It's remarkable how quickly you rush to express contempt for people you've labeled yourselves, accusing them of having simplistic conversations. What can you talk about? What can you, Archie, talk about? Your crappy punk bands. Anything else? Elves? The philosophical musings of a tenth-grader, which everyone has already discussed in tenth grade while secretly drinking a bottle of Siberian Crown Lime on a pipe? Am I missing something? You don't read books, you're not interested in anything. Your repertoire of main conversation topics is limited to those same three: music, feelings, and idealism. If you ever did get interested in something, it never went beyond vague ideas like "it would be cool," which you'd abandon after a week. But there were always plenty of excuses for inaction.
Vissy? You're definitely a more vague personality, but I'll allow myself to make a guess. A D&D rulebook mixed with Salvatore's trash? Yes, a pseudo-schoolboy, sarcastic tone. You're so shrouded in mystery that I'll admit my imperfect mind can't offer much more, and I'm sure there's more to it.
And Wolf? One and a half anime titles watched? Another load of nonsense about cookies? What else? How I spent my summer?
In general, guys, don't try to be more than you are.
I anticipate something like, "You idiot, you don't know me at all, I don't reveal my innermost thoughts on this forum, I'm a much more complex person!"