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Larva posted:Terrifyingly enough, that post was 100% understandable to those of us who have played D&D. Tabletop gaming: taking up valuable brainspace with useless knowledge since 1974.
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Larva posted:Terrifyingly enough, that post was 100% understandable to those of us who have played D&D. Tabletop gaming: taking up valuable brainspace with useless knowledge since 1974. Yeah I seriously tried to read that, but my mind glazed over and refused to process any information. I was going to mock but then... Ghostlight posted:To be fair, this thread has made me remarkable grateful that my brainspace is being taken up by stuff like that rather than an encyclopaedic hierarchy of Final Fantasy and Inu Yasha husbands. ...I remembered that you actually have a social circle of friends whom you evidently get along with if they're happy to play a game you host, and have firm boundries between your fantasy world and real life. So good job there.
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Rhino, thank you for the Henriette stories. They are loving amazing. Someone asked why I still talk to Parrier/Denise. I think I'm waiting for the semi-plausible, futuristic time when Denise begins to recognize the holes in her delusions for what they really are (bullshit). I touch base every so often to see how she is. I have a life now, but if she's starting to take steps in the direction of reality, I'd do what I could to help. Granted, that 'what I can do' is based on motivation/free time. "Talking to Denise" is fairly low on the priority list. For instance, I just blew off a chance to touch base with her face-to-face because one of my other friends is celebrating her birthday in strip club. Denise gets abducted by strange demon. Timeline: Before Denise becomes permanently Parrier. Gonna say Grade 11. During lunchtime, Denise, Uglynoodles and I would converge on our usual meeting place, a quiet hallway off the beaten paths of the school. On this particular day, Uglynoodles wasn't there. Just Denise and I. And, of course, all those we couldn't see. After a while of talking about the 'guys' and about how tired she was, and how she was so tired because she never actually slept (she saved the world/hosed Sephiroth in her sleep, dontchaknow?), she explained briefly about these new people that had come around. And then I started telling her what was new with my life. Silly me. I actually thought she'd listen. Instead, a few minutes later I notice her giggling while putting the jack of her headphones in and out of the hole in her mp3 player. Somehow, I recognized this as "not Denise behavior." "Hi." I said, eyeing this new entity in my friend's body. "Who's this?" "I don't have a name." "Where's Denise?" "Sleeping." Of course she was. Clearly, my regaling tales of Real Life were too boring for her. Whatever. "So, what's your story?" Turns out, the Admiral had pwned him so hard in a fight that he'd forgotten his name. As well as a lot of other things, too. Except that he was a demon. A powerful demon. In the body of a high school girl who was planning on skipping her next class. The "Oh, that wasn't me. That was so-and-so in my body." excuse had crept up before. This guy hung around for about a month, never acquiring a name. Then, like so many others, he just disappeared into the ether of Denise's bullshit.
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la_fausse_tortue posted:"Talking to Denise" is fairly low on the priority list. For instance, I just blew off a chance to touch base with her face-to-face because one of my other friends is celebrating her birthday in strip club. I think your priorities are perfectly well sorted.
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I still can't quite wrap my mind around how you put up with this for as long as you did. Even when I was an unpopular nerd I preferred my own company to total assholes'. Why didn't you ever just get up and silently walk away?
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la_fausse_tortue posted:Gonna say Grade 11. That's, I find, the scarier part. If you can't tell fantasy from reality at that point (and beyond), it's usually because of mental illness like schizophrenia, and that shouldn't be left untreated. Even that pathetic friend whose D&D story is still left in a quote was in then out of my social circle within the span grade 9 (grade 8 for him). Jorghnassen fucked around with this message at 15:52 on Dec 25, 2011 |
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Haraksha posted:I still can't quite wrap my mind around how you put up with this for as long as you did. Even when I was an unpopular nerd I preferred my own company to total assholes'. Because most people are not actually able to live totally self-contained without human warmth or empathy. Her family were assholes apparently, so friends were all she had.
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Corridor posted:Because most people are not actually able to live totally self-contained without human warmth or empathy. Her family were assholes apparently, so friends were all she had. But she wasn't getting warmth or empathy. Denise is either an awful human, mentally ill, or both.
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Haraksha posted:But she wasn't getting warmth or empathy. Denise is either an awful human, mentally ill, or both. As far as I can tell, she wasn't looking for those things: just attention. Thanks for all the brilliant stories, people! This thread is unendingly entertaining.
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Ragle Gumm posted:As far as I can tell, she wasn't looking for those things: just attention. You misunderstand me. Denise just wanted attention, yes, but the other two were supposedly looking for a friend. Denise liked the attention, but gave nothing back. How they tolerated this for years is beyond me.
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Haraksha posted:You misunderstand me. Denise just wanted attention, yes, but the other two were supposedly looking for a friend. Denise liked the attention, but gave nothing back. How they tolerated this for years is beyond me. Have you ever had a falling-out with a friend? Especially when you're still in school and have to see each other every day? It sucks, even if they're a total jerk, especially if it's one person in a group. When I finally told Summer off, I lost an entire group of friends and basically had to start over.
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Snapdragon750 posted:Have you ever had a falling-out with a friend? Especially when you're still in school and have to see each other every day? It sucks, even if they're a total jerk, especially if it's one person in a group. When I finally told Summer off, I lost an entire group of friends and basically had to start over.
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The Ghoul posted:Did you have to quote his entire story just to say this? Yes I did because I didn't want him to change his mind and erase it, I wanted to memorialize it for Christmas Future! Drink your eggnog and shut up, mister 
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Sir Prancelot posted:Don't you know you should just sever and live as the lone wolf of River Vale Middle School? Gawd it's not complicated or anything, and it's not as if human bdibgs generally find it difficult to sever social ties. I guess it's like an abusive relationship. You know you should get out, but you can't. But really, you don't think it's reasonable at all to try and get out after years of fantasy land bullshit?
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WickedIcon posted:Not to derail, but did anyone else notice the J-F Bibeau thread got gassed? Wonder why, it was pretty consistently rated gold (meaning it logically should have gone to the goldmine instead) and almost definitely hadn't run its course yet even if it was starting to get a little internet-detective-y. Yeah, I was ardently following that and I just noticed this morning that it was gassed. What happened?
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Haraksha posted:I guess it's like an abusive relationship. You know you should get out, but you can't. No, it's more like, "Man I really wish I could cut this person out of my life instantly but there is no way to do that without hurting her feelings, so it's probably more trouble than it's worth."
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RazorBunny posted:I guess two really greasy people can gently caress and not notice each other's grease, right? Otaku-grease: the saddest lubricant.
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Snapdragon750 posted:No, it's more like, "Man I really wish I could cut this person out of my life instantly but there is no way to do that without hurting her feelings, so it's probably more trouble than it's worth." Yeah, I guess, but when someone obviously doesn't care about your feelings it gets easier.
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WickedIcon posted:Not to derail, but did anyone else notice the J-F Bibeau thread got gassed? Wonder why, it was pretty consistently rated gold (meaning it logically should have gone to the goldmine instead) and almost definitely hadn't run its course yet even if it was starting to get a little internet-detective-y. I reported Fantasmo for his aggressive derailing and general faggotry, and the mod gassed the thread. I asked where it would be appropriate to start a new thread (because, honestly, we weren't really talking about his book) and never got a reply. Sorry... 
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Ask me about studying law with a girl who thinks she's married to Sai Baba Previously: The Girl in the Sari A Note on Henriette Phantom in Honolulu The Girl who Thinks She's Married to Sai Baba & Part 2 The Thespian Society Amnesia: The Friendship Descent The Stage Play Interlude 1: Raja Discovers Blogging Interlude 2: Le Fursécution! The Bollywood Film 1: A True Story The Bollywood Film 2: I am Batman The Bollywood Film 3: Andrew, You're Not the Father The Bollywood Film 4: Fever The Bollywood Film 5: What If? The Bollywood Film 6: The Importance of Data Security The Bollywood Film 7: A Cleansing The Bollywood Film 8: Premiere The Bollywood Film 9: Je Veux Ton Revenge The Bollywood Film Interlude: Technical Notes on I Will Survive! The Bollywood Film 10: As a dragon I The Bollywood Film 11: She Felt the Abyss of Disenchantment The Bollywood Film 12: Redemption Island Finale --------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Q: I am really good at google. Can I do some internet detective poo poo on your stories? A: NO. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------- It was the last week of college. Within a couple of months, most of us would be on a flight to the UK to further our education and have our lives changed. People were sharing plans, exchanging contacts and making little vows to keep in touch. Some were making mementos of their time in the college. One of these persons was Gin. Gin had just gotten a digital camera, and was running around visiting coursemates to record short videos. We were allowed to do anything and said anything we wanted. Some gave him messages of encouragement, some talking about their experiences in college, a group of girls sang to the camera, a guy mooned it - you know the drill. We were in the cafe featured in I Will Survive!. Gin was going to do Henriette's video, and I tagged along because he just did mine and I did not have much else to do. Henriette turned up, late like a diva, and Gin hit record.  So, what do I do? Gin told me to do anything I wanted when he did mine. Yep, just do anything. Dance or sing, anything. Well, I just want to say, I had a really good time in my two years here in the college. It was a great stepping stone for me artistically, and I am so ready to enter the acting world! I might even direct, it was such a good thing I did I Will Survive!. So, tell us about I Will Survive!. It's a show about the triumph of woman against the abuses thrown against her by men! You can buy a DVD at MYR 15.00 and it's full of special features.The DVD... like I said, I bought it as one of those terrible movies to show off at drunk parties (and stupidly lost it later). The special features are the following:
...and I have decided to expand beyond Malaysia! Expand? Like where? I have delivered copies of I Will Survive! to movie executives in Hollywood and Hong Kong, and am awaiting them to pick up the distribution of the film. Maybe it will show in some independent film festivals! Of course. I mean, wow, congrats! Definitely looking forward to that!The two years in the college had been pretty good for me. It was my first long-term independence. I made a ton of friends, set down my networking groundwork, learnt to appreciate the realistic aspects of the legal career, fell out of love, fell in love, got drunk, learnt to get people drunk instead. Even better, I learnt how to deal with... interesting people in a stressful environment and coping with borderline extreme conditions. Anything you want to say? Future plans in the UK, maybe? Oh yes! But not just in the UK. I meant to do it earlier and I would have skipped the finals, but I'm going to do it after our results are out! I may delay my plans to UK just for this, because it is so important to me. And what was this? I am going to India! My first time too! But, oh, it is destiny that I should go there! Very exotic! For a holiday? Oh no! I'm going to India to marry Sai Baba!  OH I AM RUNNING OUT OF SPACE I WILL SEE YOU IN CLASS TOMORROW GOODBYE There's no class anym SHUT UP WE ARE GOING NOW GOOD BYE HENRIETTE BYEFinale: Ask me about having studied law with a girl who thinks she's marrying Sai Baba THE END --------------------------------------------------------------------------------- And that's all folks! Most of the law faculty (including myself) never came into contact with Henriette after our academic career in Malaysia, and any information we had of her were gleaned from online social sites and so on. I originally just planned for a couple of entries but this went way longer and crazier than I thought, and I found out I could actually draw {really terribly} with a finger on an increasingly smudged iPad. Did Henriette marry Sai Baba? We don't know, except he would always be in her heart. Thank you all for your positive comments and not doing internet detective poo poo on the stories, thanks for all the ridiculous and crazy stories on your (probably no longer) friends, and last but not the least, thanks to uglynoodles and la_fausse_tortue for sharing with us the Denise stories and inspiring me to dig up my Henriette stories. As Bhagavan Sri Sathya Sai Baba says, "The tree can teach you forbearance and tolerance. It offers shade to all, irrespective of age, sex or religion, nationality or status. It helps with fruit and shade even to the foe who lays his axe on its trunk! The dog can teach you a lesson in Faith, Self-less service and the process of Dedication." May we meet more crazy people in the future! The Saddest Rhino fucked around with this message at 04:42 on Dec 26, 2011 |
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The Saddest Rhino posted:Thank you all for your positive comments and not doing internet detective poo poo on the stories, thanks for all the ridiculous and crazy stories on your (probably no longer) friends, and last but not the least, thanks to uglynoodles and la_fausse_tortue for sharing with us the Denise stories and inspiring me to dig up my Henriette stories. Thank you so much for sharing all of this. I've been lurking the thread since the beginning, and while the Denise madness drew me in, the Henriette saga entertained me to no end and was one of the best things I've read on SA.
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Jorghnassen posted:Aquatic elf giant skunk encounter I, too, spent many nights deprived of sleep for high school classes so I could roll four-sided dice against invisible skeletons and such. I've also been playing EverQuest on and off again for the last decade. The most recent time was because some friends I played with since 2002 found me on Facebook and convinced me to go back for awhile just to goof off and troll people, and it's absolutely astounding how much I memorized about a completely fictional world. In fact, the game is so huge at this point we're running around to older parts of the game and have to stop and think "Now HOW do we get there again? The last time we killed the Giant Radioactive Mudskipper on Awesome Gumdrop Mountain was in 2005..." In my defense, I was a high schooler who was in plenty of clubs, made good grades, had tons of friends and still had tons of free time. And now that I'm out of college I go to work, come home and have hardly any money for any activities aside from $15/month for all the polygonal baddies I can kill. I still kinda wish I had the brainspace (and actual motivation) to properly learn college algebra and organic chemistry rather than sliding through with Cs like I did though.
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The Saddest Rhino posted:
Rhino, you need some sort of drat medal. The final chapter is a great christmas present, even it the fact it is the finale makes it very bittersweet.
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Tulip posted:Name them Hari, tell them they are named for Vishnu. When they're older, tell them they're named for Hari Seldon. When they're older yet, tell them it's actually for Hari Michaelson. I know that this is like 40 pages back in the thread, but high-five to you for knowing who Hari Michaelson is. As for the thread itself, well, it's tremendously disturbing, and I applaud the OP and so many of the goons who posted stories of their own for their ability to stomach other people's insanity. I'm just thankful that I've never had to deal with anyone that crazy. I'm still a little less than halfway through the thread, but hey, now I have reading material for the next few days. ...It's just ridiculous. What a terrible person, in terms of both being and functioning as a human being. Of course, since she's a Fire Dragon/demon/princess/faerie/goddess/succubus/whatever, it makes perfect sense.
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The Saddest Rhino posted:
What an appropriate way to end such an amazing saga. Thanks for telling it to us!
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All of these stories are absolutely priceless, and well written/presented to boot. It was worth paying  just to say thank you.So after reading this thread, I was pondering telling some short stories of my own. The problem is that mine do not generally deal with the level of crazy on par with Denise or Summer or Henriette, and I do not want to bore others with stories of only semi-crazy friends whom which I have had the pleasure to meet. I might post them later if I have time. One friend's story is pretty much a one-off, while the other is ongoing. TheBumbler fucked around with this message at 08:37 on Dec 26, 2011 |
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That was beautiful, Saddest Rhino. I hope you find your I WILL SURVIVE!!1 dvd someday. If you ever visit Australia, there is a beer here with your name on it.
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The big D&D story brought back so many memories... I was 19, your typical dumb college freshman from the sticks. I had played D&D at my sister's house a couple of years earlier & had a blast, so when I found a gaming club at school it was a natural fit. The club was a reasonably positive experience; I made some lifelong friends and generally enjoyed myself. So when someone suggested meeting up at Cat, Pete & Liz' place for a game, it sounded OK. Pete was your classic nerd/neckbeard, with bad skin, an unearned air of superiority, and a severe allergy to anything that looked like work. He'd been an OK student until D&D took over his life. He eventually dropped out to play constantly. Cat had been in an accident as a child, and as a result she suffered from brain damage. She was a gentle person, and had she found the right people she might have been more or less OK. Cat sincerely believed she was a cat trapped in a human body. So while sitting around she would lick herself, meow, purr or hiss. They all lived off of her Section 8, food stamps and disability. Liz believed that everyone that ever met her fell instantly in love with her. Not due to outer beauty, mind you, but because her real form--which alternated between a woman who commanded cats and Tiamut the dragon--was irresistible to all. When talking she changed voices as she shifted between forms. Liz was fired from her job at Wendy's, which apparently caused her to suffer from PTSD. She told everyone that her dead father's spirit caused her to show up in dirty uniforms, to drop food on the floor, to not be able to give change, and so on. Why he would do that was never explained. It meant that she burst into tears when asked if she was looking for a job or going to school. There were many others, but the one I recall best, Dave, had gotten Liz pregnant while they were both in dragon form. Unfortunately when she shifted back to human form she stayed pregnant. After a fight with Pete she had an abortion, telling him afterwards that she killed his baby because it was evil. Or a black dragon, or because she had seen his true form and he had to be stopped. In any event she never told Pete the baby wasn't his. The apartment was dirty, but not too far gone. Cat would clean while Liz sat around, writing in a notebook, because her cat mistress wanted her story told. When she was writing she had to read out loud, so that we could hear the true story as it unfolded. If anyone talked, or did anything that might pull attention away from Liz, she'd signal Cat to hiss and growl until we returned our rapturous gaze upon her. There's more, including the night both Liz and Cat were in their true forms while in heat.
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Haraksha posted:But really, you don't think it's reasonable at all to try and get out after years of fantasy land bullshit? We learn most of our rules about social interaction, but our primitive monkey brain still has some instinctive distaste for ostracising people, which was basically a death sentence for most of our ancestors. You learn that bailing on people for being assholes isn't incredibly awful, but you don't start out knowing that. Plus, for a lot of people who are peripheral to the main social life of their peers, you wind up with a lot of very non optimal relationships, since the idea of better friendships seems pretty alien. surf rock posted:I know that this is like 40 pages back in the thread, but high-five to you for knowing who Hari Michaelson is. They really are good books. Some of my favorite non-Russian fiction.
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Khazar-khum posted:There's more, including the night both Liz and Cat were in their true forms while in heat. What the poo poo.
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I just cleaved through this thread over a couple days off work. Jesus christmas. But it made me realize I've had brushes with these sorts of people most of my life, thankfully I've only ever gotten super-close to one of them. The first time I met someone who was into anime and really gross/crazy was this girl in high school (it was so long ago I can't even remember her name) but she just pretty much would try to talk to me whenever we were both alone during free periods in the computer lab. I had already started getting into anime at this point, so I recognized that she was...really really into Gundam Wing. She either ran a fansite or whatever because she spent so much time printing off pictures of Heero and some other guy from that show. And she smelled very bad and had a weird sort of wet dog look to her all the time. Later on in college I met Elise* (name changed) and that's kinda my big smelly anime virgin weirdo stories really come from. Only thing is that despite being obsessed and unwashed and generally a hyperdramatic emotionally manipulative friend, she wasn't really...crazy in the same way Summer or Denise were. I have to kinda sit down and remember everything from the weird "reinvention" of herself every five minutes online, to the really bizarre Star Wars smut fanfic (despite never having kissed a boy).
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Khazar-khum posted:Cat had been in an accident as a child, and as a result she suffered from brain damage. She was a gentle person, and had she found the right people she might have been more or less OK. Cat sincerely believed she was a cat trapped in a human body. So while sitting around she would lick herself, meow, purr or hiss. They all lived off of her Section 8, food stamps and disability. This is just some supervillain levels of manipulation right there.
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The Ghoul posted:I reported Fantasmo for his aggressive derailing and general faggotry, and the mod gassed the thread. I asked where it would be appropriate to start a new thread (because, honestly, we weren't really talking about his book) and never got a reply. Sorry... Maybe you could PM one of the GBS mods and see about resurrecting it there? Asking permission might be easier than asking for guidance. I'd do it, but making an OP that captures the growing horror of that thread is a bit daunting.
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For those interested in my RPG story I reposted it here. I may post other such stories later on in that TG thread. There's sort of a preview in a couple of new intro paragraphs. Otherwise, I'm afraid my friends were never as pathetic as Denise, Henriette and the rest. To uglynoodles, la_fausse_tortue, The Saddest Rhino, and all the others, thank you so much for sharing your stories. I literally laughed out loud sometimes (particularly the epic I Will Survive! stuff), though I came out genuinely disturbed more often. I will keep on reading this thread and occasionally commenting, but I have no such stories to share myself.
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Great thread, OP. I haven't caught up yet, but it is like a giant internet-onion, in that it is making me want to cry. I don't know anyone like this -- aside from one dragon otherkin I met in high school, who was pretty sane -- but reading about your experiences has me seriously reconsidering exposing any children I might have to anime/manga. If they want to obsess over football or Korean pop-music, well fine, but please not the loli-sephiro-futashota-con. Anything but that. Anything but the lolis.
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Khazar-khum posted:There were many others, but the one I recall best, Dave, had gotten Liz pregnant while they were both in dragon form. Unfortunately when she shifted back to human form she stayed pregnant. After a fight with Pete she had an abortion, telling him afterwards that she killed his baby because it was evil. Or a black dragon, or because she had seen his true form and he had to be stopped. In any event she never told Pete the baby wasn't his. Wait, was this a real pregnancy, or an "astral pregnancy"? You really need to be specific in this thread.
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