Sociopath Quiz Novels & Stories

Definition of Psychopath: : a mentally unstable person especially: a person having an egocentric and antisocial personality marked by a lack of remorse for one's actions, an absence of empathy for others, and often criminal tendencies Tessa "Okay I'm being nice, I'll let you choose, right or left." The man whimpered, shaking like a leaf, probably pissing his pants off by the smell of it. I stood to his front, clicking the steel cutter waiting for him to choose which pinkie finger he was going to let me cut.

“I changed my mind, I want this asshole to beg, but before you do, I want you to apologize to Cara for what you did to her.” The deputy looked up at Rancid and stared into his eyes. “Fuck you, she was the best pussy I’ve ever had and I’d do it again.” “How did you ever get to be a lawman? What kind of sick fuck pretends to protect the public and then takes advantage of them?” Ashley spoke up, “He’s a sociopath.” “What’s that mean?” “He has no remorse for what he does.” “I see that.” “What you’re doing won’t do any good, you can’t change him or his ways.”

Crap. Her quiet, mousy assistant slapped her across the face. “Liar! You think I don’t know what you are?” She resisted the reflex to press her palm to her burning cheek. The slap felt and sounded odd, not quite skin-on-skin. She stared at Mandy’s hand and frowned. Her assistant wore thin latex gloves. Nausea swirled as she digested the significance of that information. No fingerprints. “W-what am I?” “You’re a sociopath. You have no concern for the effects of your behavior on others. People are nothing but tools to you, and if they can’t help you further your own agenda, then you don’t even see them. Knowing that made everything easy for me.”

Tests were run and I waited in her office patiently till the results were out. “So, in comparison to when you had your accident weeks back to now, your brain activity has increased so much, and,” She tapped at somewhere on the screen, “Do you see the charting. It's really crazily high. You said you were diagnosed with Sociopathy when you were younger?” “Yeah, I was.” “This,” She tapped at the screen, “Is not the brain activity of someone with sociopathy.” I was confused and I asked, “So, what does that mean?"

‘A game to be savored. The phrase sends chills up and down my spine. Other than that, though, the profile isn’t particularly revelatory. Male, 40’s, rich. Cultured, refined, educated. Megalomaniac. Narcissistic and sociopathic qualities. It could have been describing any number of CEO’s, Wall Street hedge fund managers, politicians, or surgeons – all professions that tend to attract sociopaths and people with God complexes. Of course, I don’t know of any CEO’s, hedge fund managers, politicians, or surgeons who go around stalking billionaires.

In his small, off the map, hick town full of imbreds and idiots, as he refered to them, he was the smartest one around. Combine his above average intelligence with his unsual choice of hobbies, and he might be considered a sociopath. Nate knows this, because he has a book on mental disorders and behaviors that he has read cover to cover many times. If ever asked, he would be comfortable classifying himelf as a sociopath. After memorizing the contents of the book, he feels confident in make a diagnosis for bother himself and his father, concerning their mental statuses. He knows that what the things that he does is wrong, but he does these things anyways, because he enjoys them. He feels no r

"Schizophrenics with antisocial personalities..." "Yeah," Madman's eyes lit up with interest. "Don't you think he's interesting? Is it worth studying?" My mouth twitched a few times. That's funny. I didn't realize it was scary, that's true. "Why do you have to study him?" "Do you know what a 'sociopath' is? Instead of answering me, he asked a question and proceeded to answer it himself. "People with antisocial personalities are highly impulsive and aggressive, have no sense of shame and are unable to accept or be accepted by society..."

She look confused. “Some say that you can see who is a psychopath or, at the very least, a sociopath or narcissist by whether or not they yawn when someone else does. Yawning following someone else yawning is supposed to be an automatic response that apparently shows empathy. That’s why they say it is contagious. But, if you can look at a person yawning or hear them yawning and not yawn in response, you are supposed to lack that empathy and those that lack empathy are usually nut cases.”

“No. If I killed them, they either did something to earn it or it was a wrong place at the wrong time situation. That’s not my fault; that’s just bad luck on their part. I never think twice about anything I’ve done, other than to reminisce.” Marley nodded, while warming their hands near the fire. “So, um… like… do you care about people? Like your pack?” “Not really. The only people I ever loved are you and my momma.” Marley swallowed and took a deep breath, “thank you.” “My pleasure, sugar. Now, what are you trying to ask me? I reckon we’d get a lot further if you skip to the real questions.” They stared at the fire, “like, are you a sociopath?” They looked at me awkwardly as they smiled gaw

“I think you’re a psychopath.” He smirks, presses the barrel harder. “I prefer the term sociopath,” he drawls. He pulls the trigger. Click.