: My Ponies Hate You Now.
I know everyone's thought of this at one point in their lives - what would happen if an author brought their novel's character into Second Life to roleplay and explore?
Or wait, what would happen if an author brought their novel's character into Second Life...to play a sexy bunnyfur looking for happiness? Wouldn't that be a great "RP Experiment"?
Let's ask otakuoftomobiki! He's conveniently provided us with all of the wank in a single illustrated smorgasbord of batshittery (recreated on my JF journal for posterity).
( It begins! )
So he's playing himself...as a chick instead of the 46 year old guy. Harmless, right?
Then he buys a new avatar, a cute little bunnygirl, and faces a dilemma! Kacey is a squirrel, not a rabbit! And Kacey doesn't think she's attractive, and this bunny avatar is smokin' hot!
( The idea! )
But wait! The plot thickens...romance blooms in the form of a black bunnyguy!
( My Prince... )
Did I mention that this guy has a girlfriend? Like a flesh and blood one.
Anyway, the new fella brings home some creepy kids that the two adopted. I won't go into them other than to say that the pictures will creep you out.
It's about this time, just before the two bunnies are about to get married, that the girlfriend, tired of being ignored, decides to come onto Second Life to maybe get some RP/quality time with him. However, when he ignores her for his bunnygirl/bunnyboy RP and she finds out, it's not long before the anvil drops on our "Hero".
( Danger looms for Our Hero! )
I can't make this shit up, folks. But the true amazingness is that he's still insistent that this was all everyone else's fault for not understanding his "experiment"!
I must admit I was quite disappointed in Kacey’s black bunny prince. He had seemed to have great quality of character. Yet, as his video girl was taken away from him by the god, he didn’t dive into the computer screen after her. He didn’t cut himself to pieces climbing stairs of fragile glass to preserve her. He didn’t defy the gods themselves to keep her. And he certainly didn’t deny the griefers the opportunity to ruin his happy home.
Pity. It makes not for such a good story if the hero declines to be heroic.
Oh wait, it is his fault...for trusting a heartless bitch who stole his My Little Ponies and dumped him. And so he has his retribution in a separate post:
So, Enelar, if you’re reading this, as I know you will eventually. I just want you to know that my ponies are not happy anymore. That piece of my heart they carry resonates with my recriminations for all the pain you’ve caused me. There’s an accusing glow in their eyes, reminding you of how much I loathe you for what you and your friends have done. I swear by the innocent SL children you callously orphaned, neither I nor my ponies will ever forgive you.
In fact, my dear Enelar, my ponies hate you. The loathing I feel for you in my heart is transmitted to them, just as my love for you was in the past. Now they watch over you at night with glaring, accusing eyes - like something out of a Stephen King movie. You are surrounded on all sides by the ponies I invested my magic in. Open your eyes in the dark and feel them watching you, loathing you for the pain you’ve caused me. Haunting you with the ghost of the innocent love you’ve destroyed. Haunting you, watching you, wishing to be anywhere but in the possession of someone as undeserving of pony magic as you.
Seriously, read the whole lovely post, and some of the others...you won't be disappointed. I also have a screenshot in my hard drive in case this gets bahleeted.
ETA: The ex weighs in!
And Our Hero shows up to answer strap-on questions and, no lie, offer up his thoughts on yaoi!
And yuri.
And how terribly amused he is to be 'king for a day', and what is this mythical kingdom of fandom_wank?.
And is offered some very sage advice before he digs himself deeper.
Which he proceeds to ignore.
Dude, if being considered rude is your concern? You really, really need the special help.
ETA2: Electric Boogaloo - Journal bahleeted! Still googlecached here - can anyone get this on their site somehow?
And, after some more googling..
His attempts to save the furry fandom from being all about sex. - I love that he says he never made it through high school.
ETA3: The Revenge FLOUNCE - The wound is slowly spreading out to engulf my entire being.
( Under the cut just in case )
Archives of his magnum opus.
Web Archive of his bio.
Thanks to![[info]](http://www.journalfen.net/img/userinfo.gif)
hooloovoo_too for finding these last juicy bits for us!
ETA 4:...yeah, I got nothin' This guy just doesn't know when to quit!
( Also, his revised farewell on his dA )
God, this is delicious.
FINAL ETA: He now has a sanitized "POOR ME" version of the original post here: http://symphonic-rp.livejournal.com/569
Thus I conceived this entry, not to justify anything, but just to give those on the internet who had seen the fabricated story a chance to get a glimpse of what the characters and players involved had really been like. And also to share what, to me at least, seemed like a beautifully, if somewhat tragic, story that deserved to be set down in words, rather than being allowed to just pass and be forgotten, as tends to happen with most stories that enfold on Second Life.
Oh yeah, and to completely portray himself as the poor victim of circumstance and paint Enelar as a psycho hose-beast. That's, of course, what REALLY happened.
I know everyone's thought of this at one point in their lives - what would happen if an author brought their novel's character into Second Life to roleplay and explore?
Or wait, what would happen if an author brought their novel's character into Second Life...to play a sexy bunnyfur looking for happiness? Wouldn't that be a great "RP Experiment"?
Let's ask otakuoftomobiki! He's conveniently provided us with all of the wank in a single illustrated smorgasbord of batshittery (recreated on my JF journal for posterity).
( It begins! )
So he's playing himself...as a chick instead of the 46 year old guy. Harmless, right?
Then he buys a new avatar, a cute little bunnygirl, and faces a dilemma! Kacey is a squirrel, not a rabbit! And Kacey doesn't think she's attractive, and this bunny avatar is smokin' hot!
( The idea! )
But wait! The plot thickens...romance blooms in the form of a black bunnyguy!
( My Prince... )
Did I mention that this guy has a girlfriend? Like a flesh and blood one.
Anyway, the new fella brings home some creepy kids that the two adopted. I won't go into them other than to say that the pictures will creep you out.
It's about this time, just before the two bunnies are about to get married, that the girlfriend, tired of being ignored, decides to come onto Second Life to maybe get some RP/quality time with him. However, when he ignores her for his bunnygirl/bunnyboy RP and she finds out, it's not long before the anvil drops on our "Hero".
( Danger looms for Our Hero! )
I can't make this shit up, folks. But the true amazingness is that he's still insistent that this was all everyone else's fault for not understanding his "experiment"!
I must admit I was quite disappointed in Kacey’s black bunny prince. He had seemed to have great quality of character. Yet, as his video girl was taken away from him by the god, he didn’t dive into the computer screen after her. He didn’t cut himself to pieces climbing stairs of fragile glass to preserve her. He didn’t defy the gods themselves to keep her. And he certainly didn’t deny the griefers the opportunity to ruin his happy home.
Pity. It makes not for such a good story if the hero declines to be heroic.
Oh wait, it is his fault...for trusting a heartless bitch who stole his My Little Ponies and dumped him. And so he has his retribution in a separate post:
So, Enelar, if you’re reading this, as I know you will eventually. I just want you to know that my ponies are not happy anymore. That piece of my heart they carry resonates with my recriminations for all the pain you’ve caused me. There’s an accusing glow in their eyes, reminding you of how much I loathe you for what you and your friends have done. I swear by the innocent SL children you callously orphaned, neither I nor my ponies will ever forgive you.
In fact, my dear Enelar, my ponies hate you. The loathing I feel for you in my heart is transmitted to them, just as my love for you was in the past. Now they watch over you at night with glaring, accusing eyes - like something out of a Stephen King movie. You are surrounded on all sides by the ponies I invested my magic in. Open your eyes in the dark and feel them watching you, loathing you for the pain you’ve caused me. Haunting you with the ghost of the innocent love you’ve destroyed. Haunting you, watching you, wishing to be anywhere but in the possession of someone as undeserving of pony magic as you.
Seriously, read the whole lovely post, and some of the others...you won't be disappointed. I also have a screenshot in my hard drive in case this gets bahleeted.
ETA: The ex weighs in!
And Our Hero shows up to answer strap-on questions and, no lie, offer up his thoughts on yaoi!
And yuri.
And how terribly amused he is to be 'king for a day', and what is this mythical kingdom of fandom_wank?.
And is offered some very sage advice before he digs himself deeper.
Which he proceeds to ignore.
Dude, if being considered rude is your concern? You really, really need the special help.
ETA2: Electric Boogaloo - Journal bahleeted! Still googlecached here - can anyone get this on their site somehow?
And, after some more googling..
His attempts to save the furry fandom from being all about sex. - I love that he says he never made it through high school.
ETA3: The Revenge FLOUNCE - The wound is slowly spreading out to engulf my entire being.
( Under the cut just in case )
Archives of his magnum opus.
Web Archive of his bio.
Thanks to
hooloovoo_too for finding these last juicy bits for us!ETA 4:...yeah, I got nothin' This guy just doesn't know when to quit!
( Also, his revised farewell on his dA )
God, this is delicious.
FINAL ETA: He now has a sanitized "POOR ME" version of the original post here: http://symphonic-rp.livejournal.com/569
Thus I conceived this entry, not to justify anything, but just to give those on the internet who had seen the fabricated story a chance to get a glimpse of what the characters and players involved had really been like. And also to share what, to me at least, seemed like a beautifully, if somewhat tragic, story that deserved to be set down in words, rather than being allowed to just pass and be forgotten, as tends to happen with most stories that enfold on Second Life.
Oh yeah, and to completely portray himself as the poor victim of circumstance and paint Enelar as a psycho hose-beast. That's, of course, what REALLY happened.
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