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Wandering Knitter posted:doll poo poo This one's gotta be the worst. I guess I can be thankful this is the minority of the BJD community...?
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Corridor posted:Oh jesus christ Hey, you get off easy! You're thousands of miles away from him. He's planning on dropping by my doll meet up group.
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I think I speak for everyone when I say that I demand a trip report of his antics at said meetup. Mostly because I don't want those links in my browser history, but I also want to know just how bad this gets.
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That guy just makes me kind of depressed. It's like he desperately wants to be a father but at the same time has no idea what to do so takes all of his cues from his aminus, and because of it he'll never be a normal person. It's like a really sad, spergy cycle. 
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Sup folks. Awhile back, I wrote a series of stories in this thread about one of my course mates, Henriette, when I was doing law in university (see here). To be precise, it was exactly one year ago since I finished, and til now I still get messages once in a while from people who enjoyed them  . (Thanks y'all)Nowadays I spend my goony times at the CC Thunderdome thread where we post flash fictions every week and bump chests  . Last week the prompt was 1. Love story; and 2. Bollywood. I thought, hey, it's the anniversary since I wrote about Henriette, I'll just do a Thunderdome entry about her as appreciation to people who liked it.And then came flash rule 3 which said it had to be not heterosexual and uh well oops, luckily I had written something else not so Bollywoody for it. Then I've also got this halfway done, might as well finish it... But anyway here goes, hope you all like it. --------------------- The girl woke up to a Kashmiri morning in the brightest of springs. As she sat up she found herself surrounded by light yellow pollen, and the petals of the great water lily she was in spread apart, gently opening the grand skies to her. She was in a garden of earthly delights, the fragrance of mangoes and jasmine sickly sweet, and blue-green peacocks displayed their iridescent plumage to pleasure her eyes. Henriette hopped off the flower, bare feet landing on the greenest grass of the fields. How confused was she, for she only remembered retiring to the bed of her drab apartment last evening! Around her in this most wondrous of Swarga Lokas were her law school colleagues, dressed in the garbs of every spectrum of the rainbow, and oh how they cheered and danced upon seeing her. “Lo our fellow student,” they sang in union. “We were mean and spoke of you behind your back. We were mere pretentious and materialistic fools. We thought you silly for loving such a great Swami. How wrong we were! You and your great spiritual love are truly amazing! We love you, dear Henriette!” “Wooooooooooooo,” she sang, “I forgive you!” Her coursemates jumped in joy and made cartwheels, so grateful were they for her kindness. “Bear witness, our beautiful, beautiful lady!” sang the mangoes. What childlikeness their lovely voices were, so very much like the juices and the flesh hidden beneath their dark green skin! “For He has come!” She clasped her palms across her bosom. The henna swirls around her fingers twirl across her skin in a hundred different whirls. “Is it He?” she asked. “Is it that greatest man in my life?” “Ooooooooooooooo,” the mangoes crooned. “Eeeeeeeeeeee,” the peacocks chirped. “Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa,” sang her colleagues. Henriette looked up to the sky, its hues the pink and blue of dusk. The clouds parted, and from it emerged that great golden disc of the exuberant face of Sri Sathya Sai Baba. How infectious was his smile, platinum gems in universal symmetry, more worthy than a million slums! What magnificence his afro was, bushes so dark and thick a village could hide within from the most fearsome tigers of Ceylon! Henriette gasped, and oh! She could not help but laugh in joy, her bright crystalline tears flowing down her cheeks like the Ganges into the bay of Bengal. “Oh Sai Baba! You have appeared in my dreams, just like I hope and desire for!” Sai Baba’s radiance was wide and luminous, and Henriette basked in the glory of the sun of his love. “Dreams, my dear Henriette,” said mighty Sai Baba. “Are nothing but the reflection of the subconscious mind.” “Have I willed You into my thoughts?” cried Henriette. “I cannot be so strong, to cause You to see humble, insignificant I!” Sai Baba threw back his head and laughed. His voice was like that of great bells, hearty echoes ringing across the stars. “No, my love,” said He. “No person can dream of a Swami unless the Swami Himself desires it to be so 1 . And so do I hear your pleas, and so do I desire, and here I allow myself to be in your thoughts.” Henriette was overjoyed. She threw her hands up, fingers moving as if strumming a pretty large sitar in the sky. She spun around a few trees and sang, “Ah, I am so relieved, I am so glad!” Tears flowed down her cheeks again, because why not. “To know I am not only Your most devoted devotee, but for You to know my face. I am the happiest woman in this great earth!” “Oh Henriette, I shall make you happier,” declared Sai Baba. He extended His hand out to her, the rings on His finger so opulent and rich, His palm such an invitation to treat. “For I have come to light the lamp of love in your heart, to see that it shines day by day 2 .” Henriette gasped. “Surely You jest!” She recited Shakespeare. “You offer me your hand? But I can’t! I shan’t! Oh, I am unworthy, unworthy, unworthy!” Sai Baba smiled His most inviting smile. It was of such brilliance the mangoes swelled, the birds took flight, the water lilies bloomed a million times and the skies parted once again, so genuinely brilliant, it was more brilliant than anything known by Man. “Yes, devotee of mine,” said He. “I offer you my love. For women should take the correct path then men will follow suit, as it is the women who have to take the leading role. The wife is half of the husband; if she becomes good, then her husband, who is the other half, will also become good 3 .” “How can I say no!” Henriette shrieked, and took the hand of great Sai Baba. Her university coursemates took flight in reverie and did Kuchipudi air dances, so enchanted they were by the passion before them that the laws of physics became arbitrary and defiable. A cloud, formed beneath their feet, brought them up to the snowy peaks of Meru, where a great altar of gold awaits them. Tiny monkeys in fine silk greeted them, and lotuses bloomed after their each step. The sun obliged their presence by setting, but just enough so that the golden lustre of the altar would be more pronounced before a deep mahogany background. “Do we marry?” said Henriette. “Yes, we do marry,” Sai Baba clasped His hands around hers. “We shall join in a union of souls.” “I love you, Sai Baba!” “I love you too, my dear child,” said Sai Baba. “Thus we are now spiritually married, for I have willed myself into your thoughts, and you shall be The Girl who Thinks She is Married to Sai Baba.” Their transcendent love broke the hearts of all in the world, and the Gods and Goddesses wept in joy, and the animals and plants skipped and sung, and her university colleagues flew around and did high-fives, and Henriette was the happiest and most blessed girl in the world. When I Woke Up I Knew We Were Married (1000+ words)
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^^^ So, how much is it going to cost for you to illustrate this above post like you did all the others, and to who do we make the check out to? 
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Fandoms can ruin anything if you let them, I think. They're like that kid who hears a yo momma joke and doesn't stop making them for 20 minutes straight. If you don't ignore that kid, you'll hate those jokes by the end of it. I'm sure otaku aren't the worst out there. They probably just seemed the worst due to my major in college; if I'd taken environmental science maybe the tree-huggers would've seemed the worst. Still though, there's something so disappointing about their lack of self-awareness. black metal hugbox posted:I can't think of very many contexts where these things aren't creepy as heck.  edit: aidoru posted:This one's gotta be the worst. I guess I can be thankful this is the minority of the BJD community...? 
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aidoru posted:This one's gotta be the worst. I guess I can be thankful this is the minority of the BJD community...? My mind doesn't really want to process what is happening in these photos, so I just get stuck on what the hell is going on with her legs?!
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Glad to see this thread is still open. Here's my story. It's really long, there's background info though. Sorry! Long story short In high school, there was a really gross group of LARPers. They were hosed up in many a way. I asked to not be signed up for their mailing list, they signed me up anyways, and when I flamed them over email about it, after asking politely to be removed many times, they stalked me and were probably planning on assaulting me after school, in the LARP apparel, with LARP weaponry. Background Information I like anime, video games, M:tG, and LARPing a lot as a kid, I liked it as a teen too. When we moved during middle school, I hung out with people with those interests. That's how I met my "boyfriend" (I was 12, so it was basically a friend I held hands with) when we moved. We happened to move to the area that hosted my LARP, so I ended up not needing to join a new LARP group. There was one really weird girl at my school. She dressed like a normal person our age, had normal interests, but no friends. I thought she was just shy, so I made friends with her. Nope, she was batshit insane! If I wore a shirt, she'd go out and get her parents to buy the same shirt. If I mentioned I played an instrument, she decided to become a girl with a guitar. It's like she wanted to be me, seriously. Finally, she asked me if she could date the guy I was dating, and I told her she'd have to ask him, so she went up to him, told him I wanted to end it, and that she wanted to date him. He, gullible, believed it and started to go out with her, and she threatened to kill herself if they ever broke up. This happened for two years. She wanted to still be my friend, and I said no thanks. So, what did she do? Started to find me when I was alone and try to confront me about why I didn't want to be her friend. She was ridiculously strong, and one time, just took my arm and dragged me to the counselor's office, even though I was screaming for her to get off me. It happened at lunch, when nobody was inside, but the counselor said I was being "overdramatic". poo poo was caught on tape, the school didn't do anything about it. Every time I'd break up with a guy, she'd ask him out. Before I left for college, she and I probably shared most exes, but I'd never dated a guy after she'd dated him. It was always the other way around and it was weird and creepy. There were other crazy people at this school, but she was the craziest because she had stalker attributes. The others kept their craziness to themselves Example? The one girl who literally called herself an Elder One, believed that she was a reincarnated spirit, and that so were her friends. She'd also steal clothes, even underwear, from people sleeping over at her house. Her parents set up torrenting and poo poo for her, so she had lots of porn, also, she had an otherkin that was each of her Neopets (even though she was godawful at the game). Again, this is before age 14. High School Background Info For high school, we switched districts again, to the larger school district, district B, because I wanted to get away from the crazy stalker girl. My parents didn't do poo poo, they really should have at least called her parents, but whatever. I mostly hung out with my new classmates, but I also wanted to play some M:tG on the side. The sexes were more split: guys hung out with guys, girls hung out with girls. I mostly hung out with girls and we talked about movies and Twilight and normal teenage junk, but sometimes, I wanted to play M:tG or video games without making serious friends, so I'd go to the video game club or the nerds that play M:tG together. Those people were basically the annoying kids from XBOX Live, but I only hung out with them once every week or two to play Magic or Halo or something. I was a casual in terms of multiplayer, I liked single player stuff better. During this time, I was still LARPing, some kid in my class teased me after seeing me at the park, but whatever. One of the hanger-arounds at the M:tG group was considered a member of the group even though he never played. Between matches, I'd chat with him. I learned that he knew some people from my middle school who fenced with him at a local fencing club. Cool, whatever. He introduced me to his friend, who was a LARPer, who said I should check out their LARP. LARPers 2: Electric Boogaloo So, I did some googling. I was maybe 15 or 16, and I'd been on 4chan, SA, ED, the goddamn Internet for a while. Their LARP was a rip-off of another LARP, which had sent a cease-and-desist because the guy running the rip-off with his dad's money had been using their name and their mailing list info to get new recruits. I saw some LJ's, the people that were running the group? Older guys, out of high school, who were dating the underage kids they were effectively babysitting, seeing as there was basically no parental supervision. Oh, but it was okay, you see, because they were children at heart. Also, ephebophilia is okay, right guys? That's how I learned about the LARPer group at my high school. You know how there are lacrosse players who are just people who play lacrosse, and there are lacrosse players who don't shut up about lacrosse and carry their lacrosse sticks everywhere? These were the LARP equivalent. They wore their costumes to school. They roleplayed in class. They were furries, and now, they're probably otherkin with fictive headmates and all that junk. That's weird. Not going to pretend it isn't. What people do with their bodies is their drat business, and I don't care as long as it doesn't affect me. Oh, but it did. Some of the hosed up things they did? Well, the high school had a problem with strangers bring weapons onto campus, usually concealed guns. We had a few lockdowns each year for that reason. These people invited people that didn't go to our high school (both our ages and older(!!!!)) onto campus, with their fake weapons. There was a park right across the street that they could have met them at, but nope, they brought them on campus. One of the people that would show up? Crazy stalker girl. Somehow, she found out about me through these people, joined their LARP, used it as an excuse to hang out around my school. She was my age and the school was big, so who would think she was out of place? I obviously should have reported this, but I didn't. Where were her parents in all this?! I'm half Asian and female, but a few of the LARPers were also otakus and would ask me to translate stuff, do "cute Japanese stuff" (not even a bit Japanese), and would ask me if I liked Lolita and other Japanese fashion styles (I dressed like a normal American teenager). They'd also try to get me to roleplay with them. They were also really racist, classist, and just douchey in general. Most were in AP classes and looked down on anyone not in an AP class (I was in "only 2?!?!" or something, and apparently that was a crime), and they would choose to charge different fees to different LARP participants instead of just saying why they didn't want them there at all. They were also all rich white kids, with parents with good jobs who apparently give their kids guidelines or rules or decency. One of the LARPers had a crush on me. He was really dirty, with dragon talons (his fursona was obviously a dragon), and long gross hair. He's more than mildly autistic, and currently, sells Vector knives door-to-door. He decided I was totally his girlfriend, disregarding the fact that I was dating someone else. What did he do to show his affection? Signed me up for the LARP mailing list! I asked not to be on it. I sent emails asking to be removed. These requests were not met. I tried blocking the emails but nope. Didn't work. So, I sent an angry email asking to be removed from the mailing list, to the whole mailing list. I cursed. Whatever, this is the Internet. I get a poo poo-ton of angry flames back and people are emailing back and forth on the mailing list about what to do about me. Why am I seeing these emails? Oh, because I'm still on the loving mailing list! Eventually, someone figures that out, and says they should take this issue "to the forums", which are private. Great, or so I thought. The next day, the LARPer friend of the M:tG guy asks me to stick around a bit, because he wants to apologize to me about the mailing list thing. So, after school, I wait for a bit. Through the front gates of the school, a stream of LARPers enters. They're in lovely costumes with lovely weapons (think: pool noodle directly put on pipes or sticks). And they run towards me. I walk the gently caress away, and a very fat girl who wore a black dress (the kind a priest would wear, with the white collar thing and everything) grabs me and tells me I need to "stay for my punishment". What the everloving gently caress. I start to leave, and these people just start to follow me out of the school. One of them, the leader, the one who was running the mailing list in the first place, grabs me on the shoulder. I brush him off, so he pulls my earbuds out of my ear and says he "just wants to talk". I tell him to to gently caress off, he said some bullshit like, "that's not very nice". Luckily, I saw my boyfriend across the street, at a park, so I ran over to him, and he had a group of very large guys with him who all stood up. This was during my "date the baddest motherfucker around" stage, so...I chose to date a guy who had a large group of tough looking friends. They also had fake guns. The LARPers scattered. I lost my M:tG friend to this group. He was really whiny, on the topic of "wahh I have nothing to show colleges!" so I suggested he try out different things and get a hobby. It was a little late but it was better than having nothing. The first time after I gave him that advice, he decided to become one of those assholes who claims to be an expert in everything he's read about for once. The second time, he decided to join the creepy LARPers. Also, he started dating Stalker Girl for a while. I guess she thought I'd been dating the M:tG guy for a while or something (I hadn't). The only weird poo poo they did after that was try and take pictures of me and my next year's boyfriend to see if we'd show up on film, because we looked like one of the vampire couples from Twilight (they'd call us by their names), and that's loosely. As in, we just had their hair color and skin color. Post-graduation The summer after high school, I started to chat with one of the LARPers who had also been a classmate of mine. I'd had a crush on him: he'd been a transfer to my school and basically snatched up by the LARPers. Turns out he no longer was one of them and no longer liked them! So, we hung out a few times, and started to casually date. One night, he suggested we go to a party one of his friends was holding. It was one of the LARPers, who he claimed was also an ex-LARPer. Apparently, this party would be full of only the cool ex-LARPers, who, like my date, had seen how hosed up their LARP was. On the way there, we saw a few of the LARPer people by chance, who seemed pretty nice, so I thought maybe the party wouldn't be entirely crazy. Wrong. I get there and it's entirely LARPers. The host sees me and loses his poo poo, yelling at my date about how he could bring me there! And who else is there? Stalker girl! She comes at me with her hands out like claws, yelling about how I've stolen this guy from his friends. This time, obviously, she didn't stalk me, but still. I go and hide in the kitchen, and my date's friends come after me. His real friends, not LARPers. They tell me everyone's a dick, whatever. They're cool guys who are hanging out with poo poo people. My date eventually works things out with the host, doesn't get his rear end beaten, and we leave the party. Meanwhile, what about my LARPing? Well, I liked LARPing, I was going more sporadically though, because I had SATs and junk. New people joined and basically took over. People who had been in the group maybe two or three weeks or months were now in positions of power because there were so many of them around to vote each other in. Things fell apart quickly. The LARP I was part of decided to join forces with the LARP that harassed me (I told the new admins about the issue, they said to "deal with it"), even given the background info about the shady behavior. They basically wanted enough members to have bragging rights over other LARP groups in the area. So, I quit going to that branch of the LARP, and if I was to restart LARPing, would gladly drive a longer distance to LARP with people I do like. Where Are They Now? I'm in college, on the other side of the country. There are crazy weebs here, including: * Girl who has really bad cosplays and outfits, but is anorexic skinny (seriously, she weighs double digits and is 5'7" at least) so gets praised and continues to starve and wear ugly stuff. She's obsessed with Homestuck and Internet memes, and tries to stick a meme in everything. Also, pretty sure she's an otherkin/factive. She also speaks with a fake British accent (it changes daily, and her parents have American accents). * Girl who thinks that being hyperviolent is adorable after seeing Kick rear end, but doesn't get that it isn't as ironic on someone her age. Terrible hygiene is a contrast with her hair, which is dyed various Kool-Aid colors, and she wears the same really dirty children's sized Disney shirts daily. Sitting by her table at dinner, I've literally heard her threaten to punch random people for things like fan shipping. One of the LARPers transferred to the same college (not exactly, but I don't want to get into it) and freaked the gently caress out when they saw me the first time. It was the ringleader of the group, the one that had grabbed me when I tried to escape their attack. Well, I nipped it in the bud. I saw them, asked if we could talk. Told the guy that I didn't want college to be awkward for me, so if he could cut the poo poo out, I'd forgive him for his past. He agreed, sent me a friend request on Facebook, but forgot his Twitter and FB were synced, so I saw the snarky comment he'd tweeted about me just then. Still, I haven't been bothered by the LARPers since. I think they get that if they did that today, it'd be stalking/harassment/assault and that poo poo isn't treated lightly by colleges/police. The crazy stalker girl? So crazy that her parents sent her to live in another country with a relative. Guy who I introduced to the whole mess? Got featured in an article in the NYT about his "eclectic" interests (he claimed to be an expert in various things he isn't, and the article got written because his aunt works there), and his dad got busted in a big scandal earlier this year.
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DrHerpington posted:... I have not heard this term before and I'm really not sure I want it associated with my internets beyond this forum. What is it?
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Buried alive posted:I have not heard this term before and I'm really not sure I want it associated with my internets beyond this forum. What is it? Every loving time I think people can't get crazier/stupider, they do. It's fascinating....
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Buried alive posted:I have not heard this term before and I'm really not sure I want it associated with my internets beyond this forum. What is it? Deep sigh. Headmates, man. Weirdest poo poo I've heard about online. So, people who believe they have headmates sometimes believe that they have a fictional character as a headmate, and those are fictives. Factives are an extension of this; these are people who believe they have actual people sharing their headspace. A fictive is "I have the Tenth Doctor Who as a headmate." A factive is "David Tennant is my headmate." (Both need psychiatric help, but factives probably need more.)
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Wow, moving in nerdy circles and having Asian features in the US must really suck.
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I hadn't heard the term fictives before either. My knowledge is ever expanding and the abyss is ever deepening.
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Corridor posted:Wow, moving in nerdy circles and having Asian features in the US must really suck. Well poo poo someone recognized the sperg queen. DrHerpington fucked around with this message at 13:12 on Jul 21, 2013 |
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DrHerpington posted:loving AURORA This could probably be said about most posts in this thread, but God. drat. To quote 'The Thick Of It', I am amazed that this woman remains unmurdered.
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Ichabod Sexbeast posted:This could probably be said about most posts in this thread, but Aurora sounds like she'd've fit in with more than a few I met over in the Humanities classes over the last couple of semesters. However, I can't understand how DrHerpington stuck around her for so long because I know I would've told her off at the grabbing the food thing and cut it off then.
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DrHerpington posted:Surprisingly, nope. I'm convinced it's socially awkward people that allow these people to exist to begin with. I hear stories like this and it's constantly "No loving way" then the stories actually come along. What the gently caress are you people stringing these freaks minds with? Do you just lack the concept of calling someone out on their poo poo? I'm gonna call a socially awkward freak a freak the same way I'd call a guy smoking crack a crackhead. indoflaven fucked around with this message at 05:29 on Dec 28, 2012 |
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indoflaven posted:What the gently caress are you people stringing these freaks minds with? Why the gently caress did you just quote a poo poo-huge post two make a few sentences worth of remarks?
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Vorgen posted:Hey, she may be socially awkward, selfish beyond belief, and a habitual rape-crier, but at least she doesn't quote gigantic posts, right?
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So, I am a fan of Anime but not a huge spergy one. I don't collect Japanese stuff and I think the only thing I have depicting Japanese life of any kind if Shogun 2 Total War which is pretty clearly ethnocentric and maybe a little racist from time to time. However, my question is this, is it just me or is their a heavy amount of racism/sexism in Anime/Anime fan communities? The poster who talked about submissive Asian women really got me thinking about the underlying sexism and now I am curious to see if anyone else has an opinion about this or a resource about it? In the stories here I see some of this in the people with the craziest epics.
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indoflaven posted:I'm convinced it's socially awkward people that allow these people to exist to begin with. I hear stories like this and it's constantly "No loving way" then the stories actually come along. What the gently caress are you people stringing these freaks minds with? Do you just lack the concept of calling someone out on their poo poo? I'm gonna call a socially awkward freak a freak the same way I'd call a guy smoking crack a crackhead. Cool then I can call you a really lovely poster. I don't think the people in these threads are really "enabled" by anything. That's not to say they don't have enablers in their lives. Because they probably do. But in the case of Paolo, for example, NOBODY liked him or encouraged him and he still acted like he believed he was Sonic the loving Hedgehog. If people are deluded enough they will continue to believe whatever the Hell they want to. Just like you will probably continue to quote giant posts without editing the content down. Again, I'm just calling it as I see it. I'm gonna call a lovely poster a lovely poster the same way you'd call a guy smoking crack a crackhead.
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cuntvalet posted:Cool then I can call you a really lovely poster.  Paulywallywalrus posted:So, I am a fan of Anime but not a huge spergy one. I don't collect Japanese stuff and I think the only thing I have depicting Japanese life of any kind if Shogun 2 Total War which is pretty clearly ethnocentric and maybe a little racist from time to time. However, my question is this, is it just me or is their a heavy amount of racism/sexism in Anime/Anime fan communities? The poster who talked about submissive Asian women really got me thinking about the underlying sexism and now I am curious to see if anyone else has an opinion about this or a resource about it? I think many Japanophiles who become too engrossed in the anime culture, which tends to encourage the image of "demure", "petite", and "obedient" in women, will in turn tend to project onto and expect these traits from the women in their lives. It's a simple matter of wanting to live out a fantasy, like in their precious animu. My brother is like this.
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Paulywallywalrus posted:So, I am a fan of Anime but not a huge spergy one. I don't collect Japanese stuff and I think the only thing I have depicting Japanese life of any kind if Shogun 2 Total War which is pretty clearly ethnocentric and maybe a little racist from time to time. However, my question is this, is it just me or is their a heavy amount of racism/sexism in Anime/Anime fan communities? The poster who talked about submissive Asian women really got me thinking about the underlying sexism and now I am curious to see if anyone else has an opinion about this or a resource about it?
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Vorgen posted:Hey, she may be socially awkward, selfish beyond belief, and a habitual rape-crier, but at least she's not astrally married to all the Pokemon, right? She basically thinks she's married to all the Beatles. If she knew what fictives/headmates were, she'd probably claim to be Bridget Jones and every other similar character. indoflaven posted:I'm convinced it's socially awkward people that allow these people to exist to begin with. I hear stories like this and it's constantly "No loving way" then the stories actually come along. What the gently caress are you people stringing these freaks minds with? Do you just lack the concept of calling someone out on their poo poo? I'm gonna call a socially awkward freak a freak the same way I'd call a guy smoking crack a crackhead. I'm pretty patient with people. I'm not "stringing her along", I've talked to her about how various things are inappropriate, doesn't ever fix things. Example: at the Winter Formal, I told her what she was doing was making a lot of people feel uncomfortable. One of her friends came up and said the same thing. Aurora's response? Continue doing what she's doing! Same thing happened with the Reddit boy. Everyone told her it was a bad idea. Not a single person thought that pursuing a guy who had a girlfriend was a good idea, but no, Aurora just had to do it! She lives in my dorm, on the same hall, which is part of how we officially met. I keep her around because if I need somewhere to sit in a crowded dining hall (my college recently shut down 2 of the 3 dining halls), I can count on being able to sit by her, even if it means having to listen to her inane stories. However, seeing as she's spreading rumors about me, I'm not going to operate under the assumption we're friends. She doesn't need to know I know, but I know she's a lovely person. And, my last story: Scientology Attacks! The Story of the Scariest Girl Ever! High school, I was in an extracurricular, and that activity had a free associated summer camp each year, where we met up with other schools. Think debate team, or model UN. We all went to a local college and roomed with someone from our school. Well, the first year was awesome. Second year, a girl who was kinda awkward asked me to be her roommate. She seemed harmless, so I said "Sure". She asked what to bring, and I suggested packing what was on the suggested list, as well as toiletries, and reminded her the weather was supposed to be pretty warm that weekend. The day we drive down to the college comes, and Sienna shows up with a backpack. It's a four day trip, so maybe she's just a great packer, right? No. We get to the college, and all she's packed in her backpack? * Expired nail polish and a full manicure kit: cotton pads, nail polish remover, a billion kinds of clippers * A stuffed animal (she was 18) * Three Harry Potter books, out of order (something like 2, 4, and 6) * One spare outfit of clothes, all for cold weather (long sleeved thermal tees and thermal-lined jeans) * No toiletries whatsoever The college provided towels and linens and things, but Sienna had not packed the bare necessities. It was hot, and Sienna had sweated a lot. She also had a theory that if you left your clothes out, they'd magically clean themselves, as if dirt and oils could evaporate. Sienna went to the bathroom. I put my toiletries in my underwear drawer, went out to talk to some friends in the hall. When I came back, I saw Sienna, fresh out of the shower, clutching my toiletries! She'd gone through my underwear to get to them while I was gone. I guess she went back to the room, riffled through my stuff, found them, and went and took a shower. I told her she shouldn't be touching my stuff and she should have asked permission to use my stuff. Her excuse? "I'm sharing my nail polish and Harry Potter books with you, be more generous!". Neither of those things were things I wanted, so after threatening to tell the chaperones, she stopped trying to get to my stuff. Maybe Sienna wanted to buy toiletries when we got there, right? After all, you can get travel shampoos and stuff at any CVS. A bunch of us had forgotten things (I'd forgotten flip flops!) so we all went to CVS together. Sienna got in line with us, with a basket full of full-sized product (maybe $3-5 each), and when it was her turn in line, asked everyone for money. Her bill was pretty high, maybe $30, so we told her sorry, but no, maybe she should get small, travel sized things instead, or buy cheaper brands (she had Olay body wash and stuff). She started to cry and the adult supervisors ended up buying her all the products in the basket. However, surprise surprise, it turned out Sienna had $40 on her all along! More than enough to get her toiletries, which she could have shaved down by a lot. Why didn't she want to spend it? "I'm saving it." For what? We'll find out later. Camp Antics At camp, she... * decided she had a crush on some guys that were 14 and 15 (she was 18 and had graduated high school, this was a summer camp though), and relentlessly pursued them. She'd done this during the school year a few times but I'd thought it had been a joke. Nope, she totally considered herself an ephebophile. * stood up randomly during a presentation about how to deal with cyberbullying (I have no idea why we had this presentation at all), cried, and demanded that she could share her experience. The adults had no idea what to do, so they let her cry about how she felt excluded and bullied by her peers. I'd gone to school with her, neither of those things were true, she'd just had her advances rejected by most guys at school. A few people that didn't know her hugged her, and she was quietly escorted outside the lecture hall. It was pretty loving awkward. * called out anime names and video game stuff when an improv group did a show. She got picked to go on stage and needless to say, would not stop requesting obscuria, so the skits were not funny. * would constantly ask people about "their culture" if they weren't white or black (Sienna was black). * would go up to random groups to eat. Our camp shared the dining hall with a few other camps, and within the camp proper, groups were split by school for certain reasons. One girl from a group came up to me and asked me if there was something wrong with Sienna, who had come up and decided to narrate the story of CSI for them (explaining that it meant Crime Scene Investigation and all!). * kept me up the entire night asking me questions about how to nab a "hot Asian high school boy", listing off her favorite anime guys (everyone from Ouran!) and soccer players (anyone from Asia with a penis!), until I told her I had to go to sleep, and she started to whimper as I pretended to be asleep. * decided she was an anime and video game expert for watching Ouran and playing Kingdom Hearts, and thus, had something in common with every other nerd in the world! That's...not how it works. There was an arcade on campus and she was pretty much the worst gamer ever, even though she claimed to have wicked DDR skills. She was at least 100 lbs overweight, not toned-fat or muscly, and did not have these wicked DDR skills of legend. * tried to get contact info from random guys, and tried to ask them out. She also had the biggest case of Nice Girl Syndrome I'd ever seen. "Why don't guys who I've randomly chosen for their looks not like me back? It's because they're shallow!" She also went up to random guys and told them that various people "liked' them. This is an 18 year old woman, running around, talking about "like liking" someone. What the gently caress. * was super sweaty because she was wearing winter clothing in 90+ degree heat. Showering twice a day did not help. She left her smelly clothes everywhere, as well as dirty clothes, including underwear, which was gross as gently caress. * thought it was totally cool to read over people's shoulders all the time, even if they were texting or doing something private. Later, I learned she'd started doing this at a young age, peering over other kid's shoulders to read Harry Potter books, and called it bullying when she was asked to stop. Move over, Slenderman The camp was three days long. First night was her crying about her Asian husbanndos. The second night, I stayed out late with everyone else, and she tucked in early. Not a big deal, right? Wrong. I came back that night and turned on the lights, hoping to sneak into bed without waking up Sienna. Lights went on, what did I see? Sienna sitting over the side of the bed, staring at the ground. "We need to talk," she said, turning her head towards me, like Stewie from Family Guy. "No, I need to go to bed." "We need to talk," she repeated, so I just left and watched TV downstairs. I came back later that night and found a creepy note on the bed. Sienna had gone to sleep. The note was creepertastic: terrible English and grammar, some backwards e's and other letters (she wasn't dyslexic), and she wrote about how she'd "reached out to me", how I obviously had "problems making friends". I slept in someone else's room that night because that was creepy as gently caress. Next morning, she complained that I hadn't slept in the room with her, so I gave the note to the adults, who said that she was creepy as gently caress but they couldn't do anything really, so I ended up having to sleep in that room with her for the rest of our time at camp. And what did Aurora spend her precious $40 on? A single copy of "Dianetics". I poo poo you not. She went up to a randomly placed Scientology table and bought their book. I don't think it costs that much on Amazon. I never saw Sienna again.
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itt: everyone is uncomfortable with telling freaks to get away from them (USER WAS PUT ON PROBATION FOR THIS POST)
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funky not a junkie posted:itt: everyone is uncomfortable with telling freaks to get away from them I've gotten over this the last couples of years. Unless you are pretty inept socially (or have some underlying problems), its not hard to condition yourself to call people on their bullshit. Branch out, get hobbys, be social. Even if it doesnt come to you all at once, learning how to call someone for being a creep makes life way simpler. There's a certain apex of crazy that becomes difficult to deal with, but at that point, why even bother dealing with them on a friendly basis. I had a roommate last year who a few friends are still dealing with who collects statues of 8 year old anime girls. Combined with a lack of social grace and a holier than though attitude, theres just no point in dealing with someone who's such a sperg w00tmonger fucked around with this message at 21:47 on Dec 28, 2012 |
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w00tmonger posted:I've gotten over this the last couples of years. Unless you are pretty inept socially (or have some underlying problems), its not hard to condition yourself to call people on their bullshit. That does open up a can of worms when the person behaving like a social ignoramus truly doesn't get it. In my situation, it was "T" who at this point I'm convinced he's an untreated Aspberger's or something in that range. Over the years I've known him, he's lost a job doing over the phone tech support because as he insisted 'he couldn't stand talking with stupid' so he called off work to go play WoW. His definition of stupid covered anyone who didn't use Apple/Mac products along with the genuinely clueless. At this job he also despite multiple people sitting down with him to explain why, still didn't understand why a co-worker of Cuban ancestry who lost most of her family to Castro and Che was upset at his wearing his Che Guevara shirt. He can't grasp the concept of 'pick your battles' which when coupled with his habit of insisting on his 'Uniqueness' and insisting he knows it all, has turned him into one of those people you can't help but watch as an example of what not to do in life. On some level he knows something's not right, but any time someone mentions perhaps going to therapy results in a near rabid tirade that he's been to that and it's all bullshit. He also insists he's got PTSD and that it's completely real to get that from getting yelled at. He's also one of those degrees of atheist who will go off on a tirade about the invisible sky wizard thing even if someone only said 'Thank God' as a matter of expression, yet when the Baptist church in the area does the food giveaways for those in need, he's there for a hand out. Equally, he would also regularly steal weed from his now former roommate who was on medical marijuana for helping with his MS symptoms. Several of us who know him have pointed out his bad behavior and pretty much explained to him why it's not acceptable and after a 'maybe you're right', he goes right back to same poo poo-different day with an added being angry at us for being 'mean' and 'not understanding'.
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M_Sinistrari posted:... didn't understand why a co-worker of Cuban ancestry who lost most of her family to Castro and Che was upset at his wearing his Che Guevara shirt ... [W]hen the Baptist church in the area does the food giveaways for those in need, he's there for a hand out. Equally, he would also regularly steal weed from his now former roommate who was on medical marijuana for helping with his MS symptoms. Sincerely that guy is an rear end in a top hat
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Thank you, thread, for not being dead. I was worried this one had gone away for good. Please, more stories of human terribleness, that I might bask myself in it's warming glow.
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This thread has a almost predictably consistent cycle. 1. Start with various ongoing stories made up of super long posts. 2. Smaller stand alone stories. 3. Barely any stories, replaced with usually interesting dicussion on how the subjects of the thread's minds work. Anyone got a "favourite" freak on the thread. As in most utterly disturbing, for me it'd be that fairy prince bloke.
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Mind Loving Owl posted:Anyone got a "favourite" freak on the thread. As in most utterly disturbing, for me it'd be that fairy prince bloke. Mine's Henrietta. I just can't help but love her Sai Baba-based insanity. 
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