Which Completely Unnecessary Home Accessory Are You?
Others refer to you as “the original.” You’re the thing that makes humans say, “I don’t know what that is, but I must have seven.” It’s a lot of attention for just one object, but you handle all of it with poise.
Oh, the troubles you’ve seen. Oh, what the outside world has done to you. But these troubles have given you wisdom. And now you rest easy knowing that the nearby A/C blows at precisely north by northeast.
Your friendly an open nature would make you perfect for unlocking even the tightest door — if only you were real! Instead, you’re a pile of replications used to hold some papers that might get blown away by an oscillating fan. Neat!
You’re not just a collection of rocks — you’re a collection rocks deemed beautiful enough to live in the interior world. It’s a designation you earned after years and years of tumbling through the roughest of rivers, and now you get to leave peacefully at the bottom of a glass vase.
You’re super chill. Loafing around is totally your favorite activity. If someone mistakes you for actual moss, you respectfully correct them. You once made the pun, “It’s Saturday afternoon — I ain’t growin’ no where!” and are still chuckling about it.
You have the same qualities of actual rope: strong, sturdy, and weather worn. But instead of living on the docks, your habitat is now a nautical-themed guest room. (Hey, at least you don’t get pooped on by seagulls anymore.)
Your literary prowess can be felt from across the room. The only thing stronger than your prose is rope that binds you together. Your pages will never be filled with any actual secrets (you’re kept in the very public living room), but it’s fun to image that these blank pages are filled with the utmost striking scandals.