The F Plus - 118: My Little Podcast: Fandom Is Tragic

Episode Date: December 8, 2013

My Little Pony: Friendship Is Magic premiered in 2010, almost exactly a year after The F Plus' first episode. But despite this, we've intentionally avoided the topic of Bronies throughout the podcast simply because it seemed too simple and straightforward to spend an hour going "I find cartoon horses sexy". Of course, we should have realized that is the entry point and it gets more insane from there. This week, nuzzling!

Also, Boots has accidentally coined a new term, Broner, which is a boner that a brony gets when he looks at rarity in Sweden Elite passionately kissing Princess Celestia Hooves. Now a rainbow's tale isn't quite as nice As the story we knew of sugar and spice But a rainbow is easy once you get to know it With the help of the magic of a Pegasus device 120-something episodes into this whole thing, we need to really make sure that we're exploring the content

that the internet has to offer us. So you're familiar with My Little Pony, right? I have been on the internet longer than 15 minutes, so yes. Sure, okay. And you know about bronies? Yep, I've heard of them. Okay, and you know that bronies largely, like seemingly want to have sex with cartoon horses?

Uh, yep, that's old hat, you know, I've heard about all that stuff, you know, not real impressed anymore. Sorry, yeah, I know, you're jaded. Do you know about magic spells to create My Little Ponies to watch My Little Pony with you. Hmm. You know, I gotta say, that actually sounds a little bit stranger than... Well, let's just say I'm not as familiar with that. Sure, sure. Do you know about

tulpas? Do you know what tulpas are? They're those flowers that grow in Holland, right? Yeah, I think that's right. Yeah, so this is My Little Pony pony there's talk of tulpas i understand about 14 of what's going to happen it would make more sense of vortex but here is but she isn't so here we go readers assemble in the room tonight we have Boots Reingear.

James Infrared is a dark and quiet earth pony. He wears a red fedora for good luck. Jimmy Franks? Sometimes I just like to think about fucking cartoon horses. It's fun. My cutie mark is an AK-47. Bump girl. I am my own Tulpa.

And Lemon. Okay, I must admit this. There was some manly tears shed when I read this story. It is one of the most beautifully written fanfics ever read. That said, not enough sex. Could be better. She sucks. Hey, how you doing, guys? Doing good.

Yeah. Great. Stuff. Yeah. How do you feel about irritating internet trends? Irritated. Unfortunately familiar? This episode is all about My Little Pony's fandom.

Oh, I've heard of that show. Yeah. I love Lemon's Little Pony. It's got quite a following. Okay, so we're doing a Bronies episode because, you know, we have to. And let's start out with Tulpas. Is that the name of a pony? What are tulpas?

What's the spelling? We'll probably figure it out. Isfahan? Yes. You are Bjornfot? Oh. Bjornfot. Hello, my name is Bjornfot, and I am a pink pony with my face smashed in. Yeah.

Questions and concerns about making a male pony with my face smashed in. Questions and concerns about making a male pony Tulpa. I learned about Tulpe about two weeks ago when I was linked to a thread on slash MLP slash. I usually try to stay away from 4chan.

That's in parentheses. I didn't think much of it first and dismissed it as silly, but curiosity got the better of me, and I was soon reading guides on tulpa.info. Okay, so you dismissed it as silly, now no longer do that. I'm sure the more that we learn about tulpa,

the more that we'll realize... As the title says, my tulpa is a male pony. I almost wrote I'm going to create a, but I've kind of already started and I like to view him as both existing and sentient if even if

that's not true semicolon I believe that he is here this wasn't really my plan from the start does anybody have a clue what we're talking about tulpas we're talking about tulpas obviously should we put down some guesses're talking about tulpas, obviously. Should we

put down some guesses as to what tulpas are? Okay, what do you want to guess? I'm going to guess it's something you can fuck. That's a safe guess. Like a pastry? Alright, alright. Isn't that that flower that grows in Holland?

Yeah. Maybe not. All right, well, keep reading. Maybe we'll figure this out. I had a hard time imagining anything else than a brown earth pony with a blonde mane because when I first read Irish and FAQ's Tulpa Forcing guides, Tulpa Forcing is all in word, apparently. Okay. I imagined myself forcing a tulpa.

What the fuck? Forcing a tulpa is painful, let me tell you. What the fuck is this? Who submitted this document? This is bullshit. We're like two paragraphs in. I don't understand anything that's happening. Just keep going.

How is that different from any other show we've done? Because I usually understand what's happening. I just don't like it. And identify with it. So you're not sure whether or not you should be not liking this already. Exactly. Like, I feel like I should probably be angry at it, but I don't understand it. I have a feeling once we get into this a little bit deeper, the least of your concerns is going to be reader comprehension.

Yeah. Anyway. All right. Well, keep going, but this better make sense at some point soon. I think I'll just continue doing what I'm doing, trying to believe really hard, be patient, and see where that gets me. Unless you guys have a better idea. No, I have no

idea. Okay. I don't really know a damn about all this stuff, even though I've tried really hard to learn. Maybe I just need some experience? Boots, what the fuck is happening? I don't know. No, I... What the fuck is this?

All right, look. We got, like, bullshit. We got bullshit, like, cartoony things. The word tulpa's being... I see the words anus, balls, sheaths, and penises, but I'm in some sort of fucking hellish cartoon infinity I don't understand. PORTEX, WHAT IS THIS BULLSHIT? Huh?

Hi. PORTEX! Yeah, what? I'm so glad that confusing cartoon idiocy can summon you into being. What is this nonsense? What do you guys... Oh.

Were you guys trying to read someone trying to make a My Little Pony OC Earth Pony Tulpa without me? Yes. Yeah. What were those words?

What was that? Say them again. Tulpa is a concept that supposedly had originated as a form of Buddhist meditation. However, white people on the internet have decided that Tulpa means,

oh, I can make my anime best friends for real, for realsies. I can talk to them in real life. So naturally, bronies have taken a hold of this and figured, oh, if I can will my cartoon best friend into reality, they become sentient, and they become just

as real as you or I, and then I get to talk to them, and yeah. Well, that was a bunch of nonsense. So wait, I could do that? Boots is now taking notes. Boots! That's fucking awesome. Boots,

give me a quick pony ritual. A quick pony ritual? I need a quick pony ritual. Mine are all pretty long, but... No, no, no, quick one. Quick pony ritual. Okay, well, just... This is from friendshipispagan.tumblr.com. Oh.

Yeah, it is. Wait, that's not Buddhism. I'm confused. No, that's not a... Well, pagan just means non-Christian, right? Yeah. No, no, no. Because this part isn't about tulpas or Buddhism.

These are just pagans that have decided to instead of jokingly worship ponies, they decided no, we're just going to do it for real. Yes! That's the pagans or the buddhists? These are the pagans doing it. And why does my brain say that there is such a phrase now as buddhist brony?

I don't know. I don't know where to file this information Boots I need a quick pony ritual I've got a quick pony ritual Great, that's terrific I finished working on a ritual for the Friendship is Pagan tradition

It's a refinement of my earlier assumption of pony forms ritual intended for daily use That's like chloroform only you wake up as a marshmallow pastel colored horse that people fuck of pony forms ritual intended for daily use. That's like chloroform. Only you wake up as a marshmallow pastel-colored horse that people fuck. Yeah. Made out of marshmallows?

Oh! Couldn't you just kill me? No, but some things are worse than death. The central concept is to bring the elements into one's daily life, elevating a daily activity, and over time, integrating the element and associated symbols deeper into one's daily life, elevating a daily activity, and over time, integrating the element and associated symbols

deeper into one's unconscious. Not subconscious, but unconscious. Yes, that's what I'd like to be right now. So you lose a bar fight, and then you have the elements incorporated. Well, because the journey of self-discovery cannot begin until you watch enough cartoons. Mm-hmm.

Cartoon Buddhism. Okay. No, because of Pegasus! My meditation word is Dexter's Laboratory. The ritual is structurally based on various spells for the use of a servitor from

chaos magic and the use of many of the same concepts. Well, of course. However, this spell is theurgic in nature and opposed to sympathetic. Oh, you're several kinds of nerds at once. Boy, am I. What's step one to this quick pony ritual?

Step one involves a physical movement. I know that's pretty hard, but... Some kind of sign with a hand similar to a mudra or god form pose. Be sure to smile beforehand. These are strange gods full of awe we're dealing with. They're ponies. Your pony audience likes what any audience wants.

Teeth and tits. Yeah. Also, you're not dealing with them because the cartoon characters that someone made up. That's ridiculous. Do not. That's a hate crime against religion. I recommend something either associated with the bearer's cutie mark

or something more abstract based on what you feel represents the elements. It's important to have a realized concept of how the bearers represent their elements. I wrote in earlier posts on my own interpretation as an example. I can barely stand this one. In earlier posts. We've got three more steps to go.

Step number two. Next is to speak the name of the pony. Now stop right there. Oh good. Did you want me to speak the name of the pony. Now stop right there! Did you want me to speak the name of the pony or not? Next. Speak the name of the pony and stop, maybe? This is chaos magic based, remember?

The name of the situation is intended only for you, and should be something to help bypass the conscious mind and push the symbolism deeper. What the fuck? What is the symbolism of Milo Pony? In true chaos magic style, come up with a personal name for the bearer. What is a bearer?

The bearer is the pony, so my personal name for it is cartoon character created to sell toys. I don't know who the audience for this is, but apparently this person is just assuming you've read the lexicon of fucking pagan terms, the same lexicon that he

has, or... I don't know. I mean, you know, if you end up at My Little Pony Friendship is Pagan, there's probably some assumed prerequisites. Because the next part of the step isn't really offensive or horrible or anything. Okay, so take the name such as a cartoon character

designed to sell toys, and I like to transliterate the name into Hebrew. Remove the vowels, then remove odd letters until I get something that's four letters long. What?

So what did you end up with, Portex? I don't know. Is that a laugh or your answer? Or a sneeze. If you take most Hebrew words and remove the vowels, you're just going to end up with a series of F's and K's. So my name is Fook Fook.

Okay, good. Well, this is tying into the original thing that is Fajano's reading I'm feeling a curious sense of resolution at the moment The resulting name should bear only the most vague resemblance to the original You can use whatever method you like

Keep the name secret This is something personal and tailored to you So this is like Base64 encoding your chant Yeah You don't want the Nazis to get at it to you. So this is like Base64 encoding your chant. Yeah. You don't want the Nazis to get at it. If you tell somebody else the name of your pony,

Tulpa, they will have power over you. Or the pony. I'm not following that part, I admit. We need to hire some code breakers. What? Yours is fuck-fuck too? I guess we'll have to kill ourselves. Yay. It also serves as an individual link

between you and the bearer, contextualizing the element as something within yourself and outside yourself. Not that I would know since I never go outside anyway, I assume. Yeah. Third step is a visualization. I like to visualize the cutie mark.

Ugh, my stomach turns every time you say that. What, when I say cutie mark? Ugh. Why do you have a problem with me saying cutie mark? It's designed for seven-year-old girls to be like, it's the cutie mark. And instead, we've got some sort of, oh, fucking hell.

Hey, baby, I'm going to make your cutie mark feel good. See, I told you I could make it grosser. Yeah, he succeeded. Yes, mission successful. I like the cut of his jib. Don't visualize the pony herself. When you spell things out too much, they lose some power.

You could also try some more abstract symbolism. I like the idea of visualizing a struck tree dropping apples as a symbol of sometimes painful honesty, striking delusion, and revealing knowledge. That's a terrible...

Are you just talking about ponies? That's a terrible visualization of that concept, too. Because one pony kicks a tree and the apples fall out. Ergo, this is very deep symbolism. Okay. Or the soul, or something.

It's a good thing Vortex is here, because that just made sense. Yeah, this would sound dumb if I wasn't here to explain the whole thing. We'd be lost. It'd be confusing idiocy if you weren't here. Use unconscious symbolism to affect the unconscious. So, I symbolize the pony.

Oh my god, keep going. Let's just summon a fucking pony and get out of here. Hey! Number four. Last step. The next step involves reintegration and closing. You may want to move your hands into whatever symbol represents closing and finality to you.

Visualize a bright light coming from your eyes. Can you imagine if this guy, like, wrote instructions on, like, how to build an Ikea bed? Use whatever tool is appropriate to your particular situation. Visualize the finished bed. That's just as good as

finishing one. It would take him a long time to write the instructions because one hand is constantly scratching under his chin. Insert your spirit animal into slot B. It's a good thing my spirit animal is a snake. This is a supreme light of friendship and magic. Feel the light coming from within and without. In closing, open your eyes. See your girlfriend telling you you have to move out.

Girlfriend? Jimmy Franks, you are awfully nice. Mother! That was just a political statement there. Oh, okay. While closing your eyes. While closing your eyes, open them. Wake up, America!

Pony Paganism Buddhist Tulpas are real! Usually there would be a step to come back down, but the point of the ritual is to maintain a sacred stance during mundane life. Wait, so you're always high? I'm pretty sure your eyes are always not closed, too, because I'm pretty sure it doesn't ever say to close your eyes. That sacred stance is

lounging in a beanbag chair with a party tub of Cheeto balls next to you. Oh, that fucking spell was really confusing. I didn't understand any of it. Bumpcurl, will you give me a better pony spell? This is from spellsandmagic.com.

This is a much better pony spell. It's our favorite website. What do I need? What do I need for the spell? You need two and a half things. You need an empty bullet point. That's a half thing.

A picture of the pony. Okay, that makes sense. And your hair. Alright. What does the spell do? It makes ponies appear for ten minutes. Alright, that's helpful, I guess. There's some casting instructions.

I want a ten minute pony party. My little pony spell spell. It makes the pony show up for less time than the show actually lasts. Which is interesting. It's a half hour show, right? But it's there and it's real. You still actually need the same things.

Make ponies appear from the start to one commercial break. Okay, so how does the spell work? How does the spell work? Say this. Alright. Lock of hair, picture of pony, join and make it real. Lock of hair, picture of pony, join and make it real.

Join and make it real. Place lock of hair on picture and wait three minutes and boom, insta-pony Wait a minute, it's not an insta-pony You have to wait three minutes That is a much better spell

Can I use a microwave to speed that up? Like spellsofmagic.com This spell is the microwave pony better spell than... Can I use a microwave to speed that up? Thanks, SpellsOfMagic.com. This spell is the Microwave Pony. You know what, TrixieMLP, I like that spell so much. I want to hear your other spell. Oh, good. Yeah.

That's great. It's a beauty spell. Yeah, so let's look at... What's your other spell there, Trixie MLP? Albino Alicorn spell. Alliterative. What do I need for Albino Alicorn spell?

Albino Alicorn spell. Albino Alicorn spell. Albino Alicorn spell. Oh god, she likes saying that. She's broken. You will need the following items for this spell. Okay. White candles.

Cinnamon. Okay. Cinnamon. Okay. The results of the spell. And I quote, will turn into an Albino Alicorn. Hey, bait and switch. You said I'd turn into an albino alicorn. Hey, bait and switch!

You said I'd turn into a albino alicorn. Yeah. Now suddenly you're going to start using the right article? Am I? No, a albino alicorn. It's like J. Jonah Jameson. Give me pictures of the spider pony! I really wish I hadn't been born to pagan parents.

Instructions for albino alicorn spell spell. Um, are... Light candles and say, Lend me the wings of flight, Give me the horn to use magic, And say, Light up the world, Burn the candles,

And cinnamon in the candles. What? Oh. You actually made that more confusing. Lend me the wings of flight, give me the horn to use magic, and say, again, light up the world, and...

To be fair, it's difficult to type with hooves, so, you know, you gotta... I didn't think this would work. I gotta tell the people! Shit! But how did they find out? They had some white candles and some cinnamon and just decided to see what would happen if they burned it?

Yeah, it's science, man. I'm sure some magic will happen. Magic is fucking easy. Nobody's burned cinnamon before. So how long am I going to be an albino alicorn? It doesn't say that. Ten minutes, I hope.

I'm pretty sure it's forever. Oh, crap. Actually, your name is Kevin Sano. No, it's someone writing to Kevin Sano. Oh, it's someone writing to Kevin Sano. Alright. Which it sounds like, maybe it's Kev

Insano? I don't know. Yeah, it's a good portmanteau. Anyway, so just if you want to read this letter that you shared with Kev Insano. Hang on. Kev Insano? Some Like It Hot is a novel that I like, and I'm sure this will be very similar. Regarding Twilight Sparkle. Oh, right.

This is probably written to the CIA, I assume. Dear Kevin Sano, this may be the strangest message you'll ever receive, but I do hope you'll take the time to read it and consider what I have to say. To put it simply, I would really appreciate it if the next time your birthday comes around, you would request that your clop artist friends who like to give you sexually-oriented pony artist gifts draw some pony other than Twilight Sparkle for you. Can I be reminded what the verb clop means

in the context of My Little Pony? In the context of bronies, clopping is the cutesy term they invented for masturbating. Oh, yay! Thanks for asking, Boots! Yeah, clop art is My Little Pony art that you jerk it to, so we good? We all good? Aren't you guys glad I'm here? Yeah.

Because I'm not really that glad to be on it. Do you want to go back to the void? The reason that I ask this is that Twilight is my fiancée. No, she's not. We're planning on getting married next June or July, should everything go as planned financially speaking. It costs a lot of money to fly. It costs a lot of money to fly ponies in. You have to buy cinnamon and you have to buy

white candles. And yes, I have actually found a wedding chapel that will let me marry someone that most people would consider a fictional character. The holy house of I don't give a fuck you got money. Now, before you go thinking this guy is either

completely crazy or just screwing with me, please hear me out on this. I can convince you that this guy is completely crazy. You see, I'm totally head over heels in love with Twilight Sparkle. Well, that makes it all okay, then. Yeah. I have been for about 11 months now, and at this point, I'm in a committed relationship with my Twily. Oh, no.

You already got pet names. Now, by that, I mean I don't date anyone else. I don't sleep with anyone else. Really? And I have zero interest in having any kind of relationship with anyone other than the mare I adore. Yes, I believe too. I promise to keep. I won't be fucking all those supermodels that have been eyeballing me.

Don't you worry, Twily. I love her with all my heart, and I'm 100% committed to that love. To express my love in a real, tangible way, I have a beautiful, handmade, custom Twilight Sparkle plushie that I can hug, kiss, cuddle up in bed

to go to sleep with at night. Stop the list. No more. No more listing. No more listing activities. No, you have to read the last part of that sentence. You have to. And take out on the town to do all the fun things together that normal couples do. Oh, now I have some beautiful imagery

to wipe out all that other stuff. Me and Twilight! When a man child loves a cartoon character! Based on another reading, I have an idea of what I know what makes that Twilight Sparkle plushie custom. Twilight Sparkle's mini golf scores

are just out of the ballpark. I like to take her out to eat at nice vegetarian restaurants. We go shopping together. I take her out for coffee. We do normal social activities together like hanging out with friends, seeing movies, etc. Does he buy a ticket for her? I enjoy all the friends' looks.

Well, my friends are the other ponies, so it's fine. And I talk about her as if she is Twilight because to me, she very much is. When I look at her, I see Twilight sparkle. When I talk with her, I'm talking to Twilight. When I hold her in my arms

and kiss her, there are no doubts in my mind that it's the mare I love, whose lips are pressed against mine. Okay, so I think you're a crazy person, but I'm still giving you more time to turn it around. I'm sure that... Maybe the knockout punch is still coming. Every morning when I open my eyes and see her head on the pillow next to mine, with her gorgeous violet eyes staring back at me, I can't help but wonder how I ever got to be so lucky as to have a partner as smart,

funny, beautiful, and all-around wonderful as her. I know how. You went to Target and... Toys R Us. No. I had a coupon. This is not from Target. She's a beautiful handmade custom Twilight Sparkle plushie.

I think the customization came later. Every morning when I wake up to the sound of, Edwin! Edwin, did you find a job yet? All my friends and the people who know me well say my love is a thing of beauty and quite admirable. But from the outside perspective of someone who doesn't know me, you've got... You're probably going, wow, that's pretty damn crazy, and wondering why I don't just go get a real girlfriend. Fuck you, non-straw men.

The answer is I can't. Your move, asshole. The truth is I... Yes, that's the flesh man argument. Yes, that's the flesh man argument. The truth is I've had plenty of real relationships and sexual partners in the 27 years I've been around. Sure. Yep. Yeah.

Yep. A few short relationships, one that lasted 70 years, and a total of six different sexual partners. Thanks. I needed to know that. Yeah. That's something that you have to know about people that have actually had, like, lots of sex sex and a lot of deep relationships is they love to tell anonymous people about it all the time. Yeah. That's something people do.

Sure. So my love for Twilight isn't out of a lack of real world intimacy or relationships. I just fell in love with her and my heart didn't give me much of a choice in the matter. But you know what? What? I'm totally happy with my love and my relationship. It may seem weird to you, but it fills me with joy every single day of my life, and I've

never been happier. So what if it's weird? If it makes me happy and it doesn't hurt anyone, then where's the problem? I don't think there is one, and anyone who knows me well will tell you the same. That's true. You don't need to justify yourself. That's why you're writing this super long post. Well, also, he

started it trying to convince him not to ask for sex pony art, and now he's just gone into this autobiographical thing. He doesn't really know how to stick to a thesis statement here. Is the point here that he's trying to protect the like

sexual integrity of Twilight Sparkle? Uh, yes. And you can actually say that in the next paragraph. Oh, good. Yeah. Now you're probably

wondering why I'm telling you all this and how it concerns you. Oh boy. To you, I'm sure Twilight Sparkle is just a cartoon character you think is really hot.

Oh yeah, yeah. That's exactly what I was thinking. You wouldn't think anything of having your friends draw sexually explicit art of her as birthday gifts for you.

And hey, I think she's really attractive too, so I get where you're coming from there. Oh, this is a nice glass house you've got here. In fact, I often go on e621.net

and rule34.pahil to see what new erotic art people have drawn of her. Jesus. So it's okay if you're looking at it, but it's not okay if somebody else is. Well, she's his wife. Pretty standard, actually. So it's pretty much like cheating on him with... Is that what he thinks? Yeah.

Well, keep going. You'll see exactly what he's talking about. It just keeps the romance alive. Ishvahana, I think I can answer your question. Oh, okay. To me, she's more than a cartoon character who's sexually attractive. She's my fiancé,

who I love with all my heart and soon to be my wife. So it's been bothering me lately every time I go on to those sites and see a dozen or so pieces of art people have drawn depicting my girl in various sexual situations with the same person over and over. And that person happens to be you. You should challenge them all to a duel. I demand satisfaction, Kevin Sano.

I demand satisfaction, and then you bean them over the head with an anime body pillow. An anime body pillow fight. Just using their fake imaginary girlfriends to beat each other. And she's the same girlfriend, so, like, we can't really get off on that. Don't get me wrong here, though.

This isn't a jealousy thing. I'm very secure in my relationship. Yeah. Yeah, absolutely. I know without question that Twilight is just as faithful to me as I am to her. She's actually sitting on the couch next to me reading while I type this.

I think that you'll find that according to all of these other people on the internet, she hasn't been faithful at all. She seems to get around. What he's not divulging is that clearly he has kidnapped some girl and dressed her up like Twilight Sparkle

and she's just kind of tied up. Thank you for making this creepier. She's very real to me and I know she's not sneaking out in the middle of the night to go have kinky sex with some famous artist. Because she's not real. And I do respect your talent as an artist, and as an artist's

creative freedom to draw whatever they want. That's cool. But don't draw whatever you want. What bothers me is that in all these birthday images you've been getting, Twilight, is always depicted as if she were your sexual plaything, drawn wearing a collar with your name on it, to a speech bubble

saying something that would somehow suggest she was your property. Well, how was that his fault? It's not your property. She's property of Hasbro Incorporated. Clearly the letter... This is copyright infringement. Well, you know what, poor tax...

This letter could be entitled, I'm super easy to fuck with. Well, you know what, poor tax, they don't treat her right either. They treat her like she's their property. Yeah. Like she's an IP. I think if she wants some dom-sub relationship on the side in a polyamorous situation,

that he should respect her more and let her do that. Is that canon? I don't know. I'm pretty sure that's canon. I think that was in issue 14. Shut out of a canon. And I know quite well that Twilight Sparkle is not your plaything nor your property. She's my fiancé. So that bugs me a bit.

What I find really loathsome, though, is your pension for degrading my partner and both your art and the fan art you've been receiving. I'll point it on that pension. The government shouldn't subsidize that. Swing and a miss on that word. Twily is a sweet and fairly vanilla little mare who I treat with the utmost love and respect, and she definitely does not deserve to be portrayed

as some kind of sexual slave who likes being dressed up in sleazy attire, wearing a collar, getting sawed-off, and having her face ejaculated on. So Twilight Sparkle is vanilla. Can you even have missionary sex with a horse?

I'm sure he's tried. She's not into that kind of stuff, and the fact that there's someone out there in the world such as yourself who would desire to treat Twilight this way and have his friends support and validate his desires to demean and mistreat my partner by drawing pictures of him doing so really does bother me. And exist. I think he needs to communicate with her more. I think she's got some unfulfilled desires. No, baby, I didn't go nowhere! That's an A-plus impression.

Yes, 100%. That's what Twilight sounds like, right? Oh, did we get the real voice actor for this episode? Hey, how's it going? I'm Twilight Sparkles! Lemon brought in Tara Strong and then strangled her to death. My name's Tara Strong!

Tara Strong! So next year, when your birthday comes around, I strangled her to death. My name's Tara Strong. Oh. So next year, when your birthday comes around, keep in mind that Twilight Sparkle isn't just a lifeless cartoon character to objectified for your sexual gratification. She's the partner of someone who loves her very much. And by that time, their wife. So, both myself and Twily would greatly appreciate it if you'd pick someone else to request erotic art of for your birthday.

Based on the very large amount of different ponies you draw art of, I imagine there has to be many other ponies you find sexually attractive. Yeah, yeah, you should victimize the slutty ponies. Yeah, really. I assume you'll probably just dismiss this message as the ramblings of a crazy person and likely ignore it. But if by some chance you do take what I've had to say to heart, well, we'd appreciate it. So he's like, I don't like you, you know, this is my wife, my fiancee, she's going around, but oh, by the way, if you completely ignore me, there will be no consequences, so you know, whatever.

I also like that basically every paragraph he goes, this super infuriates me. I don't care, of course, but this makes me I don't care. Yeah, he's having mood swings like mid-sentence, which is interesting. Well, she's sitting right beside him. She's trying to

moderate his posting yeah she's his better half calm it down a bit like oh i think that part's a little aggressive maybe you should put in like she she's definitely his better half yeah so uh so hey you remember you remember uh tv tropes yes i did fortunately good good no tv tropes, in addition to giving us sort of that thing, spun off its own site called Fetish Fuel. Yay! Which is people who are too, like, broken and creepy for TV Tropes. Oh, good. So that's fun.

And we're just going to read some selections from the My Little Pony Friendship is Magic section of Fetish Fuel. Nice. You know what I like about the internet? What's that? It's that people are so eager to tell you about their masturbation habits that they will dedicate a wiki to it. This is my dick wiki. People have to know. People have to it. This is my dick wiki. People have to know. People have to know.

I want a sightseeing needed for the Venezuela side, actually. Alright. Alright. Boots, start us off here. Rarity in the episode, sweet and elite, passionately

kisses Princess Celestia's hooves. And if it was not enough... Sorry, if it was not kinky... If it was kinky not enough... My brain stopped on that sentence for some reason. If it was kinky not enough,

she repeats, thank you, thank you, thank you, while doing it. Oh, so hot. Oh, man. I'm sure that wasn't just a completely innocuous scene. It was passionately... You have to read between the lines, poor Tex.

Pump girl. The way Rarity psychologically dominates the Diamond Dogs in a dog and pony show does major things for this troper's dominatrix fetish. It takes her about two minutes to go from being their prisoner to having them serve at her beck and call with nothing more than her signature bratty charm. That look on her face when they say, We'll do anything, Miss Rarity.

And she just dreamily responds, anything says it all. Do you think that the writers... About you. Yeah. Do you think that the writers frequently, like, they'll type, type, type, type, type,

pause, shit. Yeah, like... How are freaks gonna interpret this? Yeah, if I worked on this show, I'm sure people would be like, oh, man, you're so lucky. That's probably, like, a really fun, cute show to work on.

I'd be like, no, everything I write, I know someone's jerking off to it. My inbox is a nightmare factory. Remember that time that pony looked at a thing? This troper is a literal nightmare fetishist. Evil elder gods with surprisingly sexy voices. What's not to love? So Cthulhu is in this? No, I want to point out, I have seen the show.

I have no fucking clue what they're talking about. I like that you're fetish. So this guy writes a bunch of fetish stories about like, and then she fell asleep and she was like in this house, which was like the house that she grew up in, but it was weird and different. And then she had to like take her SATs and her, and she wasn't studied for it.

And then her teeth fell out. And she was falling. And she fell. Yeah. All right, Jimmy Franks. Okay. Lots of things about ponies in general. For one, their hooves.

Good God, those hooves. And the sounds they make when they're walking on hard ground. Hard. Also, wings. Wingbone or any one. No. And for many, unicorn horns. Not to mention their flanks. The curve of those cutie marks, and their tails.

Horse tails are very sensitive. So you pretty much covered the entire body of the pony. Cutie marks equals ass tattoos equals hot. That is not an equivalence that I can agree with. This needs to be peer-reviewed. So the question is, is an ass tattoo

different than a tramp stamp? Yeah, I was wondering that. Nozzling! Nozzling! Nozzling! That idiot just goes to every fucking wiki and just starts posting that. Nozzling! Nuzzling! Nuzzling? That idiot just goes to every fucking wiki and just starts posting that. Nuzzling! Southeast Florida is a region known for its orange...

Nuzzling! Nuzzling! Nuzzling! Citation nuzzling. I wish the gimmick I picked for myself was a little more intricate. At the end of the episode, mystery onto the Friendship Express. Right before the cake is even tasted by Princess Celestia, Pinkie Pie dive bombs into the cake mouth first and consumes the whole thing in one bite,

plumping her up in no time at all. A very fanboyish moment for this expansion fetishist troper. You're also fat and immobile, that's great! Yay! It just pisses me off, because it's just like this and the flat fetish, the steamroller

thing, it's just like, it's gotten to the point where you can't cartoonishly exaggerate anything. It's just like, oh, I can't write this fat sheep falling off a cliff because the guy who jerks off to fat sheep falling off a cliff is going to fucking jerk off to it. And then talk about how he jerks off to it. Yeah, and then tell me all about it.

They wrote this for me. They must also be fat sheep falling off cliff fetishes. Yeah, was Tolkien a mud fetishist? He wrote about mud once. Fuck off. For further fat fetishist he wrote about mud once. Fuck off. For further fat fetish fuel, there's also the photo of Celestia

messily eating a hunk of cake in the episode Ponyville Confidential. So they can't even eat anything without someone beating off to it. Yeah, well, it falls in line with my Cookie Monster fetish. Well, Cookie Monster isn't eating those cookies. People can eat cake completely neatly. Well, for my

jamming cookies against the back of a puppet fetish. And the time she swallows an entire cake whole. This trooper just about came everywhere. Whoa. Just about. Just about.

They missed a spot in the corner. How come you never invite me to your birthday party? Speaking of fat fetishes, does anybody else think Applejack may be a chubby chaser? She offers tons of apple-based foods and desserts to Twilight in both the first and third episodes. She casually stuffs a cupcake in Twilight's mouth during the Catterlot Royal Wedding. Oh, yay. Feederism and shipping all in one.

Fuck! I really hope Applejack's a chubby chaser because then maybe I'll have a chance. Applejack could do way better than this guy, I think. What makes you think this is a guy? They're all guys. Oh, wait, sorry.

Season 3's episode, Magic Duel, has a plot load of this to the point where you have to wonder if the writers had fetish fuel in mind when they wrote the script. I'm going to go with no, they didn't. Seriously, we've got a tyrannical Trixie having every pony work for her

and even whipping her servants. Age progression slash regression spells, tickle torture, and even gender swapping spells. Sweet Celestia! Uh, nope. I think you attach those values to that yourself. You have to wonder, though, don't you?

No, I don't have to wonder at all. Yeah, you have to! I wasn't wondering before, I'm not wondering now. I'm wondering... I'm wondering about age progression regression spells being a fetish fuel. This is new to me! Oh, it's...

Yay! That's been around forever. And this age regression progression thing, this gender swapping thing, didn't even actually happen in the episode, so he's jerking off to somewhat tricking someone into thinking that they switched someone's gender. It's like, hey, you gotta meet him halfway...

Good for me! I'm sure these people are willing to meet the writers halfway on a lot of things. Maybe he stops the episode halfway through and just said, I'm done. He jerked off so much he passed out. He came... He just about came everywhere. Alright, in the next piece,

Portax, you are Firefly Oh, I'm Lauren Faust I'm the creator of the show Isfahan, you are Yawgmoth Discipline Disciple Yawgmoth Disciple

Jimmy Franks, you're Scootahoo And Boots, you are Cosmeon. Oh, good. So, I guess just a very brief setup is that for a website interview, Lauren Faust jokingly drew herself as an alicorn that writes scripts and scrolls and that sort of thing in the style of the show. She's an alicorn in My Little Pony. Oh, she used that of thing in the style of the show.

Oh, she used that spell. Yeah, she used the spell. An alicorn is a half-pegasus, half-unicorn thing. There's a link to the picture in the script. Which half? Well, it's got the head of a pegasus and the body of a unicorn. It's just a horse.

Now that's funny! But on DeviantArt you can leave comments on their profiles and so this Cosmian guy decided to talk to the creator of the show directly. Oh, that's, you know, it's always good to have proper interaction with your fans.

Yeah. It's always good to hear from them, right? That's nice. And I'm first! I get to's nice. Yeah, and I'm first. I get to go first. Every my way, I'm going first question. All right, go ahead. Miss Faust, I would say everyone is making sexy fan art of your OC pony right now.

I also hope your project goes well. People are drawing your OC pony in sexy poses. Also, I hope your project's going good. I want to come in your eye holes. How's the weather? I can't wait to see your next project so I can draw fuck pics of it. I'm kind of surprised that this woman has a Twitter. You'd think she would sign up for an account, get tweeted a bunch, and then be like, fuck this.

The link goes to her DeviantArt. Yeah, but she has a Twitter. Oh, okay. She has a DA. Oh, God. So, yes, I'm Warren Faust. Gotta admit, that kind of gives me the creeps. I'd rather not know about it.

And I'm going to guess cue, like, four dozen other people telling her more about it. But anyway. Yes, but I'd rather you know about it, so I win. My name is Yawgmoth Disciple. Out of sheer curiosity. Yawgmoth needs some followers. Yawgmoth Disciple. Out of sheer curiosity, do you think the community

actually owes you an apology so many of them seem to think you're going to smite everyone or something I mean wait do you think that she has like the powers of Odin yeah she's she's a god he probably does she's a girl on the internet

who draws cartoons she's basically all-powerful. I mean, even when it is stuff you'd rather not know about, is it really so bad that people are doing it? Yes. Yeah. It is more homage than anything, even if it is quote-unquote creepy. more a homage than anything,

even if it is quote-unquote creepy. Personally, I would be proud that people from all walks of life and interests liked me and something that I created so much. You know, I super, super, super, super like Deadwood. I think it's a fucking terrific show, and I have never stuck a thumb in my ass

thinking about Tom Nuttall. Just haven't. Then can you really call yourself a true fan? You're fucking casual. You know that, right? Dead wood dummy. Asshole.

I'm Scooter Who. Scooter Who. Hey, Lauren, think of it as a twisted compliment. You're now a popular enough individual to fall under Rule 34. Most people can't claim that. Jesus Christ. I'm feeling jealous.

Shouldn't be. Your perspective is terrible. You made a thing that we can ruin. Congratulations. That said, I can fully understand being creeped out. At least it's you as a pony and not the real you. Fuck off! Yeah, that makes it all better.

I mean, we got those too, but we don't put them on the internet. I fucking hate that shit whenever people do that. They say, oh, you just posted a picture of yourself or you drew a thing and you put it on the internet. And then we get to tell you about how we masturbate to it, no matter what your motivation was. And if you don't like it, then clearly you're the one who's fucked up, not me. Yeah, you're a big stick in the mud. No more text, of course, not talking from a point of experience. I can tell that this is a completely foreign concept to you.

I also like how the guy's saying, like, well, no, listen, it's not that bad. We're jerking off to animals, not like a person. That might be the icing on the cake. Alright, what's up, Cosmeon? This was on Cosmeon's

personal DeviantArt blog, so this is on his own journal, essentially. Okay. You win! In case you didn't know what to cause. Okay, a couple hours later, I've been blocked, and I then can't

make any comments. Why? You guys happy now? Happy to see me becoming miserable and burning at the stake? Becoming? Yeah. Cosmeon apparently put on a second

bit of headgear for his orthodontic work. That's his angry retainer. Retainer, retainer. Are you happy that you protected someone from me? Happy that I deserve this? Yes.

You do deserve this. Fuck you. Because you guys are such complete jerks. And this is proof why I got blocked. You happy now? Now I can't commit suicide. Yay! Good.

Fucking die. No, no, I can. Now I can commit suicide. Oh, yeah. I got confused there. Suicide. And go fucking hell. I thought you did say can. I couldn't hell. Thanks to this. I just want to cry so bad.

But I can't. I'm too mad when all this shit comes through me. All because of one stupid comment. That's it. That's it.

That's fucking it. Rejoice if you want on my life. Hooray! If I had one of those goes to a dark corner and dies. Good.

Oh, good, you're dead. Yay, well, Cosmeon's dead, so I guess we can just move on. Actually, all this is just ever being blocked. Wait, what the fuck is that? She's not going to forgive me ever. Oh, goddammit. Especially on what happened today. I feel so sad right now.

And I want to cry all over for real. And I did. Because all over for real. And I did. Because it was very depressing. It's all my fault, yes. Getting blocked. It's like I got hit by lightning. Meant to punish

me. And it hurts so bad. You know how depressing it is? Oh, my heart fucking bleeds for you. And I'm not gonna do a second account just to forgive her. For what? Wait, what?

Forgive her for what? For having a human reaction? I'd also like to point out that he said it hit him like a bolt of lightning, and that ties in nicely with Yawgmoth Disciples saying, so many people seem to think you're going to smite them or something. Yeah, maybe she does have powers.

Yeah, she gets smoted. I want to use this account to say sorry for her, for real, but I can't. So obviously the solution here is to unblock me? So that I can say sorry? Oh, by the way, here's more sex pics. I really creeped out this girl. Isn't anyone gonna, like,

cry for me? I mean, what about my feelings? Yeah, I got blocked. Yeah, you think you've had a rough day. Who's gonna apologize for the creepy? Yeah. My right to victimize others cannot be infringed. All right, so this piece is from Fimfiction.net.

The header image is, well, it's random, but I did get two ponies that are just hugging. They're just sort of enjoying the peace and solitude that the internet affords, which is very nice. So this is a story called My Little Dashie. It was written by Rob Cake Ran 53rd. A long line. And it was edited

by Sir Peppermint Jam. Oh, I loved his last album. There's a real pedigree on this. It's royalty, man. You don't know. It's Sir Peppermint Jam's disgusting deviant art account.

Do you see who's on the cover of Source? Oh, man. All right. So this is a very fucking long story. So, Jimmy Franks, just take an excerpt, please. All right. She considers me her daddy.

And quite frankly, I consider her my daughter. Even though we are of a totally different species, I still love her with all my heart. Sure. Okay, fine. That's fine. And it has taken her to speak those words to me to finally realize that. I think I've finally done it. I've broken my hard shell that had formed when my parents died.

Ding, ding, ding, ding. I've let a sweet little filly into my life. No, an actual filly, guys. A sweet little, oh, right. An actual horse. Real fake cartoon horse. I gave her a home to live in, food to eat, and now a daddy to love.

She's given me hope, love, compassion, and now something I thought I'd never utter. A daughter. Okay, so you have a love for a fake creature, but it's paternal, so I hope that doesn't get blurry, and I'm sure it won't, so good. Yeah.

There is a point in every parent's life when they have to let their child go, whether it be for the better or for the worst. It must happen at some point. That phrase works. Better or the worse. Never in the years we've lived there had anyone or for the worst. It must happen at some point. Better or the worse. Never in the years we've lived there had anyone knocked at the door.

No, we hadn't even made arrangements if someone did show up. I simply told her to go to her room while I took care of it. Once I heard the door shut, calmly and collectively, I asked who it was knocking, expecting some stranger, possibly lost on his or her travels.

A female voice spoke in such an elegant yet attention-grabbing tone. I felt myself listening to her with the uttermost attention. Oh, that attention-grabbing tone. The uttermost attention. As though to illustrate the attention-grabbingness of her tone, I listened to her with attention. Uttermost is

more utmost. Yes, it's the uttermost. Uttermostest. The most utmost. Uttermostest is more utmost. Yes, it's the uttermost. Uttermostest. The most utmost. She asked if she may come in. A question I'd normally refuse within a heartbeat. And yet, something about her voice was reminiscent. I couldn't help but walk over and open the door.

When I first saw the figure standing on my porch, I wasn't sure if I was dreaming or hallucinating. Standing there was the radiant and majestic Princess Celestia. I'm quite surprised. Celestia began. I had expected a little more resistant to us entering. Wait, are you a mongrel? I don't know. Well, it seems like Celestia is more on our side here,

because she's just like, aren't you kind of fucking freaked out that there's cartoon horses talking to you? Why, I know who you all are. Celestia nodded. Ah, so you do know, then. Well, he just told you. That you are fictional characters from a children's TV show, then yes.

Children's TV show? Yeah, right. If I point it out, then you're not allowed to tell me how weird it is. Otherwise, why you are all here, I have no clue. The last part I lied, hoping to keep my mind at ease. I knew the reason,

but I wanted to ignore it. Oh, I think you do know. My heart fell into the pits of my stomach. I did know. Many pits. I did know, and she was straight to the point about it. During all these years, I'd anticipated this moment, but as time drug on, that thought slowly dispelled

until it was nothing more than just a minor nip in my mind. A nip in your mind? It a minor nip in my mind. A nip in your mind? It's a nip in my mind. It's a minor nip. A minor nip in my mind. That's what always happens, you know, when everything is finally perfect and you don't have to worry anymore. I'd given up holding back my tears and at this point was openly crying. Jesus Christ.

The ponies could tell I was hurting, and Dashie didn't look to be faring too well either. Oh good, a pack mule for all my baggage! So I'm figuring it wasn't good to prolong the inevitable. I walked over to the chair Dashie sat in. Because horses sit in chairs.

Do horses sit in chairs in the human world or whatever the fuck is happening in the story? Mm-hmm. Melt down to meet her eye level as I spoke. Dashie, my little Dashie, I love you with all my heart. You have done wonders to open me up from the man I once was. You... I had to pause a moment to settle down.

You have brought me so much joy in my life that I can't possibly ever thank you for. I hope this has a happy ending. Where everyone gets toe mane poisoning and dies. At this point, Dashie too had begun to cry. That only made it worse for me. Do I have to go to daddy? Dot com. Your rainbow dash into Twilight sounds remarkably similar.

Thanks. No problem. It remained quiet for a few more minutes as we held each other tight. She didn't fight back or want to resist what was happening. She told me that she knew as well what must be done. I love you, Daddy. And I love you too, my little daddy.

Welcome. That's happening in your ears right now. Love you, Daddy. Can we get one of the fans to dub over an episode of My Little Pony? Hi. I'm sexually inexperienced, but curious.

Oh, God. Jesus Christ. What? What the fuck are you doing to me? Youth bunker, My Little Pony. Really? Oh, Jesus on a cracker. Keep going.

Then I opened up a piece of paper. I picked it up and immediately recognized the handwriting. Or more correct, mouth writing. I speculated this is what she had written down before she left. Dad, for 15 years

you took care of me. For 15 years you loved me, played with me, and made sure I enjoyed... This is all Portax's fault. Portax did all of this to you. Portax put together this document. I was like, I don't know. Portax was like, nope. I bet the person listening right now wants to hear this.

And isn't jerking off. I swear, honest and forever. And if you're jerking off to this, come to Ball Pit. B-A-L-L-P-I-T. Wait, don't do that. Don't do that. Don't come to... Fuck away.

Cosmion's already paid the $10. Damn it. Hi, Cosmion. I'm not a mayor of many words But even though I told you this in person I felt you needed A written version of it So you will know it was all real I love you daddy

You helped shape me Into the mayor I am now Poor text it's all poor text I'm not sure What is going to happen me into the mare I am now. Poor text. It's all poor text. Poor text. I'm not sure what is going to happen if I will remember any of this or not but I want you to know that you did a darn good job of raising me even

if I was a bit stubborn at times and short with you during others. With Celestia's permission, I hope to allow you to keep our photos, our memories, comma, with you so that you will never forget.

Again, I love you and thank you. Your little daughter always. Your little Dashie forever. Rainbow Dash. Thanks, Portax. Yeah, you know, no problem. I said if I were to come back, only the most disgusting, soul-crushing material

would do. Ah! Fuck! Oh wait, actually, Lemon, there's something I need to tell you about this story. It's that, uh, bronies consider My Little Dashie to be the most heart-wrenching,

uh, wonderful, beautiful fan fiction ever written. Oh, it's so nice. They figure that if you read this story and you don't cry, there's something wrong with you. Now, mind you, they're right. Just not in the way they're thinking. But, yes.

Oh, I hate it. Am I kicked out? Yeah Get out Back into the box Yeah back Back into the poor Dax box Back in the void

Back into the box Where Rainbow Dashie was found Oh god no Oh no Got a sequel in our hands Oh now I got a roommate Coming this fall on Fox I was thinking a second creepy guy would walk by and be like,

Oh, there's a poor Texan in this box. She's a ridiculous cheese pony. Dashie, you stay on your side of the apartment. Getting out the masking tape. So there you are, my dad. I'm getting out the masking tape. And there we go. Around about an hour of that. Of that. Of that.

Whatever that is. It's a hunt. Yeah. What did you learn this week? Clear things up for me. What did. Whatever that is. Isahan. Yeah. What did you learn this week? Clear things up for me. What did you learn this week, Isahan? I learned what this generation's latest incarnation of fan obsession is. And it's My Little Pony.

Yeah, clearly. I mean, it's like there's nothing that people talk about with more starststruck weirdness it's weird yeah it takes their breath away for those of you who are a little bit younger um this is not new uh you know about 10 years ago it was what invader zim yeah sure uh and 20 years ago it was tiny toon adventures really i don't remember that about Tiny Toon Adventures, but I'll take that as a story. Well, what I remember about Tiny Toon Adventures is that Tress McNeil, the voice actress for Babs

Bunny, got stalked by an obsessed furry fan. And so, yeah, this is not something the bronies have spearheaded, really. They've kind of refined it, and they've added new creative, crazy bits to it,

but at its core, it's just the wheel turning around. Yeah, I remember actually talking to... Oh, I don't know if he wants to have his name used, but I was talking to somebody, and he was mentioning to me that he was glad

that he never watched My Little Pony when it first went on television. Because he was like, you know, when Powerpuff Girls was sort of amping up, I was like, this is a good show. And I watched Powerpuff Girls, and he was like, man, I'm really glad I never did it with My Little Pony, because I think that it would have probably changed me, and things would have gone very poorly. There but for the grace of God kind of thing. Yeah, exactly. Portex, what did you learn today?

I learned something from this, and from actually a bunch of the episodes that we've done. I like cartoons. You do. And I even like the pony cartoon. That's not what I've done. I like cartoons. You do. And I even like the funny cartoon. That's not what I learned, but I like cartoons. But despite the fact that I like cartoons,

it is a bad idea to associate with very toxic and bizarre people just because you like the same nerd crap. As fan communities get bigger, they get more permissive, and crazy just builds on top of crazy and then you know someday you go from uh you know i like watching supernatural to you know

jared is a cat person and jensen is a dog person and they rape werewolves and get pregnant and that type of shit yeah it gets hotter yeah so if you're if you're so entrenched in this internet shit that you only associate with like dragon dildo fanatics and multiples and shit then you need to stop yeah yeah because one of these days you're going to lose all perspective and you're going to approach a you know your favorite musician and say you know i love all your albums and you know i'm now i'm going to list all the various and sunday trinkets that i shove up my vagina and you inspired it in me. And only after their horrified look does it occur to you, maybe I shouldn't have said that.

Yeah, and the second thing is that if you hang around people that act like that and you don't want to be associated with trinket vagina then you need to call them out and distance yourself from them because that is a mark that will stay with you forever.

I think that's actually a larger point that should be made a little bit more often. In these subcultures, there is... You can't be... It can't be, hey, we're all

in the same family. No. You can't let that happen. You have to draw some lines. You need to self-police. It's like mosh pits, right? Like, mosh pits, right, there's a bunch of guys and they're all kind of, like, running around and smashing into each other

because that's what they think is fun. And then there's the guy that, like, walks around in circles and starts hitting people and he gets his ass kicked because he's making it difficult for the other guys to bash into each other. Yes. Yeah, exactly. And so if you said, oh, but if I was

if I told that guy to stop running into people then that would just make me a horrible bully, well then that's going to give the next person the courage to start running into people and then it just turns into a brawl. Also, just before we close out, to everyone over the past like two years who've been asking for a brony episode

we did try to do one about a year ago but our material wasn't very substantial or varied so it kind of fizzled I also tried to coordinate a brony interview episode of a regular and that didn't materialize either because of schedule problems and I couldn't find a prominent fanfic writer

to go with my artist and composer so yeah that's why it's taken so long. Alright, that's enough of our proselytizing. The website, as always, thefbl.us, and our community is Ball Pit. And also, if you go to Ball Pit, I'm just going to nip this in the bud right now, I already

know that not everyone who watches the show acts like this, so you don't have to tell me that. I already know. Yeah, we don't need the holy war. Alright, we'll talk to you later. Bye-bye. Bye-bye.

I missed you, Daddy. This is terrible vaudeville. Poor Dax! Oh my god! What the fuck are you guys doing here? No, you be quiet again. You tried forcing the tulpa. That didn't work at all. Nope. So much for the idea of not planning anything. Well, if only... That always works.

Lemon, you did call it. If only someone had suggested planning stuff. If only someone had asked about sharing the dock beforehand. You guys are morons. Anyway, I'm going to disappear now. You guys sort out your little skit there. Goodbye.