How Is Your Whimsy Fairing?
How Is Your Whimsy Fairing?
Each of us humans has a pocket of whimsy somewhere in their person. How is your whimsy fairing? Take this test and find out!
Each of us humans has a pocket of whimsy somewhere in their person. How is your whimsy fairing? Take this test and find out!
Which of these homes sound the best to you?
What is the deepest thought you've ever had about rain?
You are shopping in a little hole-in-the-wall antique store, what do you buy?
How often do you go puddle jumping?
What do your favorite pair of socks look like?
Do you own a bubble pipe?
How does the grass turn green in the spring?
Your whimsy is flourishing brilliantly!
Your whimsy is flourishing brilliantly!
Much like the cryptids of fairy stories, you are one twirling, whirling, mess of whimsy! People may find it odd that you live in a teapot-shaped treehouse, but you don't let that bother you. Folks of whimsy can often be found marveling over double rainbows, running through public fountains, and reading fantasy novels while hanging upside down from trees. If you are one of these rare and glittering individuals congratulations! Be proud of your radiant whimsy and share it with those less fortunate!
The patient is dead...
The patient is dead...
What did you do to yourself?! Your whimsy is a dark decaying mass of ick. Miracles and magic hold no wonder for you. You trudge through life with your dull scientific explanations and you often shame your more whimsical peers into holding back the magic within themselves. Ruled by standard definitions of sense and maturity, you may well be the most respectable of your friends, but you certainly aren't the one people go to for advice on shenanigans and matters of whimsy.
It's alive and well.
It's alive and well.
Your whimsy is healthy. You go through life holding a steady rein on your whimsy, restraining it when the situation demands and letting it run rampant when circumstances permit. You bring whimsical cheer into the lives of those closest to you without going overboard. You might not go to the extreme of living in a treehouse, but you never pass up a chance to spend a night under the stars or blow bubbles at a friend.
Your whimsy is ill!
Your whimsy is ill!
Your whimsy is malnourished and deteriorating. You really need to spend some quality time with your inner child before it's too late! Maybe you should go running through some sprinklers, or paint your front door in rainbow stripes. That little voice in your head that makes silly suggestions like singing in public or dancing an odd little jig when something goes your way should not be ignored! Embrace what whimsy you have left, you never know where it might lead you.