1. I'm Sephiroth's One True Love: OK, so you play a video game, and one of the characters in it turns you on. OK, I can grok that. Lord knows, I could do some seriously nasty things to some of the chicks on Dead or Alive. I can even understand a certain amount of fanfic, where you want to imagine yourself in love with said pixelated heartthrob. Hey, an active imagination is a good thing...until it goes too far. Take, for example, this person (who may or may not be the same person as this person, the jury is still out), who blogs about how they are the one true, eternal love of Sephiroth (yes, the character from the Final Fantasy series of stuff), and who will openly talk about how they get into fights with other fan girls about who is the one REAL love of him. Now, a step further (after all, we're this deep in the bullshit, anyway), and check out this one, who apparently travels the Astral Plane, where she talks to him, loves him, fucks him, cuddles with him, and just generally gets moist. The phrase "you need serious psychiatric help" comes to mind. I'd love to round up all of these people (I'm sure there are a few more out there), lock them in an arena, and sell the pay-per-view rights to a UFC-style Battle Royale (the wrestling event, not the Asian flick...well, OK, that too).
2. It Used To Be Cool: Speaking of UFC, after Doug finished up my ink last night, we sat around with Kat, watching some of the UFC on cable. Now, I haven't watched or kept up with it for several years, but I remember those first five years or so; a variety of fighting styles, battling it out to bloody and unconscious conclusions, for the right to be called the Ultimate Fighter. It was visceral and cool, and worth watching. I had no idea how bad it had gotten. Broken into weight classes, OK, I can accept that, but damn, every guy in there is sticking to Muay Thai kickboxing with a little Jujitsu thrown in, making almost every fight the same (I.e. lunge-kick-grapple-twistaroundonthefloor-f
3. But, I'm Cool Because I'm Not Really Human: OK, you wanna cosplay, be a furry, whatever. Fine, more power to ya, whatever gets you through the night. Really, it don't bother me none. What bugs me is when you get these people who want to claim to be part-whatever, be that part animal, part mythical creature, or part alien. I swear, every time I hear the term "otherkin", I just wanna slap the fuck out of the person claiming it. "Oh, you're the silver elf queen of ice? *SMACK* Put some ice on that, whydoncha?" Look, I hate the humans as much as anyone, and I don't like to be associated with them, but biology is one of those things you don't get to choose. you wanna role-play, good for you, but learn how to leave the character at the game. You wanna see some real class examples of this delusion? Head over here and laugh. These people are a laugh riot...and, as a side note, the user info makes me laugh just as hard, as they proclaim how they are "not here about some fucked up dilutions"; apparently, having extraterrestrial and supernatural blood makes one unable to spell.
Yeah, hating on the humans...just one of my many services.