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Thematic Apperception Test

wadlez

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Hey party people,

Here is a really good Thematic Apperception Test. It gives you a score after compared against averages.
Could you please post your score table and what you wrote on this thread please, If you would be so kind. You dont have to if you think its too personal.

It would be very interesting to see what INTP's get and also what people write. I know a bit of psych (studying it) so can give you my opinion on your story if you like.
 

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Need for Affiliation 2.04 1.1 1.3
Need for power 0.34 1.7 1.8
Self-references (I, me, my) 0.00 0.5 0.8
Social words 4.42 11.4 12.0
Positive emotions 0.68 1.8 2.1
Negative emotions 3.06 1.5 1.6
Big words (> 6 letters) 26.83 18.7 17.7
Overall, you wrote 294 words in the 10 minutes.

Your TAT description: There are two scientists with the aim of creating nuclear weapons. The government of a rogue state has kidnapped these scientists. They are both of European origin. It was just a few months ago that the state of Israel bombed Iran. The cataclysms that followed were devastating to the state, its people and the morale of a once proud nation. It was the 9th of February of the year 2012. The United States issued a declaration of war on Iran. NATO followed. Israel sent a squadron of 80 fighters and 10 bombers to destroy the nuclear reactors that were able to produce plutonium. They failed. Iran, launched a nuclear weapon on Tel-Aviv. Israel lost 30% of its population. The nuclear fallout was catastrophic. Israel was in disarray and shock. The once mighty nation that had been perceived to be infallible had been rattled to its very core. Prime minister Ehud Goldenberg issued a state of emergency and gave the presidential decree to activate full force on Iran. In the following two weeks, thirty million people died. The Iranian capital, Tehran was annihilated. Iranian revolutionary guards retreated to the mountains. Iran's bunkers were protected. The two scientists were kidnapped by the Iranian secret service from their home country of France. France had been known to have forged an alliance with Iraq in the 1980s. The scientists are a mother-daughter team. Shock was the initial feeling. Resignation followed. Almost all nations of the world are at war. The triple entente led by Russia, China and Iran has dominated the middle east. NATO and its allies have invaded mainland Jordan and every other Arab state. The scientists know that doomsday has arrived. They're not particularly religious, but they know what they want: The restoration of world order.
 

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"Your TAT description: There are two scientists with the aim of creating nuclear weapons. The government of a rogue state has kidnapped these scientists. They are both of European origin. It was just a few months ago that the state of Israel bombed Iran. The cataclysms that followed were devastating to the state, its people and the morale of a once proud nation. It was the 9th of February of the year 2012. The United States issued a declaration of war on Iran. NATO followed. Israel sent a squadron of 80 fighters and 10 bombers to destroy the nuclear reactors that were able to produce plutonium. They failed. Iran, launched a nuclear weapon on Tel-Aviv. Israel lost 30% of its population. The nuclear fallout was catastrophic. Israel was in disarray and shock. The once mighty nation that had been perceived to be infallible had been rattled to its very core. Prime minister Ehud Goldenberg issued a state of emergency and gave the presidential decree to activate full force on Iran. In the following two weeks, thirty million people died. The Iranian capital, Tehran was annihilated. Iranian revolutionary guards retreated to the mountains. Iran's bunkers were protected. The two scientists were kidnapped by the Iranian secret service from their home country of France. France had been known to have forged an alliance with Iraq in the 1980s. The scientists are a mother-daughter team. Shock was the initial feeling. Resignation followed. Almost all nations of the world are at war. The triple entente led by Russia, China and Iran has dominated the middle east. NATO and its allies have invaded mainland Jordan and every other Arab state. The scientists know that doomsday has arrived. They're not particularly religious, but they know what they want: The restoration of world order."
Is this what you actually saw or are you joking?
 

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Self-references (I, me, my) 2.33 0.5 0.8
Social words 10.85 11.4 12.0
Positive emotions 0.00 1.8 2.1
Negative emotions 1.16 1.5 1.6
Big words (> 6 letters) 12.79 18.7 17.7

Your TAT description: So we are here. Me and my co-worker, whom we all call as Aunt. It's my first year here, in the laboratory, though I'm already working on something really important for the humankind. Our team is working on the AIDS virus and on the cancer cells. We have almost gotten to the point where the antidote for the AIDS is almost complete. There has been multiple tests aroud the world already, and for the most part we have gotten to the point of 75% recovery from AIDS, keep that in mind. A Whole 75! It's more than average. Though now.... we have been put in the situation that we cannot really help people a whole lot. (In ten years, the human population in the word has increased 1.5 billion and we are now in the situation we are overpopulating the world.) So is the same with cancer cells. We can change these infected cells through mutating and cloning them. But again, most people have no use for it. As with the antidote for the AIDS and with our cancer cells program, a lot of people would survive, thus increasing population a lot more. So, we, the science freaks, are in the situation that we are on the point on breakthroughs, but people in need do not get the proper chance to get help. It's sad, it's sad. Only "the chosen" ones do get medical help. And it is only 14% of people. But what else could I do. Not help even them? Not do science? I must.
 

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I should mention that I know absolutely nothing about chemistry, if it were a different topic I probably would have went into MUCH more detail.

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The professor, Dr. Johnson, proceeds to mix the chemicals in order to prove her theory. Her pupil, Mary Sandson, watches intently as the Dr. discusses her actions.

So what led Mary and Dr. Johnson to this point? Dr. Johnson has been studying chemistry for 25 years and every day she becomes more impassioned by her work. The doctor's beloved mother fell victim to Alzheimer's disease and Dr. Johnson concluded that she would apply her skills and theory to find a cure for Alzheimer's.

Mary feels she has been given the opportunity of a lifetime. Mary studied papers and theories produced by Dr. Johnson back when she was studying in High School and college and now, here she is. She has learned a lot from her interactions with Dr. Johnson and she yearns for the day when she will be able to reciprocate some of the knowledge and theories she has learned from Dr. Johnson.

Mary has helped Dr. Johnson over the years to cope, to remain in balance with herself. Things were not always so smooth. Dr. Johnson, Sandra, had a breakdown 5 years ago that threatened to postpone, or even destroy all the intellect she built up over the years. Sandra was consumed with the trivialities of life, even finding a cure for what so violently and tortuously took her mother from her so many years ago.

Mary was a shining light that guided Sandra back to where she is today. Without Mary's help, Sandra may have never found the ability to continue her work, or to exist in any state beyond that of just another animal in the world. Through the guidance and compassion of Mary, Sandra was able to rediscover her own intellect and passion for knowledge.

There has been little scientific progress in the last few years of research between Sandra and Mary. However, each holds a strong hope in their heart that the breakthrough will come in time. Each hopes that their arduous work will result in a cure to the disease which threatens to ruin the lives of so many.

Both Sandra and Mary understand their search may be fruitless. They can only hope that the ground they pave will be beneficial on the path to discovery. Each is content in their own ability to learn and research. Even if a discovery is never made, they are doing what they love, they have found life, and they intend to live it to the fullest.
 

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It was eerily quiet inside the lab as Dr. Sandra Levinson walked through the corridor. She met up with Dr. Sheila Roberts, who had a concerned look on her face. When Levinson had left for the supplies, there had been two other people with her. Roberts didn't have to ask why she had come back alone. Fortunately, Levinson had been able to acquire the requisite supplies. They hurried to the laboratory, ready to continue the seemingly futile tests. Levinson immediately began mixing the blood samples they had left with the new chemicals, making sure to start with a .1 molarity solution. The chemicals were dangerous, but they could be their only hope. She was startled by a crashing sound in the corridor. Levinson almost spilled the carefully measured out solution, startled and looking up to see a small child crying, walking towards them with his arms stretched out in front. "Shut the door!" Levinson yelled in panic, seeing the little boy start running. His face yearned for comfort. Roberts dropped the file she was holding, running to the door. It was too late. The little boy wrapped his arms around her. It was too late. Roberts started screaming, the little boys exposed skin already bonding with her own. The Y-chromosome syndrome was causing the little boys cells to implant his own genetic code into Dr. Roberts cells. He is reproducing. Levinson acts quick, taking the untested solution, a type of antiviral, and fills a syringe. The child continues crying as he performs the reverse transcriptase on the screaming Dr Roberts, whos skin is sluething off
 

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Mariska wasn't easily disturbed or shocked, but there was something about the way her dead mother was looming a few feet away that made her a little uneasy. Granted, it was hardly the first time she had seen the dead, hardly the first time a loved one now deceased had decided to drop by. In fact, Mariska had seen her father before, even though he had died before she was born. Knowing it had been him was natural and sudden but it wasn't shocking. It was a natural thing, to her. But Megan had been the one to try and drown her the first time - the first time, with the black man on the stairs. The huge black man, with half a dozen scars across his neck and throat, the black man whose touch turned the carpets to gold... She had thought herself crazy, had turned to her mother, and her mother's face was whiter than death in the sun when her story was over. Mariska had been "dead" for thirty seconds, according to the paramedics. Her brother had called the police and the fire fighters and the EMT's because he didn't know what else to do. Some part of her soul hadn't come back, though. Some part of it was probably stuck in the groundwater in Georgia, going to stay there til it grew out of the hydrangeas. Close, though, she was close -- close to fixing things. Not everything, just...things. Rael was going to be back soon, with his imaging devices and spectrometers, and they would try and figure out what the stuff was. What it could, could not do, thick as molasses and lighter than water, redder than blood and brighter than the first touch of a match head on brick. "Mother..." Mariska tried not to turn and stare, to see the brackish eyes deep-set in her doughy face, because the last time she had seen that, and smelled that choking perfume that called itself 'light' and 'woody' and sounded like wine had been at the funeral where the black man lit fire to the coffin and they all assumed that was how cremations worked. Like a phoenix, or a pyre of an emperor. Whoever her mother might have been, Mariska would be the first to assure the world Megan was in no way similar to a phoenix or an emperor. Unless, of course, it was a caged phoenix. Or a dying and feeble emperor. Her mother was suddenly closer, the aroma of rose-water making her eyes water. "His name was Charlie." She paused, blinked deliberately, and more of that stuff, that bright-as-life-and-dull-as-blood stuff fell from her eyes, onto the table, sizzling as it ate away at the wax. "His name was Charlie and I loved him and I killed him." The door swung open and Mariska could not meet Rael's eyes as Megan faded into the floor.
 
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I would show my writing, however it goes against my general principles to do so.
 

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Lovely...if someone would be kind enough to fix the double post, I would highly appreciate it. Interesting test by the way, thus far it seems the general habit with over all word length is either short and concise, or long winded...though both are sufficient means of communication in my eyes.
 

wadlez

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Yeah I think ya'll may be doing it kind of wrong as your not paying enough attention to this:

"Try to portray who the people might be, what they are feeling, thinking, and wishing. Try to tell what led to the situation depicted in the picture and how everything will turn out in the end."

What your all doing is each trying to make up the best story you can like this is a story competition, each trying to be as creative as possible. You need to examine this picture, which is deliberately ambigous and then write what you see in the picture. To explain what you see (compared to others) you write a story as to who these people are and how they got there. Begin by looking at the picture, what is happening should jump out at you, then you describe that to everyone.
Its most important to explain what the people are thinking and feeling.

Look at this sentence: The doctor measured susy's growth.

This could be intrepreted as the doctor measuring how much susy has grown to an optimistic person, or measuring a cancerous growth to a pessimistic person. You wouldnt interpret this as: Susy has been sent back in time to stop the impending zombie invasion. Same sort of deal
 

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Positive emotions 1.87

Negative emotions 7.48

Big words (> 6 letters) 15.89

I wrote about a plague...so that's whyther are so many "negative" words..​
 

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Need for Achievement.......2.87..........5.8.......5.6
Need for Affiliation............0.00..........1.1.......1.3
Need for power................0.72..........1.7.......1.8
Self-references.................0.00..........0.5.......0.8
Social words...................10.05........11.4......12.0
Positive emotions ..............4.07.........1.8........2.1
Negative emotions.............1.20.........1.5........1.6
Big words (> 6 letters).......16.51.......18.7.....17.7
Overall, you wrote 418 words in the 10 minutes.

I wrote about a lab break-in, but the two researchers got their samples and notes back, the villains were arrested, and they were back on track.
 

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I didn't write so much a story so much as briefly summarize the situation as them creating a superbug to threaten the populace and take over the world.

Need for Achievement 4.00
Need for Affiliation 0.00
Need for power 4.00
Self-references (I, me, my) 0.00
Social words 12.00
Positive emotions 8.00
Negative emotions 8.00
Big words (> 6 letters) 20.00
 

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LIWC dimension Your data Male average Female average Need for Achievement 4.67 5.8 5.6 Need for Affiliation 0.62 1.1 1.3 Need for power 2.80 1.7 1.8 Self-references (I, me, my) 0.00 0.5 0.8 Social words 6.23 11.4 12.0 Positive emotions 2.49 1.8 2.1 Negative emotions 1.56 1.5 1.6 Big words (> 6 letters) 26.48 18.7 17.7 Overall, you wrote 321 words in the 10 minutes.
Need for Achievement. The typical person generally scores between 4.5 and 8.5, with an average of 5.7. The higher your number, the more you wrote about achievement-related themes.
Need for Affiliation. Because this picture typically elicits themes associated with achievement, most people don't pay too much attention to human relationships in their story. In fact, the typical person scores around 1.2 on this dimension. Indeed, 30% of participants score 0.00.
Need for Power. Most people score between 0.8 and 2.7, with the average being 1.7. High scores on the need for power dimension hint that the writer is concerned with who is or is not in control andwho has the most status.
One thing that is interesting about this kind of exercise is that language analyses can tell us many things about the writer that go far beyond power, achievement, and affiliation. Look at the table below. In it, you can determine some features of your own writing and can get a sense of your writing style compared with others:
Self-references: People who use a high rate of self-references tend to be more insecure, nervous, and possibly depressed. They also tend to be more honest.
Social words: Social words are words that make reference to other people (e.g., they, she, us, talk, friends). Generally, people who use a high level of social words are more outgoing and more socially connected with others.
Positive emotion words: The more that people use positive emotion words (e.g. happy, love, good), the more optimistic they tend to be. If you feel good about yourself, you are more likely to see the world in a positive way.
Negative emotion words: Use of negative emotion words (e.g., sad, kill, afraid) is weakly linked to people's ratings of anxiety or even neurotic. People who have had a bad day are more likely to see the world through negatively-tinted glasses.
Big words (words with more than 6 letters): Use of big words is weakly related to higher grades and standardized test scores. People who use a high rate of big words also tend to be less emotional and oftentimes psychologically distant or detached.
The Big Picture: The above interpretations should be considered with a grain of salt for your own writing. Your approach to the assignment may have been influenced by people bothering you, concerns about other things in your life, lack of sleep, etc. In addition, it is important to remember that the TAT is generally administered in a highly controlled situation and is always graded by a real-live human being. You will recall from the book that the TAT was devised to tap people's needs for achievement, power, and affiliation. Look at your own writings and see if you can pick up if you were in high in these motives. For example, if you said that one person was thinking about her future career, a TAT expert would probably say that you were higher in a need for achievement than if you said that the person was thinking about her lover (which would hint that you were higher in need for affiliation).
Date/Time: 6 March 2010, 2:17 am Your TAT description: Professor Lang had began working on the project, finding new ways to improve the bacteria, to transform it into the worst virus that the world had ever seen. Today was the first day. He had pitted his new product against one of the deadliest bacteria and viruses in history, timed the death of subjects and animals, timed the survivability of the virus in Pedro dishes, tested it's adaptability and immune system against anti-biotic. His new virus had reached outstanding levels of mortality, having estimated to been able to kill a human in a day. But Professor Lang had not been satisfied. Creating an entirely new virus starting from scratch, he silently and surreptitiously sped up the evolution of the virus, modifying the genes of the parent cells, tampering with the environment in which the virus had been subjected to. The daughter cells grew stronger and stronger all the while developing new and more powerful traits, including the ability to regenerate, feed, and resist harsh elements. Yet he was still not satisfied. It was as if he was a mad scientist, skimming through the chemicals, the Pedro dishes, demanding load upon load on his assistants. This went through for several years, until he had finally, ultimately, emerged. The virus that he created was named GENERATION 1. The government had been at first suspicious of him, but in the end they decided to test it on a Latino town. The results were horrendous. The entire town died in minutes despite efforts from world-class doctors, and the doctors had contracted also and died. It had also spread all the way through America, killing and ravaging the citizens. The mother of biological weapons turned upon the Americans. The Americans were not stupid though. Their original purpose for creating the virus was the eliminate Russia, which had been their rivals for centuries. Turning on them, they unleashed a vial of the virus from above.
 

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Need for Achievement 1.23 5.8 5.6
Need for Affiliation 0.00 1.1 1.3
Need for power 0.41 1.7 1.8
Self-references (I, me, my) 2.46 0.5 0.8
Social words 14.34 11.4 12.0
Positive emotions 2.46 1.8 2.1
Negative emotions 1.64 1.5 1.6
Big words (> 6 letters) 11.48 18.7 17.7
Overall, you wrote 244 words in the 10 minutes.

Date/Time: 6 March 2010, 6:10 am
Your TAT description: "Madame Schild. You have a visitor." The man strode in without waiting to be introduced. He looked at the test tubes on the table, expressionless. He rubbed his hands on his lab coat nervously a few times. It was a good two minutes before he spoke. "How has it gone, Madame Schild?" he asked, having finally gotten the courage to ask. "You should know. Non, it is not what it is supposed to be. It is...what you call? Very...intriguing. There is a lot more to be done before we can be sure of the result." "You know, Madame Schild, that I am impatient. It is for good reason that I asked you to do what I would not." At this, Madame Schild clicked her tongue insouciantly. The man, infuriated, began to adopt an affected air. "Oh! The difficulties of a man in my position! You understand not in the least, Madame Schild, what we face every year. All you do is stare at test tubes, burettes, pipettes, conical flasks and what have you. We men who are in it..." "Only men, I suppose," Madame Schild cut in, amused. "You know as well as I do why there are only men. There is a good reason for it. We never did..." And all of a sudden he stopped, and stared. It really was nothing like he had expected. Madame Schild, too, was taken aback. This run was different from all the previous ones

Damn, I thought the one standing behind was a guy. Bah. And I forgot that it was supposed to be a complete story.

Seems like I want neither achievement, status, nor power.
 

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Here's my results

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and my "essay", which i really didn't try to write. I looked at the picture and just started to write, lol talk about stream of consciousness.

Your TAT description: Isabelle and John, the nation's leading scientist drastically race against time to battle what has been deemed by the masses, "the white death". This new virus, which has been estimated to have destroyed one half of the global population, leading to civil unrest amongst the people of the world. As Jon looks upwards towards the clock behind him, he states to sweat profusely, his heart rate increases, as he turns towards his colleague in a desperate attempt for answers. Isabelle, with a temperament that of a nurturing mother smiles at john warmly as if a mother a would calm down her child in a time of distress. She promptly asks john, "How will this affect the sequencing of the protein chain?", "Only god knows" John replied swiftly. The world as we know it maybe coming to an end, it's a bad time to be a man of science. John took a brief pause from his work, as he looked out to window at the green blades of grass, which brought him back to his childhood, nostalgia seized him, and a sense of calm enveloped his entire being. As he stared outward at the world he knew he could do nothing to save, he inhaled his last breath of oxygen, looked upwards towards the heavens and walked out of the room, abandoning Isabelle, Off to a land in which he may never return, a land akin to that of death.
 

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Need for Achievement 3.01 5.8 5.6

Need for Affiliation 1.08 1.1 1.3

Need for power 0.86 1.7 1.8

Self-references (I, me, my) 3.44 0.5 0.8

Social words 11.61 11.4 12.0

Positive emotions 3.44 1.8 2.1

Negative emotions 1.72 1.5 1.6

Big words (> 6 letters) 19.78 18.7 17.7


Overall, you wrote 465 words in the 10 minutes.

Dr. Anne Morrison was fidgeting as she threaded her way through hallways crowded with collegiates leaving for the day. She knew her destination but lacked the certainty she would have liked. Finally she arrived at the open door of Dr. Stacy Kindle's lab. Stepping in she stopped to watch Stacy, who was engrossed in her work. She started to leave but hesitated and started to move closer, hesitating again. Anne's indecisiviness maddened her and in frustration she turned to leave in frustration when Stacy noticed her. Stacy smiled, "Dr. Morrison! I'm sorry I didn't notice you sooner, did you need something?" Anne paused and took several breaths before donning a smile of her own and turning to walk over to Stacy. Anne took notice of Stacy's project and knew that the work was time sensitive and replied saying, "It's nothing terribly important and I see you are busy." Stacy half returned to working, "This is the worst part of these experiments, if you aren't busy I would appreciate your help and company." Anne felt a tingle of excitement at the invitation and readily agreed. Several minutes passed as Anne tried to think of something to say but the work was challenging enough that she couldn't think of much. Stacy broke the silence, "It is going much quicker now. To be honest I was thinking I might have bitten off more than I could chew with this batch." Fifteen minutes later Anne breathed a sigh of relief adding, "That's the last one." Stacy replied, "Excellent! I owe you a drink for your help. Feel like a walk to the local watering hole?" Anne grinned, a symptom of Stacy's infectious nature, and said "Only if we are going to get more than few drinks." Stacy nodded as she finished putting her supplies away, then added "I should confess my interest in sharing a drink with you is more than just gratitude." A wave of confusion hit Anne as she tried to sort out whether Stacy is showing the interest in her that she wants or if it is some other innocent reason. Anne struggles to avoid letting her feelings carry her away, though she really wants to scream them out. Finally Anne manages to ask, "Oh? Have you found a philanthropist willig to fully fund my project for the next ten years?" Anne curses her cowardice. Stacy laughs, "I wish." Stacy pauses for a moment and then adds, "We've been friends for some time now. I've picked up on something and if I'm wrong please forget I said anything, but I was hoping we could be more than just friends?" Anne's face flushes and she stammers out some incomprehensibles before collecting her wits enough to hug Stacy, saying more than her tongue can manage in the moment.
 

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Your TAT description: They are depressed, tired, and running out of hope. It has been nearly seven years since the aliens invaded. Most of the human population has either been killed or enslaved. A few people have survivved and formed a resistance, but their efoorts have proven to be useless and ineffective. Slowly, one by one, the invaders have found the last remaining pockets of free humans and destroyed them. These two, a mother and daughter team of microbiologists, are among the last. Since convetional weapons have proven to be useless, they are hopeing against hope that mother nature holds the ansewer to mankinds salvation against these invaders. But since so little is known about these creatures physiology, There is not a whole lot that they can do. Yet still they work.They know, without a doubt in their minds, that their time along with the rest of the human race, is limited. ANd even though it seems pointless they will continue with their task untill they take their last breath. For the human spirit cannot be destroyed as easisly as the human body.


Need for Achievement2.225.85.6Need for Affiliation2.781.11.3Need for power2.221.71.8Self-references (I, me, my)0.000.50.8Social words12.7811.412.0Positive emotions1.671.82.1Negative emotions4.441.51.6Big words (> 6 letters)19.4418.717.7
Overall, you wrote 180 words in the 10 minutes.
 

jchazardous

Jchazardous
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LIWC
Achievement 3
Need for Affiliation 3
Need for power 3
Self-references 0
Social references 21
Positive emotions 3
Negative emotions 1
Big words 17.5


Interesting. My story was written in third person and I was trying to explain how the my main character felt and thought because this is what was writteninthe instructions. Also, I'd normally use a greater quantitiy of large words but with the time provided I couldn't go back and fix my roughdraft. It believe it would be a more accurate test if the gave you something to right about exactly. Third Person, Feelings, Story, etc. According to this I'd be very happy and outgoing with a strong preference to power. Also, less honest and confident.

If I had written in first person, the results would have changed completely, however. So I'm moderatley confused as to how much faith you can put into these results. Also my story has nothing to do with how I feel personally, I was simply writing a story:

Doctor Florence stormed out of the office as she mulled over how such a foolish individual could possibly be in a leadership role over her. Doctor Hollister, the leading chemist of the team, had asked herto combine two solutions and document her observations of the reaction that would take place. Despite her knowledgeon the matter, she could not convince her boss of the fact that she knew exactly what would happen and did not need to waste her time wasting these uncommon elements. As she entered the lab, she ws confronted by her teammate, Doctor Smith. Smith was a goodfriend and co-worker, and as she readied her experimental materials she began to spill her frustration on to her friend who could be very understand when needed. As the properties combined she told the woman how proposturous this man was and complained how someone could have such little intelligence. Her friend reminded her that though she knew of the annoyance, it was only a small amount of time before they could leave and relax for the rest of the night. The advice she gave was to get the job done and please her superior despite his idiocy. This she did, and as she walked back to the office to supply Hollister with the results, she doumented them onthe work sheet she was provided. Unsurprisingly, she was correct as to what would happen, and as she placed the test results on the man's desk, she couldn't help but feel the relief her friend had given her and take joy in the fact that now that the task was completed she could enjoy herself at home for the rest of the night. Perhaps she would call her friend and thank her for her help.
 

cheese

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I was totally lost on this and could only come up with incredibly stupid ideas. I don't know what these results reflect at all. I suspect they're highly inaccurate.

The button that kept saying "please keep writing!" was really stressful as well.

Your data Male average Female average
Need for Achievement 1.74 5.8 5.6
Need for Affiliation 1.16 1.1 1.3
Need for Power 0.87 1.7 1.8
Self-references 0.58 0.5 0.8
(I, me, my)
Social words 9.57 11.4 12.0
Positive emotions 1.45 1.8 2.1
Negative emotions 1.45 1.5 1.6
Big words 21.45 18.7 17.7
(> 6 letters)

Marie Curie is watching her young protege, Baker Lady, perform an experiment on 3 test-tube babies. "3?" you ask. "But there are only 2 test-tu-- ". Ah yes, but in one of them are twins!

To resume: It's probably useful to provide a little background (especially since that's what the instructions required), so here: Baker Lady, or BL for short, is Curie's lesbian lover. They want children but are unable to marry, and unable to reproduce with each other. However, Baker Lady came up with a way to overcome this problem: she baked an infinitely huge scone, and managed in the process to end the universe thus angering our non-visible, non-existent Creator; in the tumult of impossibility that followed a time-machine appeared. Jumping in the unbelievably yeasty-smelling interior, she pushed the button that said "Future" and waited, providing amazingly detailed renderings of 12th century castrations on the other buttons to pass the time. 200 years later, she stole the lesbian-baby-making formula involving DNA and cloning and other really cool stuff like that, dove back in her giant crumble of a time machine, honed in on the button saying P===enisLOL (i meen parst haha! xxoo) and legged, or loaved, it back to darling Marie as fast as possible. In the intervening time (200 years, but backwards) the formula crumbled into dust; BL was preserved with some nifty anti-ageing DNA tricks and the buttery goodness of her time-busting vehicle. Finally arriving at Marie's door, 2 hours before Pierre was due back, she scooted out of her capsule and into the lab. Hence the scene we arrive at now:

Curie (in the background; angrily): This is pathetic. It's never going to work. YOU DON'T EVEN HAVE THE FORMULA WITH YOU.

BL: Bitch, please. I'm a *baker*. We keep our recipes where nobody ain't never gon get dem.

Curie: :O

A few moments of concentration later...

BL: We have twins! And, er, another one!

Curie: Cool. Separate the twins; we'll raise them as cousins and blow their minds.


[All I could see when looking at a woman in a lab coat was Marie Curie. And I'm sure I got a bunch of timelines and 'science' wrong. I'm pretty sure the Bread-Time Theory has been disproven, anyway.]
 

jchazardous

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I was totally lost on this and could only come up with incredibly stupid ideas. I don't know what these results reflect at all. I suspect they're highly inaccurate.

The button that kept saying "please keep writing!" was really stressful as well.

Hahahaha sounds like you were having a pretty hard time. I was having much the same problem which lead to me probably having equally as accurate results.
 

EyeSeeCold

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Eh, ran out of imagination at the end. I don't fully understand what my results mean.

LIWC dimension :

  • Need for Achievement 3.12
  • Need for Affiliation 0.45
  • Need for power 0.00
  • Self-references (I, me, my) 2.68
  • Social words 8.04
  • Positive emotions 0.45
  • Negative emotions 0.89
  • Big words (> 6 letters) 17.86

Your TAT description:
It was a long night. Svetlana and Vera were working furiously, their mission was to produce the antidote to the flesh-eating virus Mecha Hitler had unleashed upon the world. The few candles they had flickered in the darkness, causing their shadows to project onto the walls of the underground concrete laboratory. You could hear water dripping from a leaky pipe, it seemed to signify the time slowly slipping away. Drip, drip, drip..."Aha!", Vera exclaimed, "I think I've got it!". "Hurry, there's no time, test it now", said Svetlana. Vera carefully squeezed the tip of the beaker so that two drips of the mixture would land on the infected rodent they were using as a test subject. It was working. "We've done it! We need to get this to Uzer before someone discov-"Who's down here!?! Speak up!". "Oh no! What do we do!?", cried Vera. "Quick, grab the antidote, we can escape through the hidden door." Vera rushed to the back where the door was located, "Come on". "I'm coming! I don't want to drop the beaker." "Alright if ya won't come out, I will bomb you out!" the voice threw a stielhandgranate. Tink tink tink. "Oh no! Run!" yelled Vera. Svetlana struggled to get the 100 kilogram door open, "Help me push!" They barely got it open when the stielhandgranate exploded.
 

Wish

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LIWC dimension Your data Male average Female average Need for Achievement 2.97 5.8 5.6
Need for Affiliation 1.98 1.1 1.3
Need for power 0.33 1.7 1.8
Self-references (I, me, my) 0.99 0.5 0.8
Social words 9.90 11.4 12.0
Positive emotions 1.32 1.8 2.1
Negative emotions 1.32 1.5 1.6
Big words (> 6 letters) 18.48 18.7 17.7
Your TAT description: In the basement of the Steven Holt University for under-achieving-and-over-believing-men-children, were the two premier scientists of the day - Nanny Hoo and Henry Oral Fixation. It should be noted that these two individuals had met each other through craig's list as Nanny had listed an opening for a 'Friend With Whom One May Perform Science in Black and White with'. Naturally, Oral (as he was known as) jumped at this opportunity, resulting in his bumping his head on the ceiling. When he came to, he observed that he was strapped into a chair and was being questioned by none other than Nanny Hoo herself. I assume the rest of the story is tragically clear at this point so I shall continue with the description of the happenings of said pictures of which I am tasked with writing on. It was a bright and clear night while the two meatbags waxed lyrical about the current topics in SCIENCE: the creation of synthetic life, the destruction of organic life, etc. As Nanny Hoo carefully mixed her batch of LSD that would be the precursor to what the two expected to be one hell of a night in the ol' occultist cult, Oral could not help but notice a strange feeling in his belly as he watched. Was this really happening to him? Had he fallen in love with this oddly monochromatic figure of a woman before him? Unfortunately, he did not have long to ponder this question as at that instant, Oral heard a voice calling him, "Oral, hey Oral - wake up!" As wondrous colors quickly filled the frame, Oral found himself lying on his back next to his computer, his hand on the mouse, the cursor gently pulsing over the craig's list ad. yes. It was all a dream.

:o
 
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