i'll take 'awkward and uncomfortable experiences' for $500, alex

Holy crap, tonight was way uncomfortable at game night.

See, a few friends and I get together for a small gaming group most Saturdays on campus. It's just a couple people, usually not more than four or five. We play board games and card games and generally bitch and bullshit with each other. We week or two ago, Jevin, who started the meetup, asked if we'd mind him posting on the Kent Area Furs list to see if anyone might be interested. We know a guy on the KAF list who is pretty cool, so we figured 'why not'?

So, this week, a kid from the KAF list shows up. Okay, no big deal.

He's wearing a tail and a baseball cap with ears glued on it. Okay, no big deal.

He's LOUD. Unnecessarily loud. But...okay, that can be dealt with. No big deal.

Jevin and I were watching some rap battles thing on youtube when he comes in and it had Freddie Mercury and he goes DO YOU KNOW WHAT HAPPENS WHEN YOU PLAY [insert Queen song here] BACKWARDS?? and he queues it up on his phone and it's not even interesting. Jevin and I nod, realizing that this is only going to go downhill fast.

So it's Jevin, myself, and the new kid. I suggest heading out to the lobby (we were in the room Jevin does his classwork at in MSB), which we all agree on, since there's more room. I go to get a snack from the machine and he follows me (apparently, not knowing where the lobby is), okay, no big deal. If he wants to mill about, whatever.

He stands next to me, LEANS OVER, AND RUBS HIS HEAD ON MY SHOULDER LIKE HE'S PRETENDING TO BE A CAT.

I firmly go 'NO', like I'm scolding a dog and he stops.

We go out to the lobby and play Fluxx. I desperately message Tony, who wasn't online, to inform him of what we're suffering through (excuse my fucked up spelling, I was hastily typing away on my phone):

HR RUBBED ON ME LIKE A CAT
HE HAS NO CONCEPT OF PERSONAL SPAC
HE REACHED RIGHT OVER AND GRABBEDY BIRD SKULL
I MIGHT COMMIT A HOMICIDE TONIGHT
HE JUST SAID THAT BECAUSE MY CHARCTER IS HALF FOX HALF OPOSSUM IT MUST BE A HIT WITH THE NECROPHILE
Because possums play dead and foxes are slutty
This is like real life taps
This is every stereotype
I'm speechles
I don't even experience this level of fur faggotry at Anthrocon
He just keeps rambling things off like they'll make him sound interesting
Ryan showed up and the kid yowled at him in greeting
I had the war creeper and he busted out singing war, what is it good for
I cannot make this shit up

UGH I ACCIDENTALLY CLOSE OUT THE TAB AND LOST A TON OF WHAT I'D TYPED.

So I'm just going to run down the key points:

• talked about sex and fetishes almost non-stop


• talked about how 'only the good bands get incestuous fanfics written about them'


• talked about incest, bandom incest, Supernatural incest


• talked about ~yiffy~ fanfic he read with Red XIII in it


• talked about seeing a 'hot anthro pic' and literally murring about it


• talked about how 'WEREWOLF SEX IS HOT'


• 'I WISH I HAD A NYMPHOMANIAC GIRLFRIEND'


• literally YOWLED at Ryan when he showed up


• rolled around on the couch purring and yowling like a cat in heat


• talked about his radioactive japanese catgirl from Hiroshima


• talked about wanting to play 'Strip Fluxx' (hint: I was the only female present)


• talked about how female hyenas have penises


• literally grabbed my crow necklace and asked IS THAT A BIRD FOSSIL


• when i told him what my ~fursona~ was, he replied with: 'YOU MUST BE A HIT WITH THE NYMPHOMANIACS'


• 'BECAUSE ALL FOXES ARE SLUTTY, AMIRITE??'


• SKYPED WITH HIS PARENTS AND INTRODUCED US ALL AS HIS FRIENDS. ON SKYPE. ON. SKYPE.


• loudly sung the chorus to 'War, What is it Good For' when the 'war' card for Fluxx ended up on the table

I know this isn't even everything, but jesus christ it was awkward and weird and uncomfortable. I'm not usually made uncomfortable by things or people like this, neither are most of the folks present. But this was just UGH and GROSS. No one wants to hear about your fetishes or your sex fanfics or anything like that YOU JUST MET US WHY WOULD YOU THINK THESE ARE OKAY CONVERSATION SUBJECTS. It was just a constant stream of creepy furfag commentary and internet ramblings. There were no real introductions, aside from names, no 'hey, what are you majoring in?' or 'are you a student, or just a local?' kind of small talk. Just straight into 'that's what she said jokes' and talking about murry purry furfag shit.

When I came home, I promptly removed him from the group. I don't even feel a little bit bad about it. Neither does anyone else.

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