If you broke character would anyone notice?

I am not even sure what character I am at the best of times. Keep re-rolling my stats though, trying for the natural 18.
 
I don't know about characters but I like to imagine forumites all have funny voices, and that's why we come here instead of venturing out into the real world.
 
All the world’s a stage,
And all the men and women merely players;
They have their exits and their entrances;
And one man in his time plays many parts,
His acts being seven ages. At first the infant,
Mewling and puking in the nurse’s arms;
And then the whining school-boy, with his satchel
And shining morning face, creeping like snail
Unwillingly to school. And then the lover,
Sighing like furnace, with a woeful ballad
Made to his mistress’ eyebrow. Then a soldier,
Full of strange oaths, and bearded like the pard,
Jealous in honour, sudden and quick in quarrel,
Seeking the bubble reputation
Even in the cannon’s mouth. And then the justice,
In fair round belly with good capon lin’d,
With eyes severe and beard of formal cut,
Full of wise saws and modern instances;
And so he plays his part. The sixth age shifts
Into the lean and slipper’d pantaloon,
With spectacles on nose and pouch on side;
His youthful hose, well sav’d, a world too wide
For his shrunk shank; and his big manly voice,
Turning again toward childish treble, pipes
And whistles in his sound. Last scene of all,
That ends this strange eventful history,
Is second childishness and mere oblivion;
Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything.
 
All the world’s a stage,
And all the men and women merely players;
They have their exits and their entrances;
And one man in his time plays many parts,
His acts being seven ages. At first the infant,
Mewling and puking in the nurse’s arms;
And then the whining school-boy, with his satchel
And shining morning face, creeping like snail
Unwillingly to school. And then the lover,
Sighing like furnace, with a woeful ballad
Made to his mistress’ eyebrow. Then a soldier,
Full of strange oaths, and bearded like the pard,
Jealous in honour, sudden and quick in quarrel,
Seeking the bubble reputation
Even in the cannon’s mouth. And then the justice,
In fair round belly with good capon lin’d,
With eyes severe and beard of formal cut,
Full of wise saws and modern instances;
And so he plays his part. The sixth age shifts
Into the lean and slipper’d pantaloon,
With spectacles on nose and pouch on side;
His youthful hose, well sav’d, a world too wide
For his shrunk shank; and his big manly voice,
Turning again toward childish treble, pipes
And whistles in his sound. Last scene of all,
That ends this strange eventful history,
Is second childishness and mere oblivion;
Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything.
Come on you haven't even attempted to break character:).
Me on the other hand have replied to a thread that I wouldn't normally respond to;)
 
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I heard a similar discussion the other day that Trump plays some kind of LARP character - I don't believed that, he's not intelligent enough,
in the same manner I don't believe people can hide their true character in social media like here
(Saville, farage .... excepted)
 
trump supporters are just as dumb so makes sense they would say something like that.
 
trump supporters are just as dumb so makes sense they would say something like that.

Shy of being political, I found this hilarious given he's won two USA presidential elections and actually got the popular vote in the last.

It's the mental image that does it for me, I'm not going to debate the topic or offer my own view but good lord it's a funny sentiment.*

*If I wanted to do that I'd be part of Speakers Corner.
 
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I think I come across as pretty grown up on here. In reality I'm a 42 year old man with a major in having a teenage sense of humour, minoring in sarcasm.
 
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