So... how I manage my interpersonal relationships is ultimately up to me? Thanks, otherkin! You've been a big help!
Otherkin are still a thing?
Are Otakukin still a thing?
The new breed is taking up the snowflake end of the gender/sexual orientation thing - the "I have five gender/soul identifications and three sexual orientations that I constantly shift between" end that gives the legit LGBT community major headaches.
Miss Henson's 6th grade class
Bad Ideas, that sounds like the zillions of multiple-personality disorder people with dozens of "alters" each that flooded the 'net back in the late nineties and were all over POE Red. Wonder where all of them went, physically and psychically.
Yeah, that sounds like half of Red's archive, really. Everything old is new again, I guess - although now they can make tumblr groups instead of webrings.
MPD rapidly went out of fashion because of it's rise to prominence being associated with repressed memories of abuse, the vast majority of which turned out to be bullshit Satanic Panic stuff. I guess it's sorta fitting the the disorder you get from PTSD from fictional events is also considered fictional as well. Disassociative Identity Disorder took its place, and MPD has mostly faded to being used as a cheesy plot point. Otherkin back in the day were all about multiples too.
Really, otherkin and genderkin are a chance for white middle-class kids to declare that they too are a persecuted and disadvantaged class and not part of the problem.
Another strange subculture I didn't know existed.
I wish some of these people were exchange students. She could tell her host family about her struggles to come out as otherkin. Her Rawandan host family could empathize and share how they struggled with the death of two children from malaria.
Then they could stone her to death.
wow cool but how do i tell mom she didnt make the cut to be one of my headmates
Haven't you already come out Homer?
As what? As an Otherkin? Yes, ages ago. I've LJ'd about that a number of times, as far back as Poe-Red. Back in middle school, I got it into my head that I was living thousands of parallel lives on various different astral planes. I was mostly an Otakukin - Ryu from Street Fighter, Mamoru from SMoon, Ranma from Ranma 1/2 - but this was well before I'd ever heard of the Otherkin subculture (thank God, Lord knows what would have happened had I got sucked into an Otherkin hugbox), and I didn't label myself as such. After about three months of this I started reading James Randi and Michael Shermer, and eventually came to the conclusion that the evidence for my 'kin condition was a little lacking, and I *probably* wasn't the spiritual incarnation of Gonff, Mousethief.
Also, when I was really little - like between the ages of seven and nine - I thought I was a dog. The Prince of Dogs, in fact, with an army of Space Dogs at his command. I even thought that the D&D universes I'd created in my head were literally real, just slightly beyond reach; Odin spoke to me, and let me know that one day I would be his prophet to This World, the world of the mundanes.
My mom was a Celtic neopagan priestess who owned a New Age publishing company and managed a number of cult leaders, so this sort of thing was perfectly normal.
Damage control, mostly. Network with other New Agey types, appease former commune dwellers who felt like they'd been ripped off, keep the leader-guy's drinking habit out of sight, drive to his remote half-trailer-half-mansion and pick up his common-law wife whenever the drinking got so bad he might get violent, etc. Mom was juggling at least three would-be gurus at one point, until one lady, on the advice of a psychic, got it into her head that my mom was going to narc their coven out to the Feds ("You will be as Judas", she said). So this lady tried to have my stepfather killed, and my mom went to the Feds, and the cult lady wound up barricading herself in a basement for three days until the ATF finally took her down. After that my mom decided she'd stop doing personal assistant work and just stick to the publishing business.
Really, the job wasn't too different from any other personal assistant/ secretary job. It was just like managing a movie star or organizing things for an overworked business executive, only in my mom's case, her clients ran communes, scammed the Bureau of Indian Affairs, and thought they were the reincarnations of Atlantean demi-gods.
I was convinced I was otakukin around the same time as OMM/poe-red, which was probably the same time but I never knew the name. I just decided to be Squall from Final Fantasy 8 my freshman year of college. I vaguely remember hanging out with kids who's mom did one of those things and took it way too seriously in my neighborhood growing up, turned out gunning down her three children after school before turning the gun on herself because they were going to be much happier in another world, her as the queen and them as heirs to the throne. The dad found the note she left after he got home from work. Your mom made the right decision by getting the fuck out of there.
I should revise that it was two not three
and the superstition about the house has been around since I was a kid but what's overlooked in the few stories you can find about it anymore is the fact that this woman was so convinced that her happy little married home life was nothing like the fairy tale life that she lived in another astral plane that she did what she did. Such occurrences are very rare, but if there were more outlets made public and accepting for furries, otherkin, otakukin, whatever it is that you think you are but in reality you're not then at least 3 people could still be alive today.
Boomer The Dog
Hi Homer, I remember you being the Prince Of Dogs, it could make a good storybook. It seems like my imaginings are simplified compared to some animal type people I've barked to, so then I relate my own.
My dreams dealt with being on four feet and how it would feel, though I was really into the 101 Dalmatians story and the Twilight Bark, the network the Dogs all had that Humans didn't know about.
101's author Dodie Smith took the idea that when one Dog in a neighborhood starts to bark, then other Dogs join in, and she made that into the Dog's communications about the lost Dalmatian puppies, carried from Dog to Dog across the countryside. I was really into that idea and went to a hill and did a Twilight Bark of my own a few times.
I had that notion of talking Dogs and being able to communicate with them, and a Dog came up to my school playground once, and I sat down and looked into the Dog's eyes.
A teacher said something and I barked something about talking to the Dog or communicating, being into the idea of thought speech. I thought if I concentrated enough I could pick up what a Dog was trying to say.
The teacher said something like, 'you can't communicate with Dogs', and after that I thought of a lot of scenarios about having Dogs as friends in a full social network, and I was one of the gang.
Part of the game was being able to show the naysayers by a Dog friend of mine bringing me a message or some other item while the teacher was there, to show it was really happening.
So, no knights and princes, though mom read those fairy tales to me. I never had D&D though. The closest to the old world would have been the Rudyard Kipling stories we read.
My scenarios were mostly about the environment I lived in every day, normal but where something extraordinary would happen. For example, everything is the same, except I happen to have a talking Dog for a friend, or later an anthro Dog buddy on two legs, who would have to hide in the forest because he couldn't be seen by other Dogs or Humans because he was between two worlds. I was his friend because I had Dog connections of my own.
|Miss Henson's 6th grade class |
She looks like she's straight out of "Napoleon Dynamite."
I like how this whole thing is "Come out and be honest about your persona, unless it will somehow come with consequences, in which case, don't bother."
Wow, that's some great advice...
Boomer The Dog
Exactly, that's why I felt less pride in the video as I kept watching.
I've heard the same thing in Furry too, don't talk about it except to other Furs, or when someone close to you needs to know, otherwise keep it tight.
There's more nuance to telling though, sometimes it's less of a choice, something's a part that you need to talk about to feel complete or connected. You might not just be able to 'decide' to not talk about it.
My thoughts of being a Dog were burning a hole in my pocket, and I had to express it and I had to win against those trying to shut me down.
Another thing is your own personality, some are able to disclose all kinds of things about themselves and not catch too much heat, maybe they have the confidence or are known for being alternative, so being Other makes them even more interesting.
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