Lord Tony is such an interesting specimen. Convinced that his life is nothing but a vapid, pointless trek through existence, he's conformed to this ideal that he can do nothing, achieve nothing and be nothing more than the kind of stain smear you see on the pavement as somebody has stepped and scrapped a fly along. This is combined with a unique lack of social skills, most likely stemming from some kind of sociopathic, unfeeling tendencies, which have resulted in the shell of a boy who can only interact with others by treating everything as a hostile threat, but his apathy prevents him from actually taking any real self-preservation actions, resulting in the pathetic display before us.
I came to this opinion as I watched one of his video uploaded where he poured milk into his head while gradually warming a big smile. At first, I simply thought there was a large chasm in his head where the brain should have been, so that maybe the sensation of warm milk was tickling his neurons which caused his mouth muscles to retract. But as I went ahead and read the posts in this specific topic over and over, it soon clicked; he doesn't feel anything. He can't engage with any kind of emotional response because that part of his mind just simply does not function, and never will. Tony is a husk, convinced that he is a waste of life, and acts as much in the hopes that'll end quickly and painlessly.
We've all been stuck here thinking that this is some kind of dedicated troll, or the act of a friend attempting to protect his other. No. Tony can't have friends. I've heard from those "close" to him that his attempts at consorting were often quite cold, or well beyond what a normal person might have done in that situation. Rather, Tony is stuck in a delusion, and his only response is to be the opposite. To attempt to stand out and distance himself so as to protect himself from the pain and dread he normally feels around others.
Tony, mate, I just like to say that you are right. You are a shell without a ghost. You are the embodiment of what happens when you go too far off the apathetic scale. You are the representation of nothingness. You are the death of everything.
You are a total forgetwit.
