... It sounded like bragging, didn't it?
Look, I'm 23. I'm not interested in barely legal girls. No matter how magnificent a body they may or may not have. I mean, she's studying Political Sciences
and she doesn't even know who Machiavelli is? In fact, she explicitly expressed disdain for any topics philosophical, scientific or historic. What are we even supposed to
talk about?
And then she keeps bugging me to show her drawfriend stuff on Equestria Daily, then points it out loudly to everyone in the room "THIS GUY WATCHES PONIES, BWAHAHA". And then she insists, at my ಠ_ಠ stare "Not that I have anything against you, or ponies".
She keeps paying attention to my every move. Like, there isn't a moment where she doesn't ask me where I've been or what I've done. And then loudly ask something about ponies or about my fic. "How is it going? Can you read me some bit?" Then when I actually do it can't be done because she loses patience, or bursts out laughing. It's like talking with someone with the worst traits of Rainbow Dash and Rarity,
combined.
She brings the damn fic out in public with people who don't know about it. I take the
Terry Goodkind approach and say "It's a psychological coming of age story about a kid who is self-repressed to the point of unhealthiness, but keeps it up because everyone else thinks it's cool. Then a funny foreign girl comes in and turns his life upside down. But actually she's just a selfish monster who wants to use him for her own purposes. His friends are understandably concerned, especially the smartest girl in class, who is his best friend and has kind of a crush on him".
She jumps in and says, with an eager face and an eager voice
"But you forgot to say that the kid is a flying horse and the girl is a pink panther in an Iron Man suit!". I reply, completely unfazed "That's cosmetic".
Do you understand now why I'm merely exasperated, rather than angry, or worried?
I'm just pretty sure now that I shouldn't ever talk about being a brony in public.
That's all I really wanted to talk about.
* And, well, also vent my frustration at a sympathetic audience. Really, that the girl is so cute she can make money of it is kind of utterly irrelevant in the face of everything else. I'd have left it out: I only thought it worth mentioning because it makes everything look slightly more absurd. I have this weird expectation that beautiful girls should be smart and well-bred, and there's a strange dissonance whenever this doesn't happen...
Anyone else had bad experiences related to coming out as a brony? Such as, specifically, some people feeling a strange impulse towards
sharing it with everyone in the world? And
not giving up when noticing that
nobody cares? What does it take to make these people
move on?
edited 20th Aug '12 2:51:26 PM by TheHandle