Which Transcendence Character Are You?

You’re invited to a séance. Your immediate reaction is:

Eww. No.

Hell, yes!

You’d rather spend the evening chained to a post and made to eat nails. Besides, the dead seek you out – not the other way around.

Feel a stab of disappointment that a séance is happening that you weren’t asked to lead. You are a medium, after all.

Decline but then get there hours early and hide so you can jump out at an opportune moment and scare everyone to death.

It’s Halloween. You:

Take your kids trick or treating and are in bed by 10.

Do your best to scare the neighborhood children. You have a strategic plan for this you started crafting six months ago.

Purposefully leave your porch lights off. The last thing you want to deal with is other people’s children.

Are the neighbor that buys king size candy bars to hand out but forgets to leave your porch light on.

Treat it like any other day, after all, Halloween is every day for you.

Your partner tells you they can see ghosts and spirits. You:

Consider breaking up with them. That’s the craziest shit you’ve ever heard.

Respond enthusiastically and ask a million questions, but deep down, you’re secretly jealous that you can’t see them too.

What partner? Love is for children and fairytales.

Welcome them to the club and start swapping stories.

Immediately hatch a plan together to trap and tame a demon.

Your daughter wakes up in the middle of the night screaming that there’s a monster in her closet. You:

Check the closet to show her there’s nothing there.

Check the closet because hey, there actually might be a monster in there.

Have to stop the spell you’re casting to investigate the ruckus and aren’t too thrilled about it. This better be life or death.

Don’t check the closet. You don’t need to. Your six sense tells you there is in fact a monster hiding there.

Are best friends with the monster hiding in the closet.

You’re asked to help plan the annual Halloween festival at your child’s school. You:

Have no idea where you’re going to find the time but agree anyway because you don’t want the other parents to think you aren’t ‘invested’ in the community.

Nominate yourself to lead the entire event and immediately start imagining ways you can make it scarier than the year before.

Wrinkle your nose at the thought of being around all those people and children for an extended period of time.

Volunteer to host a mini séance for the children. Everyone thinks you’re kidding until they realize you’re not.

Agree to participate but leave the event early when you learn the evening doesn’t involve sacrificial rites or raising the dead.

Your own personal hell would be an eternity of:

Having to listen to small talk while starting at a sink full of dirty dishes that you swore you just cleaned.

Painting the same image on canvas over and over again and never seeming to get the last few brush strokes just right.

Your continued state of existence.

Discovering a treasure trove of crystals hidden in a magical forest and not having enough pockets.

Thwarted vengeance.

If you were a car, you’d be a:

Sensible yet sporty SUV

Dodge Charger, but complete with a lavender satchel hanging from the rearview and pink star decals on your tinted windows

A black Cadillac

A Volkswagen bus with a rainbow-colored peace symbol on the spare tire cover

A hearse, complete with a coffin because you never know when you’ll need it

You make a new friend at yoga class. They invite you to go with them to a meditation retreat. You:

Knew yoga was a bad idea, this just confirmed it.

Gush that you already bought tickets and are thrilled your new bestie will be attending with you!

You don’t make friends and certainly don’t exercise in group settings, so this would never happen to you.

Let them know you’re the one leading the retreat.

The only exercise you get is from terrorizing people in the astral realm.

Someone cuts in front of you in the checkout line at the grocery store. You:

Count to ten and tell yourself it isn’t that big of a deal. But you stare at the back of their head for a while anyway and hope that they feel it.

Are too busy daydreaming about the painting you’re working on to notice.

Pluck a stray hair from the back of their jacket. You’ve got just the spell in mind to quell that kind of rude behavior.

Turn on the charm and compliment them on an article of clothing before you politely let them know the back of the line is behind you.

This would never happen to you because most people know well enough to give you a wide berth.