This is more a post-Christmas thoughtlet/piece of displacement activity from my work than any other, but I’ll throw it out anyway.
What do our choices of avatars – and when I say this, I mean ‘characters in a highly developed roleplay facility’ rather than ‘little pictures next to our usernames’, although goodness knows that’s pleasantly Freudian too – say about us?
What does it say about me that one of my online-social-interaction presences is a female, possibly-lesbian (I’m still working out whether I’m up to the challenge of roleplaying that), morally-ambiguous ghoul of unwholesome religious leanings? That another is an elderly, deeply ill social pariah whose only solace is in destroying creatures like him?
I’m just wondering. It might say nothing at all. It might say that I thought the female undead spellcasters were better posed than the males, or that I thought an orc was the perfect choice for a Death Knight and the random generator gave mine white hair and a beard and I thought that was cool: but I’ve still characterised them in particular ways, even if my deep loathing of introducing myself means I don’t do much interacting with other people yet.