I always remember this place exists at the oddest times.

Gotreus: Effeminate hydra-man-snake-thing with too many arms and questionable tastes. Licks rocks.

Gaff: Lesbian were-lizard that smells like fish for way too many different reasons.

Jahrinthar: The entire Forest Realm from Gauntlet: Dark Legacy. But with Trolls.

Laird of the Loch: No longer your Fair Maiden, now My Fair Maiden with a bad hair day.

Gankk: A punkass nerd with attitude problems and lasers. Affectionately loves a bat with SYRINGES IN IT WHAT THE HELL DUDE

Acriss/Medusa: Leather fetishist andro guy with snake hair that pretends to never know what you're talking about.

Burwor: All the worst parts of both Miguel and Tulio compacted into a cursed Gnome.

Creyroos: I EAT PEOPLE

Dorofue: Goliath from Gargoyles in a pirate outfit.

Eve White: Seamstress fashion diva mothgirl that's a lowkey weeb.

Foley O'Doule: Whitey Bulger literally in the doghouse.

Auscultaconna: Mothgirl LARPing as Sherlock Holmes sent to social worker hell.

Theta: Death-obsessed Asura that watched Thirteen Ghosts too many times.

Skullie: Transformer fembot that doesn't realize she's too big to be a ninja.

Xeonixxis: Someone polymorphed Longcat into a dragon and launched it into space with nothing but druid books to read.

Caita/Hellkat: Gordon Ramsay's worst Kitchen Nightmare with a love for hammers and unreasonably large guns.

There's not a whole lot of internet space I can talk about this so here will have to do. Having my hair done in a salon was such a first and a unique, fun experience. But at the same time, I felt my distinct otherness with such a magnitude that coupled with the humiliating dysphoria of having my neck/face uncovered that it all feels like a bittersweet, poisonous cocktail that I enjoyed like a night of binge-drinking. Fun...but I don't know if I'll ever want to do it again.

Truly, there is no privacy. Even if you flee to another site.

So, ultimately, I end up feeling like it's another situation of the idea vs the reality of.

Ever since my new friend and hairstylist expressed such shock at finding out that I'm trans and told me, when I said I don't partake in LBGT social stuff, that the trans community NEEDS someone like me ( I guess I pass decently for only 2 years of HRT) I've been plagued by it. I don't like the idea. It exposes me, and presumes that I'll get along with people who I share nothing with other than these letters.

But then, she's kind of right. And it's not good to have any allies at all. Ugh...

I have discovered that my friends avatars spin and am losing my shit. My unhelpful toaster decided to lag and freeze said avatars upside-down to plant the knife a little deeper.

Dear netizens: Although the difference between a google search for Glitch and Glich maybe only one letter, there is a world of difference between glitches and the terror that is grandma liches. Watch those typos!

@Ferrovore @ComputerHusband Whenever it is convenient for you both I'd love to talk more about getting together for a potluck sometime! I haven't seen either of you in forever!

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I suppose I need to figure out what it is that I actually want to say here...

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