This troper is almost the GeniusBruiser type, but this troper hardly ever gets mad. But god, when he does, hell shalth be loosed on the object of his wrath. When I was a kid my brother and I were having an argument and he crossed the line by making an offhand comment about my weight (I wasn't that fat but was very sensitive) I grabbed his arm and yanked as hard as I could, causing him to fall flat on his face, I then proceeded to try to hurt him as badly as i could. This immediately made me name this trope. I also have gone deathly calm after a bully mocked me when i was in a bad mood, I actually almost made him cry. I feel terrible now. *cue emo*

I just killed a fly with a blowtorch. When I first hit it, its wings burnt off. So I burnt it on the ground and it was making a buzz that sounded like a scream and it's tongue was burnt into an extended position while its legs were still wriggling. It's going to haunt me for years.

Oh god, I'm so sorry. That's awful. Please note that I'm not making fun of you.

Sorry, but why would you even do that?

Instinct, probably. It's human nature by now to swing at flies as soon as you hear them, and if you forgot you had the blowtorch in your hand...

I did something like that with a wasp and a lighter, only, in my case the flame hit the abdomen of the wasp. The wasp immediately fell on the floor and I saw it twisting around and ''desperately rubbing its abdomen with its front legs!''

I don't see anything wrong with this. Wasps are terrible creatures and I would not be sad to see them all die horribly. Perhaps I'm biased though.

Actually, wasps eat pest insects like mosquitoes, flies, etc... The sting is a pain in the ass, of course, but...

I once got a "memory book" and got everyone to write in it. I didn't like dad's entry so I erased it. He died. It's the only one I care about now. I'm sorry, dad.

Awwww... I am so so so sorry, for you. You just made me cry. I wanna give you a hug.

It's okay. I found some articles of mail he wrote to mum *coughloveletterscough*. Thanks for the sweetness, though <3 I now believe there are nice people on the internet.

This was my reaction when I was in one of my many wacky dreams. I was stuck like Lelouch with the overactive Geass and I yelled at a dear friend who I sometimes have fights with and we were in a shouting match. I shouted die, and you get the rest of the picture. It was very painful.

This troper was playing ''{{Bioshock}}'' one time: I had a hypnotized Big Daddy following me around, killing tons of enemies and generally being a great ally. At the end of a level where there were no more enemies to fight, I pulled out my electric gel thrower and electrocuted the Big Daddy to death to collect his money and items. It was right after I took his things that I stared at the corpse of what was once a great ally and thought all the adventures we had together, and the Little Sister I had taken away from him just to get him on my side. What have I done?

You ended the suffering of a tortured individual cursed with a life of brainwashed servitude after allowing him to help you clean up the once glorious city of Rapture. You did all you could for him.

......This Troper is a bit hesitant to add the most severe example so far, but here we go. My little brother and I got into a fight as siblings are prone to doing, especially since we were ages 10 and 12. I don't remember the details, it's been many years, but I recall the fight climaxing with me going completely berserk, pushing him onto the floor, jumping in the air, and slamming down on his ribs with knees. He let out a bloodcurdling SHRIEK OF AGONY. It was the most painful reaction I'd ever heard to anything to this day, and that snapped me out of my uncontrollable anger. He was crying, and all I could do was try to hug him afterwards, and he hit me, understandably, when I tried. I'd lost control of myself like that before and went Hulk on people before, but seeing that made me terrified of myself.

I've hurt my little sister accidentally playfighting with her, too. YouAreNotAlone.

Heck, when I was in fourth grade or so, I intentionally attempted to kill a classmate, in front of the class, by bludgeoning him with a heavy metal object. I missed and struck the cinder-block wall, taking off a huge chunk of one of the bricks. The school was crap and chose to ignore it, while I was left in shock for years knowing I was fully capable of taking a life for no good reason. I don't know if I missed subconsciously, or if I just had poor aim, but I don't think I'll ever forget the look of straight up terror in his eyes. I still think this trope to myself when I remember the incident.

Dude, a while ago, I was chasing a friend, I lightly shoved her and she fell badly and ended up having to be taken to hospital with a fractured arm. I still blame myself, even though it was an accident.

This troper was playing golf and had some geese nearby him. Unfortunetly, when this troper hit, he hit terribly and it didn't go in the air. It hit the middle of a goose and caused some pain to it. He didn't die or anything, but he lost some feathers and was in some temporary pain (I a;lso could have sworn he flew away with one leg in the air, though he did not hit his leg...). This troper loves animals a ton too, which made it worse.

This troper decided to put the formula for arc length in one of his {{Facebook}} status updates, in the style of one of his friends, who semi-randomly brings up the quadratic formula and mathematical laws and proofs in casual conversation. Big mistake; to this troper's non-computer science, math-hating friends, it was a form of MindRape. He promptly deleted that status. Needless to say, NEVER AGAIN.

This Tropette had a moment like this. A kid had been harassing my friends for weeks, and would not stop. I'm a MamaBear if my friends are threatened, and I fianally snapped, grabbed him by the throat, and slammed him up against the wall, hissing, "If I hear that you have so much as LOOKED at one of my friends funny EVER again, I will break your neck." I dropped him and walked away. My brother later told me that the kid has Aspie's, and I went into HeroicBSOD mode, and felt awful. I have such poor impulse control, I'm terrified it'll happen again.

Considering that you did this after weeks of provocation, and didn't actually do anything more than scare him, it's hardly something to worry over.

This Troper got into a rather epic feud with a childhood friend after a string of events involving his drug problem, my general insomnia which, for a while there, turned me into a total zombie, and a girl who couldn't pick between us. It climaxed awfully with the gal deciding she couldn't bear us fighting anymore, so she left town. Friend became mad at me, tackled me and thanks to nothing but instinct I smashed a glass on his head. At this point we were so bitter I didn't even check to see if he was breathing or anything (God, I'm a jerkass) and I left to stay with my grandpa. During the week my grandpa asked about said friend. I said I hadn't seen him for ages. He said, "That's too bad. You were such good friends as kids. You were so close." Cue ''"MyGodWhatHaveIDone!!!"''

This troper was once in a fight with her brother. Understand that said brother is very insecure when it comes to our mother and our relationship has always been strained because he was the baby of the family before I was born. I've forgotten what he'd said that made me so upset, but it made me go from screaming petty insults to an icy calm as I told him quietly that our mother had told me she loved me the best of her children. (This was a lie, of course.) Cue brother staring at me for a moment before turning around and walking away slowly. My mother set the record straight later but I never apologized for that simply because I didn't think it would make a difference and at this point we have an unspoken agreement to never bring up the event, but I don't think I'll ever forgive myself for that.

This Troper's ex had this after she lost it when a friend of hers texted her, telling her I fucked a girl I had "dated" (if you can call it that: I dumped her because it was going nowhere) years beforehand, while we were hanging out. She grabbed a bat and tried to beat me for two and a half minutes. I read the text at the same time as she did, so I just sat there. I blocked what I could, but she still managed to hit me a few times. She had a BSOD moment when she, during her What have I done moment, begged me through choked sobs if I would forgive her. I calmly told her I wasn't mad.

Of course you weren't. Thought experiment everyone: what would you think of a guy whose immediate reaction to the possibility of his girlfriend cheating on him (No confirmation, of course) is to beat her with a baseball bat? I somehow doubt that many tropers wouldn't be mad at that guy. What would your advise to the girl in this hypothetical situation be? This Troper's would be to get out of there as soon as possible and call the police. Would any of you say that a guy who did that shouldn't be locked up?

I consider it a ''very'' bad idea to escalate personal disputes to the level of police involvement and prison sentences unless absolutely necessary (as in, life-threatening situations), so since nobody seems to have been seriously hurt and the victim wasn't mad, I would advise them to just stick together, regardless of gender combination, and maybe work on some of the attacker's anger issues and overemotional reactions so this doesn't happen again. I fully agree that the double standard is disturbing, but whereas you seem to want to move it in the direction of making all physical altercations be regarded as seriously as they are in the male-on-female scenarios, I support the opposite; taking physical altercations as lightly as they are seen in the female-on-male scenarios.

If someone is beating someone else with a baseball bat nonconsentually, then whatever the relationship between the two people are, whatever the gender combination is, even if the victim is able to forgive and forget, the police need to be involved, and the attacker needs to be jailed. Someone capable of doing that in a fit of anger is a danger to the people they associate with, and their next victim might not be as lucky as to endure without major injuries. Preventing that sort of thing is what the police are there for, more than anything else.

This Troper confessed to the girl I liked, and like many others before me got "Let's just be friends." This was the first girl I had ever confessed to, so I took it rather hard. I was definitely not ready for the amount of anger that I felt. After a few months of pent-up rage, a hurt ego, and general butt-hurtness, I snapped at her out of nowhere. I yelled that I hated her and wanted to physically hurt her. Cue this trope, a broken friendship, and years of self-loathing. I don't think she's forgiven me.

I was walking down the street when I saw a twisted yellow straw. I stepped on it without thinking much about it. Then I realized it wasn't a straw, but a poor yellow praying mantis...

This troper had this feeling one time when I thought it would be a funny idea to morph my favorite {{Face}} ('''Scott Tracy''' of ''{{Thunderbirds}}'') with my favorite {{Heel}} ('''Aran Ryan''' of ''[=~Punch-Out!!~=]''). He [[strike:would should [--(kinda, if you think about it)--] be an AntiHero type, or at least a MagnificentBastard, but several minutes later... ''I got scared.'' I produced a more ''quiet'' madman, complete with a PsychoticSmile and eyes that pierced through your soul. The charming sociopath... '''''By God...'''''

... Translation, please? None of that paragraph made a fucking lick of sense.

Seconded. I have no clue what you're talking about.

In a CodeGeass RP this troper is playing in, Jason Amver just finished using his new and improved Knightmare called the Destiny Edge to defeat his enemy, Kyle Tsuyoishi, who he honestly believed was responsible for the death of his parents, and who was in the way of Jason's attempt to "choose mankind's destiny". After impaling Kyle's Seiryu with a BFS, he confronted a badly burned Kyle on the ground and delivered a scathing TheReasonYouSuckSpeech roughly mixed with a HannibalLecture. #QUOTE#Jason: You do not believe in anything but your self righteous fight to free the Japanese, there is nothing in there for the people you hurt while doing so. That is why I won. I fought for my parents...who you murdered. My reason for fighting, though, has evolved, too. Now I fight for mankind's destiny, something a short sighted brute like you could never understand. Sit there and burn, Kyle Tsuyoishi.

After doing this, Jason realized he had gone a little too far when Kyle broke down, and had to be carried away by the BigBad/BigGood 's forces to a mental facility. Even Mellura thought he had accidentally stepped "into the abyss of a terrible deed."

This is a bit different since it wasn't intentional. I was driving down a street and saw a cute little squirrel in the middle of the street. As I got closer the little guy wouldn't move, so I went to hit the brakes. Instead of the brakes, though, I hit the gas and sped towards the furry little guy (don't worry, it escaped). While driving I am one with the car, so I know I didn't accidentally hit the gas (meaning my inner self is a psycho squirrel chaser). The next few minutes were filled with me just saying "Dude, what the fuck just happened!?!".

This Troper's friend has had this a lot; he used to be a very angry person, and would just lose it at people. Now he is a lot better but when he sleepwalks he is an awful, foul mouthed and violent person. He threatened to kill someone that we know, and woke up not remembering anything. He was very upset when he heard about it, as he is a very gentle person who doesnt even hurt insects.

This Troper ripped off a friend's character a few times without fully realizing what I was doing. She got upset at me and now it's very likely that I've lost her friendship. She was a good friend and I essentially betrayed her. You can bet I'm thinking this.

This troper taped over a recording of her at a singing recital when she was 9 because she was so embarrassed of how ugly she looked. Her grandmother had never seen said recording and it was one of the most precious things to her mother's heart--I guess I just care way more about my own selfish vanity than the feelings of the people who love me. >:| *facepalm*

If it makes you feel any better, when I was about 10, I ripped my mother's favorite picture of me because my friends who were over kept making fun of it. I regret it to this day.

This Troper, when she was young, once blamed her younger brother for breaking her grandmother's favorite drinking glass. Said grandmother then proceeded to beat her younger brother with a hanger. He's forgotten about it now, but his cries of agony still haunt me today.

This Troper showed off at a party. Originally, it was just goofing around, then it turned into a horrendously misguided attempt to impress her crush. (It backfired...horribly. This troper now thinks he's still disgusted with her years later!) Not only did it annoy him, it very likely ruined the party. This troper still beats herself up inside for it years later; her Inner Catholic won't let her drop the guilt and shame.

I was on the receiving end of one of these. I play-punched my sister on the shoulder, but due to not knowing how much pressure I'm putting into a punch and no hand-eye co-ordination, I hit her in the neck and clipped her face a little bit too hard. She cried out "My face! ow!" My mother yelled at me for four minutes and then told me to go see my father. He thought I'd backhanded my sister, so he did the same to me. I was '''eight.''' It hurt ''a lot''. When my mother told him it was an accident and I'd only clipped her face, he undeniably got a MyGodWhatHaveIDone moment--his face showed it. He didn't really apologize though, and I still haven't forgiven him seven, eight years later.

Just last week when this troper was backing up his car to go to the store, something stopped his tire. I pulled back in figuring I'd find a bicycle or something but instead saw what I was almost certain was my brother's cat darting off. I looked around everywhere but couldn't find him and my brother didn't become too worried about it until the next day. We both went looking and unfortunately ended up finding him underneath an abandoned trailer, dead. My brother immediately broke down in tears. The worst part is I understand how rigor mortis works and know that he suffered a very long time before he finally passed. Everybody assures me of course something must have been wrong with him for him to simply lay under my tire like that but it really doesn't do a thing for my guilt.

This troper is planning a story where a young girl is forcibly recruited into an army to fight against demons. Her recruiter, an angel, explains that she was chosen because they knew she was strong enough to kill the demons rather than letting them go when they beg for mercy. However, the girl breaks down every time she kills a demon because they disguise themselves as people- people she ''knew'', like a substitute teacher and a new friend of a friend. She ends up trying to quit the war several times because ItNeverGetsAnyEasier and constantly questions her morality and alignment until it gets personal.

This troper has done this several times of late. Once when she ended up being enough of a JerkAss to cause her (now-ex)girlfriend to break up with her. Again when she made a ton of friends before going away to college essentially abandoning them and damning herself to isolation. And most recently a few hours ago since she couldn't help one of her few new friends and should have been more observant about how they were feeling...

Ten years ago this troper's then-girlfriend lied to him about being on birth control in order to create a trap baby. Upon finding out she was pregnant, I...well...kind of did some things I regret. As in threats of violence (against her and the child-to-be), painting bleak scenarios of her as a single mother on welfare with her man nowhere to be found, and just generally using extreme measures to convince her that a trap baby was a VERY bad idea. Well...the look on her face after we walked out of that abortion clinic...my gods, what have I done? I still think it was the right decision given the circumstances, but this does not stop me from regarding myself as a CompleteMonster.

I don't think you're a Complete Monster. It was in the heat of the moment, and she had no right to trap you with a baby. It's unfair to the both of you, and you had every reason to be upset.

I've repented a lot, but so far the most annoying (and funny) has been this: I'm a Beatles fan, and one day decided to let my mom listen to their music, hoping to convert her and be fans the two of us. What did I get instead? FanDumb. She doesn't even speaks english (and is not planning to learn it any time soon), and is always "I want to hear them! Let's buy more discs of them! I love Paul, he's my favorite!". What have I done indeed.

When this troper was six she was playing in her room with her hamster. I dropped him and was amused at how he didn't seem at all hurt by the fall. So I continued to pick him up and drop him from higher heights until about the fifth time I did it and he didn't land on his feet, ''shuddered'' in pain and crawled on just two of his paws towards his cage. I think that was when it actually hit me that animals do feel and aren't just toys, as I broke down in tears of guilt, put him gently back in his cage and ran to tell my mum what I'd done. Fourteen years on and I still haven't forgiven myself and can't even bring myself to hurt a spider, no matter how much they terrify me.

This troper was so focused on internally raging about mowing the lawn in the cold rain that he didn't observe his surroundings. Ran over a clump of brown on the riding mower without a second thought. On my second pass, I discovered a young rabbit thrashing about with its head caved in. Considering I had previously nursed an abandoned nest back to heath, and am a massive animal lover, I let loose with this trope.

Circa 2002, This troper was taking part in a week-long event at his church; which, unfortunately, started going downhill toward the end of the week. Although I had been having problems with bullies all week long, I made it through with support from a friend I had made earlier in the week...until, on the final day, he had a FaceHeelTurn and joined the bullies; using everything he had learned about me over the week to make me as miserable as possible. Trying to keep my anger of being betrayed by someone I trusted under control, I went with our group outside for snow cones...and an innocent kid happened to cut in line in front of me; claiming he was there first. I was already at the boiling point over what hat happened earlier with that "friend", and something as stupid and trivial as who got there first was the WaferThinMint that pushed me over the edge, causing me to unleash my fury upon that defenseless kid; actually enjoying it, I might add, as I felt I was finally getting an opportunity to strike back against those who have made my life hell. After having the fight broken up by a volunteer, I came to my senses; realizing that, while I was blinded by my rage, I became a bully...I was no better than ''them'' for what I did. After that realization, my only thought was "What have I done?"; as I fled from the scene, needing some time alone to recover emotionally over what I did

And now, for a {{lighter and softer}} version of the trope: On a forum I frequent, I made a "random thoughts thread". One of the conversations went as follows: #QUOTE# '''Poster 1:''' I could see this post being the 4chan of MSE lol #QUOTE# '''Poster 2:''' You know, Cizzle, any more relevant comments like that, and there may be sage in every field.... and we don't want that... Though i wouldn't be surprised if someone came along and edited the name of the thread to /b/ #QUOTE# '''Me:''' Oh god.... What have I done? What horrors have I unleashed upon MSE? '''''WHAT HAS''''' (Izzet) '''''SCIENCE DONE?!!'''''

When I was 15, I got the dog hit by a truck. My mother was a wreck. Even with the help I got taking her to the vet, nobody was completely sure she wouldn't warrant a MercyKill. I spent from an hour after 'till early the next day mired mired in guilt bout killing the dog. She got better, but even today, I still think about how stupid I was.

This was my reaction after I washed a tiny spider down the drain a while ago. To elaborate: I sat there, bawling in the bathroom, for about an hour wishing I could undo what I did.

This was, apparently, the response this troper SHOULD have had when he got into a fight in 8th grade, at least judging by the faculty's reaction. The fact that the other participant was the vice principal's son probably helped; none of them cared that, at the time, he was 6 inches taller than me, nearly 50 pounds heavier than me, and had jumped me from behind and started outright choking me without provocation. Yes, I back-kicked his knee and tried to slam him into a wall, but again, I was ''unable to breathe'' at the time because of his arm around my neck. When his father saw us, we both got detention (because, after all, "fighting back is as bad as fighting"). We were supposed to serve the detention the next day in the father's office... He wasn't there. Neither was the son. Meaning I got to sit there, alone, for 45 minutes until my mother arrived to pick me up. She quite nearly burned the school down when she heard from the office staff "Oh, I'm sorry, they had another appointment come up and couldn't make it, you were supposed to be told that it was rescheduled." I never went to the other one - YES they actually expected me to serve ''another'' detention because I wasn't told not to show up to the first one - I never apologized, and I never forgave either one, especially since ''I'' never received an apology either.

Happens to this Troper '''all. The. Damn. TIME.''' I ALWAYS end up hurting someone because I don't know how to handle a situation. Let's just say it usually has to do with emotional problems, leading girls on, flirting with them, hurting them unintentionally... I also tend to have an extremely overbearing guilt complex. I just suffered a {{Heroic BSOD}} to an otherwise pretty great day over something that happened today. I made one of my best friends feel bad (I'd rather not say the story... let's just say it wasn't pleasant... it had to do with our feelings about each other.) over something serious. She looked a bit depressed after that, which in turn, made me a bit depressed too. It leads to me saying this trope during my {{Heroic BSOD}}. Sat down in the kitchen contemplating the whole ordeal for twenty minutes. What have I done...

Stated by a friend of this troper during an RP, when said friend's character accidentally destroyed the AI we were in and unleashed a decidedly malevolent replacement. Currently, it MakesJustAsMuchSenseInContext.

This Troper had a bad mouse problem one winter, so I set up some glue traps. A few days later, there was a mouse trapped in one. He was still alive, and he'd dislocated all four of his legs trying to get out and could do nothing but just sit there and squeak in pain. I had to put him out of his misery, and then I never used a glue trap ever again.