Ni Hao Zutara -Black and White by ~athena024 on deviantART


Ni Hao, Zutara by ~athena024 on deviantART

Where on this bar do you think I am?
 

Took the test over at JoinTheFight.com once, and I got this:

People talk about duty, honor and courage — you embody them. For you, self-control and determination are everything. You ignore and overcome pain, doubt, regret and anything else that gets between you and your goals. Once you make a decision, you stick to it. Making you change your mind is like moving a mountain.

Others perceive you as grim, intimidating and aloof. You don't care much for gatherings or the pomp of ceremony. Awards and other honors don't mean much to you; they aren't what you work for. "Keep the medals," you say. "Just give me your respect."

You prefer practical solutions to problems. When disaster strikes, other people can put their faith in philosophy or the gods; you'll place your trust in a loaded weapon and a well-stocked cache of food and water.

For all your gruff talk and stoicism, however, you aren't blind or deaf to the suffering of others. You care about other people as much as anyone — you just believe that duty comes first.

Took it again, got this:

There's a fine line between faith and delusion, and you tap-dance on it daily. You have so much compassion and intuition that your worldview is rooted in the long-term "big picture" rather than the mundane details of daily life.

Maybe you take intuition too far, though. People don't always know whether to describe you as visionary or deluded. They mistake you for an intellectual lightweight because you refuse to be bound by the chains of mere fact.

Your foes underestimate you, however, because they usually don't realize until too late that you are driven by a powerful sense of purpose. If the only way to serve your grand vision is to blast a few enemies out an airlock, so be it.

You worry about the consequences of your actions, not only for yourself but for the effects they'll have on others. But just because you care about other people doesn't mean you like them. You're usually polite and sociable, but sometimes your temper gets the best of you and puts others off. You can be charming when you make the effort, but there's the rub — it's an effort.

Hee! I am the leader(s) of humanity! Obey me!

Thennnnn, I got this:

A conscience? You don't need any frakkin' conscience! Or do you?

Some people call you antisocial; you certainly don't seem to have much use for them. You're kind of a loner, and you pretend to like it that way. Unfortunately, your lack of insight into the hearts and minds of others makes you just as blind to your own emotional needs. You deny yourself sympathy far too often.

Your strength lies in a well-honed sense of discipline. For the sake of duty, country or honor, you can do what needs to be done — no matter how horrific, brutal or criminal. Sheer force of will alone makes you capable of nearly anything, and you adapt to each new crisis like a chameleon changing its colors.

The weak spot in your emotional armor is that, despite your knack for pushing yourself to do anything you have to, you are plagued by remorse and guilt when you cross the line. Beneath that icy, Machiavellian façade you present, there is a decent and honorable person fighting to do the right thing at any cost.

No! I don't want to blow up! (Ummm, I also don't want to get shot or die of cancer. Just sayin')

http://ack-attack.livejournal.com/435733.html

Made me lol. A lot.

I made my first video. It's not so great, but I like it. Here's the link, or watch it behind the cut. 

I rushed this... Let me know what you think!

Post-OotP. Missing scene from HBP. Takes place after Harry arrives at the Burrow, but before the chapter “Draco’s Detour.” Why did Harry assume Ron would react badly to his best friend’s feelings for Ginny? Something must have happened. Here's what.