More or Less a Diary For Matthew.

[Pinecone]

So, before I actually start documenting my Tulpa, I'd like to explain him a little. We are the same person, but with different ideologies. He is a manifestation of me who is a little more 'on the edge'. By that I mean that he is very aggressive and rowdy.

I don't like fighting, he enjoys instigating it. I think alcohol is gross, he's enamored with it. I wear normal clothing, he wears things tattered and covered in blood. I'm a virgin, he is....very not. His name is Matthew, my name is Mattie.

So yes, we're pretty different. He was stemmed from a lot of repressed thoughts and violent urges characteristically deemed "Bad" traits that I shoved into the back of my mind. The reason I call him a Tulpa is because he knows exactly what he is, and has expressed distaste because of the fact that I think everything he enjoys is "bad" therefore making him "bad.

So this is pretty much going to be me working out some issues with him, trying to get him to calm down a little and perhaps we can come to an agreement.

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So far, I've learned that Matthew is very fond of consistent pattern like sounds. He's often more vocal when there is a beeping noise somewhere in the room. He also likes thunder. I don't know a lot more about him, aside from the fact that he likes sex, drugs, and murder, but hopefully something will pop up at some point.

Any suggestions are totally open!

[SomethingDire]

Huh. I feel like that if Elizabeth was completely sentient, she and Matthew would be best friends. She is nearly the exact thing Matthew is.

 

Good luck with Matthew. I have had Elizabeth for about 13 years now, so I guess I'd know a bit or two about this whole thing, so feel free to ask me questions!

[Pinecone]

Huh. I feel like that if Elizabeth was completely sentient, she and Matthew would be best friends. She is nearly the exact thing Matthew is.

 

Good luck with Matthew. I have had Elizabeth for about 13 years now, so I guess I'd know a bit or two about this whole thing, so feel free to ask me questions!

 

Thank you so much, I'm pretty new to the community. My oldest Tulpa has only been around for around 6 months!

[SomethingDire]

 

Thank you so much, I'm pretty new to the community. My oldest Tulpa has only been around for around 6 months!

 

Hehee, Céleste, my actual tulpa, is only about 8 months old. Elizabeth, however, who I usually refer to as "the me in another world" or just as my imaginary friend, is the one that's been around for 13 years. She shares nearly all of the characteristics with Matthew, that's why I consider myself reasonably experienced.

[Pinecone]

Update, Day 2

Matthew tried to hit on me. Obviously, this is an improvement over him trying to more or less murder me. I rejected him anyhow.

[SomethingDire]

Have you tried asking him why he tried to hit you?

[Pinecone]

It's just because it's HIM. He's got a very flirty and sometimes just downright sexual disposition.

[Pinecone]

So, I decided to let Matthew talk with people, just to get a feel of how he actually interacted. Unfortunately, that ended with said person logging off with calling him a brat, he seemed to enjoy it. I have been apologizing to that person for Matthew's behavior and I'm not sure if I should allow him to interact with other people outside of his personal blog.

[SickAsFrick]

So, I decided to let Matthew talk with people, just to get a feel of how he actually interacted. Unfortunately, that ended with said person logging off with calling him a brat, he seemed to enjoy it. I have been apologizing to that person for Matthew's behavior and I'm not sure if I should allow him to interact with other people outside of his personal blog.

 

He sounds dangerous. Make sure he knows his limits... Or at least you know his.

[Pinecone]

Matthew was pretty quiet yesterday, I've decided I'm going to let him write the bulk of this entry, I'm curious as how he felt.

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first of all hello, this is like the first time and probably last that ill actually ever talk to any of you shits. so yesterday, yeah yesterday was definitely a day. a fucking miserable ass day. im not sure if its possible to mentally exhaust a tulpa such as myself but jesus fuck you can only go so far. my dumbass host mattie decided to line up on the 'hardcore' side of the hockey game which basically meant he signed up for a world of hurt. he got smacked with sticks fucking constantly and he kept tripping on himself. smh, fucker also slammed the car door on his leg by accident. and then he had to stay after school for some stupid shit i never fucking pay attention to because it doesnt concern me. all i know is that his idiot posse was there that includes a pretentious gamer fuck and pretentious gay fuck. they hung out for awhile and actually played some of my favorite songs, which was nice i guess.

and then they all left and mattie went to the fucking dentist. im not sure how many traits mattie cursed upon my weak ass self but the fear of needles definitely was one of them. neither of us know they were going to shove a needle into his gums but guess what fucking happened. shocker aint it. his face was numb for like an hour and it was kinda funny to watch him struggle with it though.

then he fucking passed out and complained about orange juice or someshit im not even sure i wasnt paying attention to his dumbass self. the end. fin. get the fuck out.

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....well