Ssh. You’ll jeopardize my mission.
That would have to be Thief from 8-Bit Theatre. My core of friends in high school do, in fact, resemble Red Mage, Black Mage, and Fighter. When we first found the comic, we were rather in shock at how well it fit our lives.
Does Maddox count? Then Maddox.
Jonathan Levinson, maybe.
Mike Nelson.
Well I’ve aways felt a companinship with Death (I even had the ank necklace). And we look a lot alike. But lately I’ve been feeling more like Despair. I’ve been wondering where I could get some of those hooked rings. I’m hoping to become Desire soon.
I am Horatio Hornblower deep inside where nobody can see.
I’m reminded of a quote from one of the talents behind the Loony Tunes (voice actor Mel Blanc, or animator/director Chuck Jones, I believe):
“Of course everyone wants to be Bugs Bunny, but then you wake up and realize you’re Daffy Duck.” 
As for me? I’m not as neurotic or amoral as George Costanza, but that’s probably in the right direction. I’m not good at describing myself, though. And I’ve always found it very easy to identify and empathize with major characters in works of fiction, so it would be hard for me to choose one that I feel most accurately represent myself. I guess you could say I’m a little like a blend of Tycho and Gabe from Penny Arcade; Gabe’s brand of nerdiness (less of an intellectual, more focused on entertainment for it’s own sake) mixed with Tycho’s more level-headed nature.
PS. TheOnlySaneOne, I appreciate seeing someone give props to 8bT, and I don’t want to be an asshole, but come on! :rolleyes:
You mean you’re an amoral kleptomaniac who’s incredibly arrogant? You’re friends consist of a manipulative power-hungry crossdresser, a bitter violent sociopath, and a naive goody two-shoes moron?
I realize you’re exaggerating, but this is ridiculous. About as ridiculous as someone who’s a rough bar-fighting type describing themselves as being Wolverine. Yeah, okay, maybe in a massively overstated way the comparison works, but it’s plain silly. Even if you do want to describe yourself as a one-dimensional, negative character, at least try to use a more realistic or down-to-earth example.
When I was 40 pounds overweight and had long hair a lot of people said I looked and acted like Jack Black, though thankfully I’m not as short as him.
If I were 3’ 6" and I had inherited wealth, I would be Bilbo Baggins.
I’m pretty sure I’m Dr. Strangelove.
Boo, I’m told.
Yes, I do clean my vacuum cleaner.
Captain Edmund Blackadder, according to several people…
Auntie Mame, to others.
Lately I’ve felt more like Ashley Wilkes from Gone With the Wind.
I’m a hybrid of Willow and Tara. I’d like to be all Tara, but I have that Evil Willow snarky beast who makes itself known once in a while. And I’ve been known to fill out a corset and do the S&M thing way, way in the past. But I’m mostly nurturing and sweet and always making people breakfast and mothering the hell out of everyone.
Though I’m only 24, I’m most often compared to Nanny Ogg from the Discworld series by friends.
…I wouldn’t call it kleptomania. And I am a student of the political sciences.
And as for my friends:
There’s the one who used to be nearly obssessed with being right, no matter what the cost, and came up with the majority of our plans, no matter how often they went wrong. And dabbled in cross-dressing once or twice.
There’s the pagan who has a tendency to (jokingly) discuss the pros and cons of killing babies, mainly pros.
And the one with a fixation on video games, a need to play them and a frequent habit of turning the discussion towards them
Over-simplifications of our personalities? Yes. Amusing to us? Very much so.
My screen name says it all. Sadly, I’m still working at the poodle ranch.
Then we only need a Magrat. (See mine above.)