An
Op-Silon male is similar to the Alpha, Pi, Psi and Gigachad but better, on-par with the shrigma males. Even though his main concern is himself, this
guy fucks and you know it, a real menace. Their morning routine usually consists of shit like (in this order) waking up at 4 A.M., jerking off with no hands, cumming into their mouth for the protein and testosterone boost, pissing, shitting, saying goodbye to
whatever poor thing they fucked the
soul out of the night before, getting out of bed, going to workout, make breakfast, then taking a shower in which they waffle stomp, and finally getting on with their day. These are the type of dudes that look like Arnold Schwarzenegger in his prime, at 17, the guys that go on a 50 day adventure to
fucking Cairo in the middle of a school year just to beat the shit out of a gay vampire. If these guys walked into their morning classes or job with a broadsword, covered in blood, wearing nothing but boxer briefs, a bandolier, and combat
boots, no one would bat a
fucking eyelid. If you left these guys alone in a room with
Chuck Norris, Mr. Norris would fear for his life; even
Goku couldn't win a fight against these male-types. Their placement in the social hierarchy/caste is non-existent, since they exist outside societal standards; they pay for their expenses with the knowledge that whoever they owe will not be dead tomorrow, and that's more than enough. Basically Hercules' male-type.
Dude #1 "Bro, I heard that the dude in our 9 AM philosophy class that walked in late, killed God THAT morning."
Dude #2 "And? That
guy probably does that like every week, he's fucking awesome bro."
Dude #1 "What a
fucking Op-Silon Male."
