No? The manosphere didn’t create it afaik. Afaik it’s satirizing the manosphere.

My “furname” was because I wanted something soft and creature-ish. My IRL chosen name (Petrichor/Petroglyph/Petra) was because again, I wanted something kinda creature-ish but could be shortened to something feminine.

I’m kinda jealous of a friend of mine tho. Her chosen name (Coral) is literally 10/10 and kinda fits her perfectly >.>

Not my own story, but a friend of mine (who is also trans) got lectured by a guy 30yrs older than her about how hrt is bad for you after they’d fucked. That was a wild story to hear.

I kinda don’t tend to hang out with cis men enough to experience mansplaining myself; though I have a vague memory that someone who was clearly clueless about how VRC works tried to correct me on someone avatar related and refused to accept they were wrong.

It’s fucking satire LMAO

God, it’s depressing how many people here don’t get that it’s painfully obvious satire.

It could make things slightly more difficult straight out of college, but beyond that? Not really. It took me 8yrs to get through college. The fact that you’re almost done means you’re doing great!

Edit: if anything I should have stopped and listened to the voice in my head telling me that the path I was on wasn’t the one I should have been going down. The voice didn’t start showing up until about 6yrs in to a 4 year degree, and listening to it would have meant it probably would have taken another 3~4yrs to finish, but I would have also actually had a career; one that I would have enjoyed, no less.

Extant: opossum

Extinct: some form of troodontid or other theropod

Mythical: dragon

I have no idea if this is satire or not but I unironically love both the idea of your dinosaur character(?) and that YouTube clip.

It’s half satire. I honestly didn’t get to watch Jurassic Park as a kid because my parents knew I loved dinosaurs, but also that I was also a very timid child. As a result, I didn’t get to watch it because they thought it might scare me away from my love of dinosaurs (other things in my life caused me to lose interest anyway, but I’m slowly rekindling it). Now, I honestly struggle to enjoy dinosaur media that doesn’t portray them with feathers. Beautiful and terrifying is, imo, vastly superior to “I’M HERE TO SCARE”.

The furry flavor was mainly for fun.

Do you have art/bio for your sona? If I ever play D&D again this may well inspire me to update my Dragonborn bard to have feathers. /gen

Also, kinda. I’m working on updating her design, but here’s a fairly old screenshot of my VRC avatar.

If you’d like, I could recommend some e621/e926 tags and artwork. Be warned that you will get lewd stuff on e621 if I just give you tags, but you could use e926 with the same tags if you don’t wanna get blasted by uncensored cloaca (e926 is literally just a front end for e621 that forces the safe filter on).

Bruh. My sona has feathers because that’s what theropods had, and quite frankly, the idea is kinda pretty. The furry element to my comment was supposed to be for humor, not kink. “Us prehistoric birds are just as pretty as our extant brethren and it should be a crime to portray us as anything else uwu” kinda thing.

Here’s the thing though. Feathered dinosaurs can be just as scary, if not more so than their highly scientifically inaccurate counterparts.

One thing to consider is this: there are several modern species of birds which can mimic a broad range of sounds, varying from other bird calls, human speech, car alarms, heavy machinery, and so on. Furthermore, the birds capable of mimicry often also have the ability to associate these sounds with specific contexts, and perform these sounds while anticipating a specific outcome; for an example: a parrot asking for a cracker because it expects to receive a cracker when it asks for one.

Additionally, due to their relation to birds, theropods would have been less likely to roar and more likely to chirp. Sounds silly and cute right? Well, as an animal gets larger, the noises they make typically get slower and lower in pitch. Try slowing and pitching down the sound of a chicken going bwak-ack or the call of a loon and tell me that isn’t really fucking unsettling. Hell, just the unedited call of a loon itself is fucking disturbing if you imagine it’s coming from a voracious carnivore and not a waterbird.

Also, you can’t tell me that making dinosaurs act even more bird-like wouldn’t be even more terrifying: https://youtu.be/yS71VeptuEc

What other family movies would you like updated to indulge your personal kinks?

Since you asked though, Zootopia really should have an unrated cut that includes scenes of Judy getting railed by Nick’s fat, knotted fox cock. c:

I love dinosaurs. One of my main sonas is a feathery fuckwit named Mossy Feathers. I’m strongly considering going back to school for paleontology.

All that to say that I never watched Jurassic Park growing up because my parents thought it would scare me away from dinosaurs. I will continue to never watch it because they refuse to even make a “feathered cut” of the movie.

As you may imagine, this is inexcusable for a company the size of Disney. I am personally offended for both for myself and dino-kind. To add insult to injury, to the best of my memory, they have publically stated that they have no interest in updating the dinosaur visuals and instead will proceed to portray dinosaurs unrealistically. Imagine if humans were regularly portrayed as simple-minded cavemen who shout “unga bunga” and bang sticks together. Then research discovered that, in spite of current world events, this is not in fact an accurate portrayal of humanity; yet the media continued to portray humans in this way because “it’s scarier and more entertaining”.

This is speciesist and it is not okay. You can do better. We all deserve better.

The ones I had were pretty shitty, lol. Like, I had some good ones like Zoombinis or Freddi Fish, but most of them were stuff like “Milly’s Math House”.

Windows 98

Windows XP

Dialup

The Old Internet aka when 90% of it was html and shockwave flash

Weird childhood obsessions; some were good, some were bad, some became things that defined me as an adult.

A lot of the edutainment games I played as a child. I actually went back and installed them to see what they were like through the eyes of an adult. There were a few that were still fun, but as you might be able to guess, most were pretty shitty.

That said, there have been a few things that ended up being 100% worth revisiting. CRT monitors, for an example, are unironically still kinda awesome. I just wouldn’t replace my main monitors with one.

Communication.

Communication, communication, communication.

A running theme I’m noticing is a lack of communication between you and your friends about what’s going on. You’re asking us to tell you if it’s normal or not, yet it sounds as though you haven’t reached out to them to say something like, “hey man, what’s up? Everything good? Sorry I haven’t been talking as much, how’s life?”

I’m gonna take a wild guess and say that you’re cis male because this is a thing common with cis men: most of y’all don’t know how to communicate with one another. It’s totally possible that the ones who still do things together are actively communicating in the background.

So… What’s stopping you from hitting them up on Facebook, discord, telegram, signal, Whatsapp, etc?

What’s keeping you from trying to help carry the torch?

Relationships are two-way streets, after all. It’s exhausting when you’re always the one to initiate with someone. Like, trust me, that’s me. I’m the one who’s always having to initiate. Even as a very outgoing gal, it’s fucking exhausting.

The people who don’t regularly respond to my messages or only respond in short statements are the ones I let myself drift away from. They rapidly drain my energy and I lose interest in talking to them very quickly. Why would you hang around a brick wall?

The ones where I always have to initiate but are otherwise communicative are the ones that stay friends. Sure, I’m the one who has to remind them of my existence, but they have lives, they may have anxieties, they will typically have something interesting to say whenever I talk to them.

The ones who initiate with me are the ones who I end up being closest to. Those are the ones where friendship (or otherwise) feels effortless and will actually restore energy when I talk to them. They’re the ones who end up at the top of my friend’s list.

Communicate with your friends. See what’s going on in their heads. If you can’t do that, then of course you’re gonna drift away. Like, sorry to be blunt, but you may come off as a boring person. You gotta remind them that you aren’t by talking about hobbies and whatnot.

I voted for Harris. I’m a trans gal stuck in Texas who won’t be going anywhere as the result of a lease and lack of money to just pick up and leave. The meds I need to function are expensive, and right now I’m going through withdrawals for one of them because I haven’t had the time to find a new doctor to get more because Trump’s America is already fucking people over and caused my psychiatrist’s office to close down; which is part of the reason why I’m on a hair trigger right now. The other part of it is that I’m sick and disgusted by people like you. I cannot find the words to express the utter revulsion that I experience for someone like you. Just because you voted for Harris doesn’t mean your disgusting, self-centered attitude isn’t part of the reason why we’re here in the first place.

I’m so fucking glad that you’re gonna be safe and well fed in your pretty little ivory tower that you’ve built; but the rest of us are gonna be fucking miserable at best and the fact that you’ve supposedly helped a small group of people doesn’t absolve you of your shitty, sociopathic desire to throw everyone else under the bus regardless of background or political views, just so that you can get back at the people who have wronged you. Just because you’re “on the right side of history” by voting progressive doesn’t mean you get to throw everyone who lacks the means to protect themselves under the bus.

“Yeah, well, I got mine, lmao”

Go fuck yourself, you miserable excuse for a questionably human being. I hope when Trump starts rounding up people wholesale, then you’ll be one of the first to go.

Were you beaten as a child? Exploited for labor, derided for showing emotions? What lessons do you think that kind of suffering teaches? Do you think suffering builds character?

I looked through their comments because I was curious if they’re actually a piece of shit, or if they’re just having a bad take or a bad day. No, that’s actually what they believe. They have some fascinating opinions on how zoomers and gen alpha are effectively inferior to millennials.

Wow. Let’s start with your flawed philosophy. A lot of people who voted for Harris will get fucked by these tariffs too. If anything, Harris voters will likely get fucked even harder than the Trump voters. The trump voters are more likely to be rural and have the space and means to grow a garden with which to feed themselves. Urban voters - the ones most likely to vote for Harris - are unlikely to have the space or time for such a luxury. So again, while Trump voters will feel the burn too, they’re far less likely to be hurt as badly as the Harris voters will. Yet, here you are, wanting to hurt people because Harris voters need to learn to not vote for Trump or something. What an unintelligent take.

As for your personality…

What a completely unempathetic piece of shit you appear to be. I hope you’re disowned so you lose access to your fruit basket, you privileged asshole. Furthermore, I feel bad for anyone who’s required to be around you; your very presence should be considered a form of domestic abuse. No one deserves to be cursed with your existence and I sincerely feel sorry for any friends or family members who have been forced to tolerate you out of a sense of kinship. They do not deserve to be forced to tolerate someone who displays such a sociopathic lack of empathy and willingness to sacrifice others for your own benefit.

I’m actually pissed off that people like you exist.

Give her a bottle of NyQuil unsupervised and bash her over the head with a brick for good measure.

Community is absolutely still a real thing. In my experience, however, you have to be willing to step outside of the mainstream and you have to be willing to touch grass every now and then. Socializing IRL is completely different than socializing online, which is different than socializing in VR, or in voice chat, or so on.

That said, there absolutely is a case to be made for idea that “community” being slowly ground into dust, possibly intentionally so. The death of open gathering places, the rise of online-only interaction and so forth, erodes at the kind of socialization you need in order to build a community. My tinfoil hat theory is that it’s easier to sow division in the unruly masses and keep them at each other’s throats when everyone is alone, so the rich and powerful have an incentive to kill the concept of community so that it’s harder to rise up against them.

At this point, I believe the places where you’re most likely to find a strong sense of community will be within marginalized groups; people who’ve traditionally been downtrodden tend to band together for protection, relationships and support.

If you can’t avoid pissing on the floor then fucking sit down like a civilized, intelligent creature. Don’t be a disgusting degenerate.

Furthermore, if this is some weird masculinity thing where you feel like less of a man for sitting to pee, then you need help. Sitting to pee doesn’t make you look any less of a man. You wanna know what makes you look like less of a man? Pissing in the sink because you’re too scared that you’ll have your man-card revoked if you dare to sit while you pee.

This is my experience as well. Anecdotally, at least. Lately I’ve been slowly putting together a community of friends, and my anxiety and depression have been dropping like crazy. Between that and the self-esteem boost I’ve been getting from finally starting hrt, I’m actually starting to feel competent enough to tackle things like getting a job, moving out (I’m gonna go looking at rental properties with a friend tomorrow), going grocery shopping, things like that.

God, I’ve always wanted to be able to just do something so plain as going grocery shopping for myself.

I can also tell that the anxiety causes a lot of issues with my motivation from the fact that my wonderful mom always throws worst-case scenarios at me whenever I try to become more independent. She’s been throwing the entire warehouse at me lately because I’ve been talking about how I’m moving out with a friend. My excitement has been turning to dread despite my friend’s reassurance that they’ll catch me if I fall; and as a result my motivation and ability to get out of bed has been plummeting.

But… Yeah. Anecdotally, it’s not laziness, it’s being anxious, overwhelmed, overstimmed, depressed, feeling lonely (I mean, what’s the point in doing anything if no one cares?) and so forth.

2 would be the closest I’d consider to being ideal. The handle kinda looks like it sucks tho.

Ideal would be the head of 2 with the handle of 5.