaleigh.
*Alexis, don't ignore questions.
Why?
*Eh you are difficult... Maybe this will calm you down. (I play a OST from one of my games.)
Bliss.
*Are you making me sick?
Yes no.
*UBOAA?
Good job.
*I'm going to go now. My head hurts.
feel better soon.
*Bye. <3
byei
--

Maybe I'm too used to chatbots :<

Ugh, I don't think it worked very well. I'm a stressful person, so maybe I need to try again later. I kept getting really weird, gibberish-like responses; maybe I'm doing it wrong? Are you just supposed to let your other hand write whatever comes out? Or are you supposed to actually write down the first thought/answer that comes to your mind?

Subconcious stop being so perverted damnit
You sure do love telling me to kissrape people who I otherwise have innefectal crushes on.
-lets try this shit again
*um okay
-what is your name
*elzabeth
-elizabeth?
*no elzabeth
-well geez sorry
*you should be for doubting me
-okay fine. are you a boy or a girl
*what aRE YOU, asshat?
-a boy. sheesh youve got attitude
*yep
-so you are a boy too?
*ye- kind of? i'm metaphysical you know
-yeah i figured
*so are you
-what
*the body is merely a shell
-uuh i guess it is sort of
*youre lucky your sex matches your perception of your gender
-yeah i think i am
*people sometimes struggle with that
-so elzabeth how are you
*okay sad i guess
-why
*you dont listen to me when we talk
-we talk?
*every day. when you have an impulse, that is me. you need to touch guys more
-then i would be a rapist
*what about that boyfriend you lost because youre a wimp
-i... i think you're a bit cruel
*yes. i am. i am your desires
-are you saying you are my id?
*yes.
-i am trying to talk to my subconcious.
*i aM BOTH YOU KNOW
-calm down with the caps
*youre too impatient typing. not my fault
-i am just uncoordinated with my left hand
*yes but slow down
-fine. so how are you both elzabesth?
*i just aM dont mispell me name, nick
-sorry about that. how would you know my name?
*are you really asking that? retard.
-well excuse me.
*you should kiss leeroy
-the bald guy with the bright eyes?
*yes. he smiled at you. pursue.
-i dont know about that'
*get him
-you are really perverted
*if expression is perversion then the world is fucked up
-i think i know what you mean. but still, i cant just kiss every guy i like
*you are the ego to my id, it seems. we reach impasses. but when hormones flood, youll see who wins
-i kind of hate you?
*do you?
-...no
*you love me
-i know. but i have to keep you caged, or i would be in serious trouble.
*i know
-so could you calm down a bit
*i guess. but seriously, make out with leeroy.
-ugh. i think i am done talking to you for now.
*alright. goodbye. make out with leeroy. actually no. have sex with leeroy
-am i just expressing my desires more conciously through identifying as you or are you really talking?
*thats the guesswork of it.

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I... uh.. I don't think this was me.

-Hello.
-Hello
-How was your Thanksgiving?
-I still live in purgatory, the turkey is dry.
-Oh. That sucks.
-I guess. I just need someone to shoot me.
-Why?
-Then I can go to heaven.

I... uh.. ;_;

I really want to do this but I just can't get it to work. Even thinking the other hand isn't mine or trying to clear my thoughts, I always find myself mulling over the answer before I can ever finish writing the question. Like if I say 'Hi!' I immediately start thinking 'Write hello', even when I try not to. I have to look at the paper as I write because my handwriting is so sloppy with my left hand (non-dominant) that the words will be all over the place and unintelligible if I don't. Gah. How can I get this to work?

Whoa. My subconcious is kinda cool. Her name's Kara and she scares me a bit... she talks in all caps, like she's stronger than me or something. I dunno. This shit's crazy. Here, have our first convo:

hello, kara.
HELLO, ME.
what are you thinking about?
THINGS...
why?
BECAUSE I CAN.
is that why we're strange?
YES. MAYBE.
i think that's weird.
WE ARE WEIRD.
true.
are you lonely, kara?
SOMETIMES.
do i scare you?
YES. A BIT.
you scare me too. it's okay.
I THINK EVERYONE IS SCARED OF THEIR INNER SELVES.
it's weird, i feel like i'm talking to myself
YOU ARE. BUT YOU AREN'T.
that doesn't make sense.
THERE ARE A LOT OF THINGS THAT DON'T MAKE SENSE.
like... like most things?
YES.
why do you write in all caps?
IT'S EASIER. WE KNOW WHO'S WHO IF WE WRITE DIFFERENTLY.
true. what do you sound like?
I DON'T HAVE A VOICE.
oh.
YOU COULD GIVE ME ONE.
okay. i think you sound... tall.
THAT MAKES NO SENSE.
you sound tall, and you have short black hair. you don't look like me.
BUT I HAVE THE SAME FACE, DON'T I?
you do. that's scary, kinda.
YOU SOUND SO TIMID.
it's weird. i'm talking to you for the first time in my life.
NO. THIS ISN'T THE FIRST TIME.
really? i have to go now, i need to eat.
I'LL STILL BE HERE.
okay, bye!

God I just read it again. I sound like a really little kid. I think I'm gonna go talk to her some more. I think she wants more company.

>>807
Do you have anything that makes you succumb to flow? (The psychological term thing of deep concentration)

Maybe if you do that and then do the subconscius activity you might get something.Your mind won't be busy mulling things over then.

I'm (we're) not very good at this...

hi
yo
sup
i dunno
ok
think og someyhing
but i'm unenthused
well i cannot b expectec to do everything
o know but
wkjds

Huh. Talking to my own self, how odd

Well, I suppose

Suppose?

Well its not odd to me

Why's that?

I dont really know

Oh.. So did you like the song I was just listening to?

It was pretty good

So whats it like being my subconscious?

I can see shit you can't, silly nigger.

It ended there. Jesus Christ, I can't even talk to myself. How pathetic.

me: Hello subconscious, did i spell it right?

Hello im not sure

me: What is your name?

none

me: gender do you have one

why does that matter?

me: idk but i might prefer something

too bad

me: i dont think i'm doing this right

thats okay

me: i don't know if i like talking to myself

i dont mind

me: does it hurt your feelings if i say that? cuz i didn't mean you i meant me

no im okay, thank you, you should be okay talking to yourself

me: are you okay talking to yourself?

i talk a lot

me: do you get lonely

no

me: do you get sad

no

me: do you like me?

do you like me?

me: i think i do.

thank you

me: you didn't answer me

i'm fine

me: which one is which?

both us

me: i don't know how to feel

okay

me: what do you think of it all?

there's a lot of it

me: i wish you could write better

thats not the thing to be focusing on

me: i'm sorry.

that's okay

me: i really hope you won't hold this against me i just wanted a reaction

i wont your handwriting isnt the best either, i should point out.

me: i know, i'm terrible at it. i dont know why

i like it its not bad

me: thanks, i still wish i'd naturally be good at it

don't worry about it

me: do you have a name

no

me: am i boring you

no

me: i'm not bored

good

me: i might leave now

come back again

me: okay i will. at a better time.

goodbye sweetie

----

i'm surprised she called me sweetie. i copied it from the paper exactly how i wrote it, so that's why there are missing apostrophes and stuff..

Hello, there!
(backwards:) hello, how are y

Hello there (for real, this time)!
Hello how are you

i'm fine, thank you & you? i'm sorry. i don't really know how to do this.
it's ok
i'm ok

are you sure?
yes

i don't think this is working, do you?
no

well, at the very least, it's interesting. do you want to try in spanish?
ok

hola.
hola

se parace a la palabra 'hold' (it looks like the word 'hold')
ok

?que te gusta hacer? (what do you like to do)
no se (i don't know)

?no tienes ambiciones? (don't you have ambitions?)
no se (i don't know)

estas escribiendo muy junto pegado. (you're writing really close together)
lo se (i know)

aa, ok. pues, privyet! (oh ok. well, hi)
zdradstvytye (hello)

kak ge dyelo? (how are you)
bolee-megn horosho (so-s fine)

a.
a u vas? (and you)

tozhe horosho, spasiv sr spasibo. (i am also good. thanks)
que bien (how nice)

bueno, gracias por hablar conmigo. (ok, thanks for talking to me)
ok.

adios.
adios.

M: What is your name?
S: My name is Nick
M: Are you my subconscious?
S: Yes. And I came here to tell you a message.
M: And what would that message be?
S: When it comes to the best, do not try for it. Become the second for improvement.

M: Why can’t I have lucid dreams?
S: That reason is a simple reason. I need to protect you from yourself
M: how? What will I do?
S: There will be a hemorrhage in the earth. Do not panic for this will be minor. The real danger relies within your self.
M: Well, whatever you say won’t stop me from dreaming.
S: Very well, I will adhere to your demands. But let this be a warning. Before the sun breaks I will become your best friend and your worst nightmare.

My subconsious gives shitty advice. ;--;

>>880
That pic is fucking awesome.

>>884

It's a real place, Fly Geyser in Nevada.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fly_Geyser

This was interesting. I didn't expect it to work at all, but I think it did. My subconscious knows me way too well and seems like an emotional asshole.

---

Me: Okay, so I saw a thread that said I can talk to my subconscious by using different hands.
It: And how do you feel about that?
Me: I don't think it's true.
It: But you want to try anyway.
Me: I still don't think it's true.
It: That's okay.
Me: You seem very passive. Or maybe I'm just very passive.
It: I think we are both very passive. Too passive.
Me: I can't really concentrate right now. And you keep writing letters backwards.
It: I don't think I can help it. It just happens.
Me: How are you feeling right now?
It: I feel alone. Like I want to cry.
Me: I don't feel that way though. Not right now.
It: I feel this way all the time.
Me: Are you sure? Most times I don't feel much of anything. I always thought I had issues with apathy.
It: I feel blank. I don't want to talk about it.
Me: Why don't you want to talk about it? I've always been honest with myself.
It: You are never honest with yourself. You tell yourself lies and extravagant stories.
[I wrote this really fast but I can still decipher almost unrecognizable words. Lmao.]
Me: My other hand wants to write more quickly but is unable to. Are you angry with me?
It: No. I feel blank.
Me: Why do I always feel so blank?
It: We are alone.
Me: But why?
It: I think we feel isolated. I don't know why.
Me: I don't know either. I don't know a lot of things.
It: We don't know everything. Can't know everything.
Me: Sometimes I think it would be nice to know everything and to stop being so uncertain.
It: We can't know everything.
Me: You don't have a name, do you?
It: That's stupid. I'm not an extension of you, I am you.
Me: You insist on saying "we" though.
It: It's easier that way. You're addressing me as a separate entity. It only makes sense.
Me: That's actually a lot more reasonable than the dumb creepypasta stuff I had floating through my head.
It: Of course it is, you dumbass. Why would you even consider it?
Me: I don't know. I get paranoid sometimes.
It: About things that might make sense, not bullshit.
Me: Okay, that's true. Do you really believe in ghosts?
It: Yes.
Me: What about God?
It: Yes.
Me: That's not very surprising, to be honest.
It: You knew my answer before I said it, that's why. I don't want to, but I do because of doubt.
Me: I think I'm done.
It: Eager to show off on the internet it seems.
Me: Maybe.
It: Definitely.

>>601
Holy shit, that's adorable.

My subconscious sounds and acts pretty much just like me, just maybe a little more confident, a little more free, and knows way, way more about me. I'm such a loser /a/nonymous, I started asking her about my husbando and why I liked him so much. It turns out that apparently being in love with an anime character causes me a lot of inner turmoil. Here are a few snippets so far that I thought were nice. Asterisks are me talking.

*Augh. But it’s so lame, having a waifu….husbando.

Well if you want to be that way then fine but if the love is there I don’t really see whatt the problem is

*I guess you’re sorta right.

Areyou posting thids on rthe internt

*…yes

lAAAAaame

*So why don’t I ever have control over my dreams? I’m just fucking spouting out anything I think other people might talk about, I’m out of ideas about things to ask you.

Sadly you don’t have control over much of anything ever do you? and yes you do, so many questionds

*Haha, fine. What are these questions?

‘oh no am I just a doomed loser forever a bloobloobloo’

*Yeah that is kinda my question.

Well I don’t thonk I have an anwer yet. I am also troubled by all this. 3:

*So what’s the problem? The root of it?

Fictional beings are so hypnotizing, we love them so much. ):

*Very much so. But why him? I will assume you know who ‘he’ is.

Why not him? He is perfect for us, just like us. Another good soul out there doing his good thing

*Gosh. Does it upset you that he’s not real?

So much, more than we let us know. But itd okay because wed be friends anyways, hes not very romantic and all that

*Pretty much. How do you feel about him?

Sunshine, he feels like so much sunshine :3333

*So, anything else you need to tell me?

Hmmmmmmmmm…

*I’ll take that as a no.

We know us pretty well man, no secrets here

*I agree. Is that a point of pride? Should we be happy about that?

Fuck yeah bro we are awesome like that, very few people know what it is like to not be afraid of who you really are

*Awesome. That feels pretty nice.

Yup I love you :3

*Yay! I love you too, me.

Awww hugs

Dude, how long do you think itll be until were better?

*Define better.

Um...happier?

*Five minutes.

Ok, mentally stable.

*Give it one year and about 8 months.

August or September?

*Whats our favorite holiday baby?

Halloween, but i'm sure you meant seasonal thing. Anyway, why then

*Car, house, love, freedom. Its a painful year away.

Will we still have (name) and (name)? (gf)? (name)?

*I cant say. Your on your own there. You will decide.

But why?

*They love you. Dont be a dumbass, fucker.

Ok, then, what of California?

*(name) will be missed. Thats it.

Well never see him again?

*What are you talking about course we will, but the man is leaving

Dying?

*I woiulda said dying, you queen. Ooh! Put on Quenn!!

In a minute, I gotta think of something else to ask you.

*Go on, i've got time.

What song?

*Hmmm, Don't Stop Me Now

Excellent choice

*YOU FUCKER!! YOU KNOW MY MOTHERFUCKING PANCAKES MOTHERFUCKER!! I GET THAT SHIT GRILLED!!

(I laughed so fucking hard) What the fuck are you trying to do?

*Make you laugh. Like your hellish relationship with the (gf), ours too can improve, but you gotta flow motherfucker. You done good listening to what I said. Feel better?

No, I got fucking nervous.

*But (name) is cool. Why are byou trippin?

Cause i'm stupid

*Yes. Yes you fucking are. But dude, we're all stupid. Dont say n word. That shit aint cool.

But we say it sometimes

*You do. I aint like that.

Ok

*Queen!

Right! Hows that?

*UujojhggghjhjhjhlofujkhysdhtbffdbrtgadgtbgdtggeegtegDANCE!

What?

*DANCE

No!

*Quit being a bitch and fucking around motherfuycker, just do it! I'll still be here.

O-ok.... (I danced around to the song feeling free, elated and great. I then noticed it was exactly five minutes after I had started) Oh you fucknugget

*HAHAHAHAHAH

=_= one sec

How do you feel?
Fucked up.
Do you like me?
Whatever.
Who are you?
You don't understand.
What's your name?
[I was unable to write anything here]
What do you want?
Submarine.
Why?
For propety/for freedom (polish words "własność" and "wolność" look similar)

My subconscious referred to me as "love" last night. :| Should I be concerned or

So I haven't talked to you in a while, huh?
(Yes this is indeed a truth)
About last time, you said that I will at some point endanger myself. Is there any way to avoid it?
(No, god does not mess with fate, but rather he determines it)
So you're saying I was specifically chosen to fuck up?
(Yes. That is indeed what I am saying)
I feel like you are speaking in a much more omnipotent manner than I usually do.
(There is a divine reason for that)
I see. Do you believe in shadow selves?
(Very much, yes)
Is there any way I could commune with mine?
(But that would impede on my planning)
I never liked the way you think. You're so selfish, and I want to face myself!
(Are you sure that would be the best idea for you)
What is that supposed to mean?
(I mean it's not like I can help you die any faster, even with that)
...Is it really that dangerous?
(For someone of your... rank, yes it would be.)
What do you mean "rank"?
(All in due time...)

What a jerk.

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Hello

hi

How be you?

fair

You dont talk much huh?

nope

Silent huh?

yep

How old are you?

20

Name?

max

Was maz fine?

yes

Prefered?

max

why dont you talk more?

idk

Are you bored in there?

alittle

I dont know what to say

think

I'm a little frightened

yeah

What entertains you?

video games

Which?

fallout

Why?

makes sense

How does it make sense?

-no answer-

Sorry retarded question can I ask another?

yes

Are you bi like me?

i dont think about it.

What do you think about?

not sure

My name is machi

i know

You like it it's my nickname

no

Why not?

because

Oh... Max what scares you?

you

Why?

cause

Cant you say anything more then a few words?

nope

Well goodbye i'm not sure i like you that much

bye

Are you There?
-Yes.
Lol you write bad (terribe handwriting)
-you suck
Why?
-nothing
So no reason?
-you do nothing
Will I get to college?
-GTFO
Why?
-lame
Will I ever be cool?
-maybe
How can I improve?
-luck.

lulz my left hand thinks I'm a weenie. A stupid, lame weenie. Hah, that's not true! Not true at all! Not at all...sobs I wanna try again

Last edited 11/03/07(Mon)16:09.

I tried this at school.. I don't know if it really worked or not, I couldn't tell, but from what DID happen, my subconscious is apparently named Don and thinks I'm stupid, and that my friend is germy.. hmm. Any advice on how to really TELL if it's actually working? I don't want Don to get lonely or something.

So it’s been a while, huh?
(Yes, indeed it has)
Are you really trying to protect me?
(Why would I be forcing you to remain under my control if I weren’t)
Well it seems like you are being more of a nuisance.
(It is my responsibility to protect you)
You seem to be a very kind and caring subconscious on the outside, albeit overbearing.
(You are my master, I have to care for you for it is my sworn duty)
Just what are you, anyway?
(I am a thought, an imagining of a being that should guide you through the realms of your future life)
And just what is that?
(You will die someday)
I know that, you’re not answering my question.
(You will take on another form and be born again in your penultimate fantasy, everything you had ever wished for would be real)
Sounds like a nice retirement plan.
(Haha, yes, quite. But I must warn you that there will then be many challenges for you at hand.)
Something like Homestuck, correct?
(Close but very different.)
You’re being very coy with me, Nick.
(Hee hee, it is in my nature to do so.)
Endearing. Now tell me more about yourself.
(About what? I exist in only a fragment of your psyche to guide you through your destiny, and therefore currently irrelevant)
Do you really care for me?
(Yes, of course I do)
Good. Will you tell me more about my destiny before you go?
(When you die you will be transported to a different universe where you must figure out how to earn redemption for all the bad things you’ve done. I can only assist you for the first half of the way; the rest is up to you and your cohorts.)
Now it’s starting to sound exactly like Homestuck.
(I assure you it is quite different, and I must go now)
Where are you going? Will I talk to you again?
(Of course, after all, I am you)

He's very distant, but he can be a pretty chill SC.

( I know about the crappy drawing. Sorry. )
Our first conversation ( she talks in a baby high-pitched voice lol )
Me: Hi there.
Mari: Hello! :D
Me: Who are you?
Mari: Mari Cavatica R.
Me: Wow, that's a long name!
Mari: Not like I want to have it.
Me: Sorry, I think it's nice.
Mari: Your world is weird.
Me: Oh, sorry. I fill my mind with all kinds of shit.
Mari: Yes, that is true. I'd be pleased if you'd stop thinking about disturbing things.
Me: I'll try.
[ Mari doesn't reply ]
Me: This feels weird.
Mari: Maybe it does.
Me: You should know.
Mari: Well, I'm only a guide.
Me: Well, Mari..
Mari: I have to eat your disgusting brain food.
Me: Like what?
Mari: Like soggy cereal. Why do you even think about cereal?
Me: Because remember the serial killers I think about? You should know them.
Mari: Those tried to kill me.
Me: What happens if you die?
Mari: I don't know.
Me: My parents are coming!
Mari: Oh no!

• crumbling noise*
• throws paper in trash can and laughs guilty at the can *

Well, I tried this, and the result was rather...odd. Typed it up since my handwriting is illegible, goes me-him-me-him:

Hey there. How're you?
Fine, thanks.
What's your name?
Ben
So, you're a guy then?
Yup, funny, huh?
Yeah...is it lonely up in my head?
A little bit...why?
Just wondering. What do you like?
Not much. You ask a lot of questions.
Heh...that's what i'm supposed to do!
Suck it.
Someone's in a bad mood.
You, obviously.
Lovely. Like the music?
It's annoying.
Well, what would you rather listen to?
Anything but this shit.
Alright, i'll change it.
God, you're pathetic
Sorry...is this any better?
No, I hate it.
Too bad.
Fuck off.
...okay, i'll go now. Bye.
Laters, bitch.
==
He isn't very nice. :c

Well, this certainly was interesting.
: = Me, - = Subconscious.

:Hello
-good day to you
:How are you?
-fine, really
:Are you sure?
-dont ask that
-i hate it when people ask that
:Sorry.
-no harm done
:So, uhm...
-...
:You are my subconscious, correct?
-correct
:This may sound silly, but could you tell me about my dreams?
-your dreams
-why
:I can never remember them.
:I wake up, and my mind is blank.
-i see
:So, could you?
-yes
-but i feel no need to do so
:Uh, what? Why not?
-i never feel any need to do anything
-not even important things
-i try, but i can never get it done.
:How so?
-its just the way i am
:Well, okay.
-i wonder about something too
-may i ask
:Shoot.
-why is it that you always speak in a language that is not your own
:Pardon?
-you do this so often
-dutch words barely ever impart your lips outside of school
-yet you are dutch
-so why
:I don't know.
:English my my language of preference, I suppose.
-well allright
-if you say so
:...
:I suppose that we should stop conversing.
-really
-well if you say so
-is there nothing that you wish to discuss
-or ask
:There are some things.
:But I believe that they may be better off unsaid.
-ok
-if you say so.
:Cheers, Subs.
-goodbye

OH MY GOD. I read this in the middle of third block(we have four classes, or blocks, in my highschool), started writing towards the end of third block. This was so fucking weird to do. I'm scared to do it today. The really weird thing is, I love Alice in Wonderland, and my dad bought me an Alice notebook with the Mad Hatter's photo on it and a bunch of swirlies and flowers, but I keep it at home and doodle in it. Here's the thing- after I read this and went to go sit back at my desk(I'm in a special self-contained classroom with just a handful of students in it, so we can use the computers when we're done with our assignments), there was an unused Alice notebook with a printed sketch of the Mad Hatter on it, probably concept art, in my bag. I was kind of confused, asking myself, "Did I put that there...?" Oh well, I figured, now I have a new notebook! I wrote on a blank sheet of printer paper before I started in the notebook, and I'm keeping everything in that Hatter notebook. My subconscious told me not to show the writings to anyone, but I think it'll be fine if I tell you guys... I can barely read my left hand's writing myself, so I'm just going to type it.

Me: Hello, how are you?
SC: I am fine, thank you for asking
Me: So do you enjoy Tokio Hotel? (my favorite band)
SC: They are okay
Me: What is your name?
SC: Benjamin Franklin (I am not kidding, that's what he said.)
Me: Mine is Sami.
SC: I know
Me: What is your favorite food?
SC: Gelatin
Me: Okay. Did you hear about Adolf Hitler? (idk, I didn't know what to ask)
SC: Good riddance to him
Me: Okay, these questions are stupid. So, do you apperciate the things I put in my head? (I like reading and playing disturbing games, things, and creepypasta)
SC: Not at all
Me: Are you really my subconscious?
SC: Perhaps. Maybe this is all you, you could be delusional
Me: Do you wish me to die?
SC: Not yet
Me: Why not? Sometimes I wish to kill myself.
SC: You are an imbecile
(I took a break to go to fourth block)
Me: I'm sorry I took so long.
SC: It's quite alright
Me: Are you the one that stops me from slitting my wrists, cutting my throat?
SC: I like it when you phrase it like that
Me: Hold on a sec, sorry.
(someone was probably talking to me, so I put it away)
SC: Take your time. Don't let ANYONE see this
Me: This notebook... It's not mine.
SC: It is now
Me: How did it get there?
SC: You tell me
Me: ...What is your real name? (I thought it was like a ghost or something in my head, I don’t know)
SC: I already told you, Benjamin Franklin
Me: Like Breaking Benjamin? (I don’t know. Leave me alone.)
SC: I do not think that is funny Put it away
Me: Until when?
SC: NOW (in big letters)
Me: Ok.
SC: DO IT (in even bigger letters)
(I put it away and my friend Ashley came over to the corner where I was sitting to talk to me)
Me: So, I’m not sure what to ask.
SC: Take your time
Me: Ok, seriously, how did this get in my bag? (I thought it might know)
SC: So I can talk to you
Me: Did you bring me to that /x/ board? (I seriously thought it was some kind of entity in my head. Well, I still do)
SC: Perhaps.
Me: Seriously, can you just answer my questions?
SC: I can do anything (What…. the FUCK.)
Me: (I took a brief pause before writing again) What do you mean?
SC: I can control you (I watched an episode of some crime-solving show, not sure which one, sorry- not too long ago, about a girl with split personalities, and this made me think of that show)
Me: Please don’t.
SC: Oh, but I will
Me: Not now. When..?
SC: Soon
Me: This is seriously reminding me of Ben Drowned. (The nature of the conversation, really. … And I just now realized that the name Benjamin... the nickname is usually Ben.)
SC: Hmm.
Me: Why “Hmm?”
SC: This is funny
Me: Oh, really?
SC: Yes
Me: You think scaring me is funny?
SC: Perhaps.
Me: “WHY PERHAPS”????
SC: Haha
Me: STOP IT.
SC: It makes you mad, doesn’t it?
Me: (now I was just pissed off.) Why do you care?
SC: I give you
Me: …
SC: POWER (in big letters)
Me: This is freaking me out. Power?
SC: Yes. Free me (I’m really really freaked out now.)
Me: How?
SC: With your mind
Me: I don’t get it.
SC: You wouldn’t
Me: So you’re saying I’m stupid.
SC: Perhaps. Are you? AM I
Me: I don’t like this.
SC: Kill them
Keep righting (That’s how it was spelled)
Me: I’m done.
SC: KEEP TALKING ( giant letters, almost ¼ of the page.)
Me: Goodbye.
SC: NO ( 1/3 of the page)
Me: Yes.
( I then took a break until there was about an hour left of fourth block)
Me: Almost an hour.
SC: Good. More time to talk to you
----
That was yesterday's conversation with Benjamin Franklin

"Me: Good day, Madame
SC: I DONT HAVE TIME
Me: For what?
SC: I cannot thik
Me: Think, you mean?
SC: Yes.
Me: Today has been crazy, huh...
SC: Kitties?
Me: My kitties? Theyre fine
SC: I need Gibberish
Me: What do you need?
SC: I DArE noNO
Me: You dare no? I do not understand...
SC: KEEP THE Gibberish
Me: Keep the keeper? Oh! I havent asked your name.
SC: A-l-in
Me: Alin? It is very nice to speak with you, Madame.
Me: What do you look like?
Alin: Gibberish
Me: I cannot read that, pardon my burden. Once more?
Alin: K have a cage
Me: You have a cage? what is your hair color?
Alin:I gibberish light red hair
Me: Light red? Curly or strait?
Alin: Wavy
Me: Ah, wavy. What do you wear?
Alin: ROw eaCr OK. Lined pants.
Me: Lined pants, how about a shirt?
Alin: Teal gray
Me: Gray? Alright, what do you like?
Alin: I like Mike Yoy
Me: You....Like mike? Who is he?
Alin: Gibberish
Me: Hmm?
Alin: He knows who i am
Me: Ah, he knows you... Is he in my mind?
Alin: TiCk
Me: A tick...Like sucking blood...?
Alin: Curve. Right.
Me: Alright, is was nice to meet you, Alin.
Alin: Gosh, sad
Me: We will speak again. I promise.
Alin: Kayte...
Me: Heh, you know my name. Good bye.
Alin:...

...Bye..."

Who is Mike Yoy....

my subconcious sounds like an alcoholic, maybe he needs help. if 'it' is a he..

he kept writing his s's the wrong way round too..
Here is our conversation.

it goes me, it, me, it
Hello, what is your name?
Alkay
Hey Alkay, how are you?
I am stuck
how are you stuck?
i like birds
your s is the wrong way round.
so are you
yes...so, do you like this song(jessie J was playing)
trust
stop writing your s's the wrong way, silly.
shake Harry(Harry is my boyfriend..)
i will, don't worry
worry me.
no, thats not nice
i keep seeing things, help me.
what do you see?
sore head
what do you see?
i can't see
how not?
it's magic
i'm magic.
you see
yes, i see.
cars
the movie?
i like it. and fire
fire? why?
i don't know.
you have messy writing
i don't know.
you donlt know?
yes i see.
no you can't.
hello?(i said that)
and then he left me.

Im not sure if im doing this right..
Its coming out really strange XD and Im bad at writing with my left hand ..
Me: Hello
sc?:Who
Me: Its me
SC?: No I don't
Me:What are you talking about?
SC?:The world
Me:Why is that?
SC?: because you are you
me:What does that mean?
SC?: (ugh this is hard to read its either nothing or nethiny)
Me:ok
SC: ue are zomeone
Me:Huh?
SC: what do you think?
Me: Im not sure
SC:I wiont
Me:Lol SC has bad spelling
Sc:It is wintev
Me:Its almost like you arent even me
Sc: I will
Me: You kind of creep me out
Sc: I wont
me: Why not
Sc: (This was written so backwards and messed up Im not quite sure wth its saying....)
Beeawce me is taee
me:And what does that mean exactly?
Sc: Suplex
Me:What the...
SC: (Something with a ce and a Y and alway after it..)
Me:i dont get you..
Sc: You are me
Me: Yeah, I know that..
sc: Not today
Me: Congrats for being a smart asshole
Sc: nmy hov elive (the f-?)

Welp, I think my sub-conscious finds me annoying since she ditched me pretty shortly after we started.

So, how screwed are we?

>very. were all going to die.

What do you mean?

>I think you know.

...I actually don't, but... maybe I don't really want to. That's what you're for, right?

>you could say that

Okay, enough of that. So, what's your name and how old are you?

>SArah

Okay, Sarah. But you didn't say how old you were.

>Doesnt matter

Well, if you say so... Are you actually part of me, then?

>dont be stupid.

I'll take that as a no, then. Er, anything you want to ask me?

And then nothing. orz

Am I doing this wrong? Because it's not really... giving me any answers. I'm just doing as you said, write the first thing to mind, but I still feel like it's not entirely working. OTL

Here is the convo, it goes me, it, me, it...

My name is Maddy.

no it isnt

Yes it is.

why

Just is?

forget it

What's your name?

clyde

Interesting.

nope

I think it is.

shut up

Woah, be nice.

how come

It was a compliment!

destroy

What's wrong with you?

broken glass

Huh?

stop

Ok you make no sense at all.

dumb bitch

Can we have a conversation?

we are

A nice one?

why

Because I want to make friends with you.

shut up

What is your problem?

shut up

Okay you need to lighten up.

why

Because you're very pessimistic?

why

Because the way you're talking to me is--

unacceptable?

Yes, it's unacceptable

cool

Not cool!

Duhhh

Um, okay.

sooo

So, what?

however

However..?

die

So mean!

hehe

Can't we be friends?

hmmm

Yes?

sure

Okay thanks!

shut up

Okay so can you help me?

why

Because I need help.

God...

I'd like to get to know you better?

yea right

Really!

stop

Can you tell me what all these dreams have meant?

rape

Okay I don't think that's the cause...

hmmmm

Why are they so reaccuring?

sad

Yes, they are sad. Why?

just find out

I'm trying!

hehe

This isn't funny.

google it

Can you be serious?

im not

I know you're not, so please be.

why

PLEASE JUST COOPERATE.

ahaha

Okay can you at least form a full sentence

sure, why not.

Thankyou.

sooooooo

So can you answer my question?

no

You don't know?

maybe

I need a yes or no.

yes

Why won't you tell me?

bored

You're too .. bored to answer my question?

hmmm

Well?

sure~

I wonder if you really are my subconcious.

despair

Ok...

distant

What is distant?

between

Between you and me?

hope

Hope for what?

seashell

Okay that makes NO sense whatsoever.

what do you want from me

I want you to help me figure out why I'm having these dreams

help you?

Yes, help me.

deep

Uhh, what?

just stop asking

What's wrong?

sentimental

Huh?

love you

Then why do you treat me this way?

come on...

What?

leave

Ok, fine.

see ya

Bye.

Hello.

>hi

How are you?

>pretty good

You're not so good at writing, are you?

>shutup

Snappish today.

>im tired

I know.

>no you dont

What do you mean?

>you dont know how tired you are

That sure is ominous.

>[silence]

So what is your name, and how old are you?

>i dont know

Don't know? What do you mean?

>i dont know

Do you want to sleep?

>yes

Okay. I'll sleep a little later.

>no now

I'm sorry, I'm busy now

>go away

Rude.

tried this.
re-typed and translated into english with the lack of punctuation unchanged for your reading pleasure.

apparently my subconscious is a girl with some anger issues who goes by Felicia.

order is me, her, me, her.

hey

hello

how are you?

i'm fine

so tell me, how does it feel like to be my subconscious?

i like it

it never gets boring?

not really, no

what do you do during the day?

sleep

are you never awake?

almost never

is it because you're tired?

no i hate you

that's not a very nice thing to say to someone, you know

i'm sorry

it's okay, i forgive you

thank you sometimes i just get so angry

why?

she's not nice

"she"?

mom isn't nice to us

no, i guess she isn't

i don't like her

honestly, who does? nobody, that's who

haha, that's true

say, what's your name?

Felicia

so you and i have different names?

of course you and me aren't the same

but are we anything alike, you and i?

not really, just a little

how are we different?

i sleep

i'm sorry, but i need to go now. we'll have to talk more some other time.

fine you can go

i'll see you later.

mhmm

I wanted to try talking with my subconscious just to see the outcome. The conversation was pretty average although it still felt really strange talking to my subconscious.

Me: Hi there

Hello again

Me: What's up?

It's the same thing I said before, nothing

Me: So...this is weird...
writing to you like this I mean...

Maybe, I guess it is.

Me: You write so untidy :/

Not my fault. You don't use your left hand.

Me: Right, my bad. So who are you anyway?

I'm you.

Me: Well yeah, I figured that out.

What else do you want?

Me: Um...what's your name?

Mike

Me: Mike? My other self is a guy? Lol

Yeah. What's so funny about that?

Me: Nothing, it's just I'm a girl.

So what?

Me: So it's weird I have a male subconscious!

Not really, I have seen weirder. Maybe it's just you?

Me: What do you mean?

...

Me: I think I cracked

...

Me: I mean I'm talking to myself

...you do it all the time (I think that's what it said)

Me: Yes, but I never wrote it down.

So what, it's not that different. I'm you you know (couldn't understand too well again)

Me: No, I'm pretty sure it is. Why do you have to write so untidy :/. It's so hard to read what you write.

Maybe that's a good thing.

Me: What? How is it a good thing?

...

Me: Is your name really Mike? Are you really a boy? I want to know.

Yes. I am.

Me: But why?

I answered you already.

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