Shachihoko
btw, omni? Are you russian or something? O_o
Negatory. It goes way back but here is the story if you so wish to know. Don't laugh since I hold it very dear to me...
My freshman year of High school I was on the verge of crumbling down and doing actual suicide. Quite serious. I had been cutting myself and inflicting self pain on me. Well one day at school we had a project in class. For the 2 hour session we had, we needed to go into a group and create a government that would exist on this island that we were in control of. In the end me and my other two classmates had created a society that was very much communist/socialistic with a tap of aristocracy. Well since my personality was the one that expressed all this most and had created most of the basis of this, my high school crush had given me the nickname Stalin. From there she introduced me to everyone whom I'd put my trust in and all. Everything changed since than. My reason for death was gone and so I lived as you now know. If it wasn't for that nickname and that day I don't think I'd be alive today.