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2020.06.25 21:04 CheerfulSunsinger Analysis: Bad Romance - Persona is held back by the self-insert harem genre

"I always wanted to be special. I thought my life'd finally have meaning if I was special to someone. That's why I was really exited when I got my Persona. But I really didn't need it. Its not what you have or what you can do. Just being born, living your life. Before you know it, you're already special to someone. Like you! You're special to me, you know!" - Yosuke Hanamura
In P4, Yosuke stated the most important message of Persona. A message repeatedly undermined by also being a sexist, self-insert, oxytocin infused harem fantasy. A genre created by a country with a declining population due to low birth rates and low marriage rates because their men are not meeting women halfway, socially, economically or emotionally. And instead of confronting these issues, they try to replace women with porn, body pillows, sex robots and trashy dating sims. Instead of working and fighting to make their lives better, they use games like Persona as a substitute for life. Buckle up because this rant is going to deeply uncomfortable places.
This goes out to all the artists who got harassed and doxxed on Twitter for making Shumako art. I wrote it in response to your plight. This is my third and most divisive essay, one I'll have notifications for turned off.

Intro - Once upon a time, Atlus wrote a game with a REAL relationship, about relationships:
It was a mature tale about touchy issues such as growing up, commitment ethic, family vs friends, sex, and infidelity. You have probably heard of it but didn't play it because heavy subject matter and disturbing imagery. Persona? No, I'm talking about Catherine. And if you haven't played it, you probably should. If you look closely, the plot follows the same pattern as a Persona game. It takes place in the real world and inserts a horrific surreal fantasy that makes a statement on Japan's declining marriage and birth rates because of how women are treated there. It makes some mistakes (Katherine's abuse), but it tries, and has heart. (Don't bother with the special edition though, Atlus jacked that up with a Mary Sue as they always do.) Catherine Classic is the preview of what Persona could be capable of it wasn't trying (poorly) to be a self-insert harem.
Who the hell thinks Persona is a positive story about relationships? Jungian psychology? Sure. The flaws of humanity and society? Hell yeah. Generic Anime Friendship? Absolutely. Love? Relationships? Intimacy? Absolutely not! Those things are mutually exclusive to a harem. And even if it wasn't that genre, JRPGs, and Shounen itself, don't have that good of a track record of writing relationships to begin with.
2. I f1ght f0r mai friendz, and I don't know where babies come from...
Around the time of Fire Emblem: Path of Radiance, I soured on JRPG protagonists and relationship writing. I could not respect, or take seriously, these dashing, heroic studs, staring into space, not knowing where babies come from while chicks got all up in their business. The genre needs less Ikes, Clouds and Squalls, and more Zidanes and Ryudos.
FF9's Zidane Tribal is my all-time favorite JRPG hero, and he was a real Gentleman Thief. He had a social circle that had nothing to do with the heroes (I'm big on this, see 4). He had high emotional intelligence, and it didn't appear out of nowhere. He was an utter man among boys, forged by comrades in skullduggery. He immediately made his interest in Princess Garnet "Dagger" til Alexandros known and she was not afraid to tease back. He stumbled when he made moves on her, and he didn't realize how crass he was until Eiko's hopeless puppy love gave him a taste of his own medicine. He was a total flirt to other girls, partially because that's who he was, and partially because he struggled to figure out if he would ever be good enough for her, and he was dishonest about how how much he loved her. He internally, and verbally, agonized over this (most JRPG heroes never express their feelings on the women around them, even if they're not a self-insert, more on this in 2.) They clashed often, and earnestly (not some sexualized tsundere nonsense). He never put her on a pedestal, challenging her values and naivete while unintentionally underestimating her courage, and she nearly got herself killed when she pushed him away in offense while failing to take his bitter truths seriously. Zidane was not the player's self-insert, and Dagger didn't exist "for him." They were an independent "he" and "she," slowly becoming a "they." And yet they weren't the center of each other’s universes. Zidane was an excellent friend, leader and mentor to the other party members, especially the adorable and arguably most thematic character, Vivi. Dagger confided in many other characters before she got comfortable with Zidane.

Ryudo from Grandia 2 was a generic jackass. He's not that interesting or fit to be compared to my homie Zidane, be he too, was not a self-insert. He was caught in a cheesy but unusually bitter love triangle between a priestess and demon sharing the same body, who hated each other. This was not that groundbreaking and it was never resolved because of course not. But halfway through the game something incredible happened. Under the light of the full moon, he really, truly talked to them. He admitted he felt feelings of love for them both (yes, he said the L word,) and he apologized for the uncomfortable and unfair position he was putting them in by meandering, deconstructing the love triangle. THAT NEVER HAPPENS IN A JRPG! Please count and post those conversations out if you have them because that's all I've got! Cloud. Shulk. So many more. They don't do it!

2. Oh, Hero, you're so sexy when you stare at the wall ignoring my advances <3
Team Four Star summarized the typical Shounen relationship.
Mikasa: "I wanna have sex with you really bad right now."
Erin : "GOD, DON'T MAKE IT GAY, MIKASA!."
JRPGs don't have real conversations, because Shounen stories don’t, even if it’s not a harem. They'll dump external conflicts on the heroes all day long, but never internal conflicts about relationships on them. They'll dump cheap sexual tension on the hero, but I challenge you to think of the times you've heard the hero respond. Beautiful, sexually aggressive chicks will dive into the personal space of dashing young men like strippers, while they stare at the wall in silence. More demure girls will deny their desire for the hero as the camera is hypocritically shoved right into their beautiful, blushing faces (I'm looking at YOU, Mikasa, I'm on to your nonsense.) A male and female will be written as a pair, with one obviously in love but with the other too oblivious to reciprocate until something sappy happens like one dying for the other. If there are hopeless suitors, the male will never say "stop it, I want someone else." Their so called "relationships" are always in a permanent state of horny "hunt" and "chase." Always the petty firecrackers, and never the deep lake.
Look at how great the western Castlevania is. How fantastic is it, seeing Trevor and Sypha as a couple, and squabbling as a couple? If it were written in Japan, they would still be traveling together and solving problems every day, not as a couple, but in a permanent state of "chase" instead.
Contrast WRPGs, or even western animations for a similar age group like Airbender and even Adventure Time. "I like you" is not a dirty word. Finn dated a girl made of fire (a perfect metaphor for boundaries) and it was still more real, tasteful, and mature than most JRPGs. Real relationship issues like rejection, jealousy, commitment, communication and boundaries are confronted and discussed (unless you're watching the Sci-Fi Channel,) because they have to be if serious relationships are a part of the story. Getting a Shounen hero to say "I like you" or "back up, I don't like you like that" is like pulling teeth. Yet the girls are always available to them, emotionally and sexually, for eternity. That way, they're available for the viewereader's fantasies for eternity. In a good relationship story, "I like you" is a beginning. In Shounen, "I like you" ends the hunt. This is antithetical to healthy relationship stories. There is a right way to have no relationships, but sex sells. Not even Persona gets these things right.
3. The Persona Bubble – You call THIS friendship and dating?!
All of Persona's relationships with the hero live in a "bubble" that does not affect the story, and how it plays out cannot be steered by the player. The “dating” in Persona is limited to a jump from an expression of mutual interest at Rank 9 to implicit sex at 10, with almost nothing in between, before, and after. And if it’s before, it feels forced. The player can’t say “I like you” at Rank 1. The player also can’t say "cool your jets, I'm interested in someone else" at Rank 1-8. How many pushy, dewey eyed maidens of the Persona franchise could have benefited from such an exchange? (Oh, how I wanted to shut Rise up...) Why don't they try? Why can’t they bother with story branching?
Persona 4 was my first, and I played it late, and only after playing Arena. I don't do self-inserts well. I name Link "Link," Cloud "Cloud", and Yu Narukami "Yu Narukami," etc. And like a boring person, playing blind, unaware of what I was getting myself into, and unable to put myself in Yu's shoes, I couldn't fathom cheating, chose Yukiko, felt Yosuke was good with Chie (vise versa is great too, put away the pitchforks,) and that if Kanji grew a bit more, would be a good confidant to Naoto. After all, Yosuke outright called Yu and asked which girl was more his type. You would think you were setting up a double-date, but I didn't know about the Persona Bubble. The place where most Persona characters' most tender character development happens, their rank-ups, is isolated from the universe and is kept between them and the hero. Yosuke and Kanji were thoughtful, sensitive young men, as worthy of intimate relationships as Yu: inside their bubbles. The girls never got to look inside their bubbles, and I felt terrible for them (and Teddie's perverted rubbish kept dragging them down.) Yukiko had two personalities: one inside the bubble (modern Yamato Nadeshiko in love) and one out of it (bubbly, intelligent ditz) but I had no problem pairing up one cliché with another. Rise also had a split personality, part of her character and because of the bubble. She was a troubled, ordinary girl inside the bubble, wrestling with her image as an attention hungry diva outside of it (one I absolutely hated.) Chie and Naoto were wonderfully consistent inside and out of their bubbles (it’s also why the P5 heroes shine.)
Poor Yosuke and Kanji. P4 worked so hard to make them look like #@$% compared to "me." If only Yukiko, Rise and Chie saw Yosuke weeping in his best friend's arms, still trying to avenge his puppy-love crush Suki. If only Rise knew Yosuke was the one looking out for her first, before she threw herself at Yu for no damn reason. Ryuji's entire dillema could have been ended early if he was allowed to say "I like you" to Naoto. They might as well marry their hands. They never had a chance with a girl. They existed only for the player and they always will. Whether I dated them all, one of them, or none of them, they all "belonged to me," while the other boys squirmed. And "I" was their only shot at love. This is the real meaning of a harem. Possessive sexuality. This made me uncomfortable. After P4 worked so hard to make me a part of them as a family, how could I be one of them while being so dominant, sexually or otherwise?
These lazy bubbles exist only for the pleasure of the player and let them jump into a futon with a bunch of anime chicks and get away with it with no real consequences; just some unhappy cutscenes. Even in P5 they all forgive you with some magical web of lies. There's no explicit sex, but when it has the talented voice actresses pour honey in the player's ear, followed by an iris out, well, human beings are wired to fill the gaps (it’s called Relational Frame Theory). This "fake intimacy" scratches an itch no porn could reach.

4. Social Circles are good. (Social Circles are GAAAYYYY)
Chie and Yukiko were something special. They came in a pair, as two realistic teenage girls who were lifelong friends, strengthening each other as characters, making them just a bit more realistic and alive. But for that the internet often called them lesbians. The best written characters in Persona are the ones with social support that you can see and hear, not involving the player, throwaway invisible parents, or "throwaway NPCs." In typical JRPGs, everyone are strangers coming together around the center of gravity that is the protagonist, rapidly becoming his friend or love interest. Remember Final Fantasy XV, with a bunch of bruhs in a car, bruh-ing the heck out? How many people out there called them gay? Have people forgotten what a "friend" is? Have people having pre-established friendships and social circle become that uncommon? Why must every character exist for the sexual fantasies of the player?
Persona desperately needed, and still needs, more characters Social-Linking each other. This is part of what made Makoto shine. Yusuke sits at a table with some of the Phantom Thieves in one of his rank-ups. Ann and Shioh's lack of this held P5 back from discussing pedophilia (more on them as a pair in 9). Yusuke, underrated, spiritual and empathetic, could have been the one to get Futaba out and in the open. Ann could have done it, so Futaba could receive mentorship from a woman. Or, you know, her father? Yusuke was the only other male with the intellectual chops and sophistication to help Makoto out with Eiko. Ryuji could have worked with Kawakami and learn some empathy (he started that mess after all.) Maybe Ryuji and Yusuke could work on their flaws so they can attract girls, learn to love them properly and get some sugar sent their way. Maybe Makoto could join her academic peer Haru in exploring Okumura's Palace with Morgana and help her get a Persona and Thief Name without waiting on Joker, giving Haru the agency that Makoto got. None of this happens, because again, they all exist for the player. Why does character development only matter if the player is involved? While being a good listener can get you far, Joker isn't exactly doing much most of the time. He can outright tell Ryuji he didn't do anything near the end of his rank-ups. Why not see a character with a voice solve a problem? Only Makoto does.

5. Raise your hand if you really thought you were Joker! (crickets)
"Hey! We're in Hawaii! Wanna fruitlessly hit on some NPCs at the beach?"

The general difference between a WRPG and a JRPG self-insert is that WRPGs generally goes all the way. You mold a character from clay, choose their race, age, background, appearance etc. JRPGs sometimes goes all the way, as the recent Pokemon games do.
Japan goes "halfsies". They give you a silent stud and say, "that's you." And whether he's a 16-year-old in high school with fabulous hair you want to touch, or a swordsman with a default name of "Cloud" or "Link.” It’s harder to suspend disbelief with these golems, and they really don't make choices. In Astral Chain, you can choose between a brother or sister. When you do, the character you choose becomes silent while the other sibling does all the talking. You “kill” the character you choose! Why? Why can’t they both be a real person?! I don't want to be them!
Example of a western "halfsie": Mass Effect's Commander Shepard. The Shepards are unique, standing proud because they are fully voiced and seem like real people. And while players can solve problems their way and screw who they want, nobody sees themselves as Shepard, and Mass Effect is stronger for it. Fun fact: 9 out of 10 players played out the same image of Shepard as a Paragon.
Shepard's lovers, like all of those in Bioware's games, have a strength and a weakness. A strength is that they are each their own person and they have social support, goals, and desires that have nothing to do with Shepard. Some even pursue romance on their own without Shepard. And the relationships established ripple outward without existing in a bubble. A weakness is that Shepard has the magical power to twist the sexuality of any of them simply by flirting with them...
A1 made animations for each girl, depicting an alternate Valentine's Day in 1st person view. Did you enjoy them? I can't bear to look for more than a few seconds. I get a deeply uncomfortable feeling of "what are you looking at ME for?! I'm not Joker!" I think I know why they're in 1st person, and it’s not because of budget. It’s because seeing Joker happy would kill the fantasy for some. It would also show exactly how disgusting it is that Persona lets a 16-year old boy be intimate with doctors and teachers.
I am not Joker and I don’t want to be Joker. Many players don't see themselves as Joker. “Joker” should have a name, a mom, a dad, a voice that he uses to argue with them on the phone about how he ended up in Shibuya in the first place, and a personality other than "generic Shounen righteous fury." I may put his anime name in when I play vanilla P5, but my pretty, fancy essays will never call him “Ren” unless he acts like a real person. Persona doesn't need a Joker. It needs an emotionally intelligent Zidane. I often think P5 would be better if Joker wasn’t in it and Makoto was the protagonist while keeping her voice, and still not needing a man. Take control of Ann, Ryuji, Morgana and Yusuke, dungeon crawling and being dumb until she stalks them, catches them, takes control all over again and gets the Wild Card…
JRPG halfsies are not good storytelling. Ace Combat Zero made the story about "me," a faceless ace pilot, interviewing veteran opponents who trembled before my might, when I wanted to hear about Ustio and Belka's geopolitical crisis. In Bioshock, the main character was the city of Rapture itself, in a story about its hubris. The best ending made it about "me" in a jarring way. Xenoblade Chronicles X found a nice workaround, because the main character was Colonel Elma, while my customizable avatar played second banana. Bravely Default's Tiz Arrior was a mannequin compared to the sequel's lively, fun Yew Geneolgia, very much in love with the mysterious lunar spy Magnolia (a sad weakness was that Magnolia seemingly "existed" for him, a big foul.)

6. Persona 4: The Animation - It’s Because I'm the Gary Stu King
In 2013, P4's animation was a lazy cash grab. All the critical slice-of-life moments were gutted. The characters were parodies of themselves. The animation was garbage. The Personas were floaty, squishy Pokemon with no sense of weight or power. The heroes lost their weapons, letting their Personas duke it out like Stands. Finally, it showed the cowardly depths Atlus would tread to protect the fantasies of the players.
I went into P4:A knowing Yu would not get into a relationship. Surely he would be the emotionally intelligent, classy gentleman I thought he would be, and look the girls in the eyes and say "I'm sorry but I can't enter a relationship, and I'm leaving in a year anyway," right? Do the right thing, snuff out all the cheap sexual tension and make P4 a nice, clean, loveless show about friendship like Pokemon?
Ha, they wouldn't even give him a personality! Yu might as well have not been in it. They turned what should have been an Ike changing into a Zidane, a boy growing into a man, into everything wrong with JRPGs. The only girl he could speak to casually his baby sister. The only girl he could date was Ai, because she was a lowly NPC and no one would take her seriously (and the conclusion to her story was carefully rewritten to pull her away from Yu early so he never had to reciprocate her feelings or reject them). All moments in the Velvet Room were in first person, with Yu silent, to make sure Margaret did all the talking, preventing Yu on expressing any thoughts on the Social Links he met. Margaret told Nanako that Yu was a manwhore/gigolo. Odd, since he "wasn't allowed" to say a sentence to a female more than 5 words long...
The King's Game scene...oh lord. The girls, drunk on "soda and atmosphere", took turns in Yu's lap (in game, the player chooses one girl but in this they took turns because of course.) All this and what did Yu do? He stared at the wall like a SWAG GARY STU BALLER! And he had to because God help us all if he turned his gaze, cracked a smile, blushed, got a boner or talked about the damned weather with one of the girls. What a perfect metaphor for the typical JRPG hero: a simultaneous virgin and chad. They also made my thoughtful, sensitive homie Yosuke bitter with envy over it for comedy. Ugh. So many lame, emotionless but still somehow sexy Shounen heroes flashed before my eyes in that moment. Yosuke's most important message about Persona wasn't in it. And that was for the best because the animation didn't rise to meet it.
7. Oh. So THAT'S what Persona is about
The original P4 inspired me to read classics like Dale Carnegie, What Women Want, The Art of the Gentleman and other books to boost my "stats" and grow my soul (okay, the Art of the Gentleman can be a bit goofy sometimes). The key takeaway is that women don't like guys. They like Men, and they have a truly clear, realistic and attainable image of what a man is. These books work. They are about empathy, not sleaze. I thought Persona was a statement on genuine relationships and the growth to meet them creating power, not the other way around. Something higher than all the sexist drivel. My image of Persona, and its messages, were shattered. I stopped playing JRPGs, became very selective of anime, and turned my eyes westward for gaming and storytelling for eight years (and I don’t regret a thing.) I later visited Japan, and my perception worsened. (More in the Conclusion)

8. In 2017, P5 did the unthinkable
In 2019 I purchased vanilla P5 because it was on a big sale. Deep down I was thinking "don't play that waifu @#$%, its beneath you, you remember how the P4 community was and how Atlus feeds it, don't do it" and it ultimately fell into my backlog because no characters grabbed me after the first dungeon and I got tired of the combat, which felt like I was paying SP to tollbooths in exchange for safe passage through the dungeon. I eventually picked it back up because of quarantine, mostly playing blind and discovered I missed a two year hype-train surrounding a certain ruby-eyed feminist angel who was the best written woman in the franchise, shattering the boundaries of the selfish, player-centered sex fantasy writing I didn't like about P4, bursting through the confines of her archetype, and too good for the game she was in, strengthening P5. I also discovered P5 was leagues above P4 in terms of narrative, characters, and use of its themes (See Analysis 1.) When I wasn't even finished with P5, I exactly what made her popular yet hated: they finally made a character with a sustained parental figure, independence from the player, and plot agency, and it was a WOMAN! Everything I wanted to see in Persona. Proof that Persona's harem elements don't work. And the higher quality writing of her intimate relationship with the hero sorta kinda maybe almost looked like a healthy relationship (and Royal made it even more mature!)
I was shocked. I played Control at the recommendation of a female friend and Persona fan, watched some Miyazaki movies, followed by Alita, to remind myself that Japan could do empowered women well. Women with not just physical or political power, but resiliency, a balanced emotional range, agency, family, and social circles...
I came to the internet after experiencing P5, late to the party and ready to praise Makoto like the majority, and what do I find but an all too familiar internet scene.

9. You have violated harem law! Sinner! Heathen! JEZEBEL!
People, likely all males, all waifu'd up, brains raging with oxytocin, pissing and moaning about how Makoto was "OP" and a "failure" of Atlus for having more lines (yes, people actually tallied up their lines), more character development, more plot relevance, more moments where she touched Joker and rabble-rabble-rabble. ("How dare this heathen be Sae's sister!") All storytelling is going to have disparity in character importance and relevance to the plot. And besides, if you left her alone all year she would still shine bright. Royal's new Valentine's Day, and the glaring disparity in quality of writing between the women is proof Atlus did not take each one seriously as a character because they can't, they shouldn't, and no one should.
Awww, I thought people wanted a FeMC. Here's a well written Main Character that is Female... No, they want a female self-insert so they can get some @#%^. Sometimes they don't even want that.
What mythical media can one consume where every line, cubic centimeter of proximity to the hero, and plot relevancy were meticulously calculated on a kitchen scale? Harem anime. Persona suffers in the gutter by continuing to be one.
If they're so pissy, why don't they go grab some tissues and lotion and go watch a laser-precise harem anime instead. They might not want to ask their family, friends or SO (if they've ever had one) to join them. And don't expect a satisfying ending. Just the eternal "horny hunt and chase."
Or they can go play Harvest Moon or Stardew Valley, where the players only able to date NPCs. NPCs sealed in the biggest, most impenetrable bubble of them all. It would provide that oh so precious harem balance they want. It would also be boring as @#%$, and they'll come crawling back to Persona. But darn, there's a filthy evil well written heroine in it. Guess there's always Conception II...

10. The other harem law: purity and availability (WARNING: very disturbing and subjective.)
Japanese entertainment has a virginity fetish (but only for women, of course.) Pop idols, actresses, and even fictional characters must be both pure and sexually available to be marketable. A total Madonna-Whore complex.
In P4G, if Yu hangs out with Rise in the cabin, Teddie misinterprets them being alone and shouts "stop! You're threatening your career!" And if Joker dates Ann, she must keep it a secret to protect her career. Female entertainers must sign contracts that forbid them from dating. That's the reason why.
I was expecting Ann to be like Rise and I was quite ready to hate her. She turned out to be fantastic. It was so thematic when she and her frenemy revealed their disgust for each other and celebrated with a pose competition that would make the Pillar Men tremble. She is my second favorite woman in P5.
But I can't help but forget something. Or someone. Hmm...what was it? Oh, right, that one girl! The one who attempted suicide, Shiho! Persona never did a good job of getting us to care for lowly NPCs who weren't confidants, and the characters of both Ann and Shiho suffer for it. I believe that if P5 were written in the west, Shiho would not have existed, and Ann would have been the victim. The conversations on pedophilia and Japan's misogynistic streak would be on as difficult and thoughtful levels as Makoto's war on the bar hosts.
That would never fly in a JRPG Dating Sim hybrid, because Ann would then be unfit to touch Joker. And if you think that's a double standard because Joker can sex adults who are not virgins, you're catching on quickly.
I’m also of the opinion that this is why Shiho disappears and Ann has such a tiny arc, instead of them getting more scenes in the hospital, physical therapy, or even tackling the industry they work in. Because Shiho and Ann’s turmoil hits a little bit too close to home for a self-insert harem game. The key demographic for Persona doesn’t want to discuss these issues. In Japan, Ann is the least popular girl in Persona 5, and these issues they don't want to look at would have made her better, and taught them something.

11. Conclusion - Persona and Atlus are too good for this now.
Persona 5 (well, Vanilla P5) is a timely and thoughtful statement on so many things, including the pain of fighting conformity and complacency, and shedding the need for validation, approval, or love from people who don't care about you. But it’s not a healthy story about intimate relationships, because that is mutually exclusive to a harem. Atlus is painted in a corner of their own making, protecting players' hit of oxytocin from the dating sim elements, yet turning around saying "leave us alone, this is a story about generic anime friendship, not relationships."
They didn't have to make Persona a sexed-up harem game. The alternative could have been making Persona a nice, clean sexless story like Pokemon. But they played the sex card, and they played it poorly and tastelessly. Persona has the "hunt," and a very quick "catch," but it leaves out the "relationship" and the consequences and struggles involved. When you watch the animes and play the side-games, you see what happens when they enter Pokemon-Mode yet try to keep the fanservice, dancing on eggshells to make everyone happy: a trashy, poorly animated harem anime that makes no one happy.
Atlus wants to keep their most ravenous community addicted, and that same community wants to keep Atlus afraid. They feed each other, and the fact that the player can now be a teenager having sex with grown women means that its escalating. Persona attracts a mature audience, and instead of writing relationships that are mature (save one,) their idea to attract and maintain a mature audience was "let them @#$& adults." Some players' idea of Royal improving upon P5 were "let me #### Sae, let me #### Shiho."
The quality of their writing is getting better, yet their fanservice is getting worse.
Persona, and for that matter, most JRPGs, teach young men that if they're attractive enough, they can strut around with a collared shirt in silence while girls will flock to them. That the secret to relationships is to "be attractive and perfect." That women are vending machines men feed with attention and gifts until sex comes out. As someone once told me, its how Nice Guys are born "b-b-b-b-but it worked in the anime!" Japan's marriage rates are in the toilet, and for that matter, they are in the west too, and its not the fault of women. Shinzo Abe tried to shame Japan's unmarried women and it didn't turn out well for him. As Catherine puts it "Love is Over."
I've seen the human trafficking in the streets of Tokyo that killed daddy Nijima. I've been to the real Akihabara and walked through an eight story building filled with porn and toys (some classy, many grotesque). Japanese men created a culture that isn't afraid to replace women with sex robots and dating sims, instead of looking inward saying "maybe we are the problem." Their population is slowly shrinking because they don't want to face the economic and social issues that Persona 5 discusses (and the harem nonsense perpetuates.)
Close your eyes and picture it. A pair of well written, fully named, fully voiced, male and female protagonists, each with a mom, a dad, and a personality, and distinctive social circles, fighting side by side, while teaching the player relationship issues like communication, boundaries, commitment ethic and jealousy in the real world. Even better, letting the player play as the boy or the girl, getting both of their perspectives. A story where “I like you” is a beginning, not an ending. A story where women have options other than one hero. Doesn't that sound nicer than a selfish harem fantasy? Doesn't that make sense for a teenage slice-of-life story? Doesn't that sound like something you wouldn't mind playing with your loved ones watching? Doesn't that sound like something Persona, Japan, the west, and gaming desperately need?
Games and entertainment media in general need better, healthier stories about relationships in them. Catherine shows that Atlus can do it. If only they had shed the cheap thrills to do so. There is an invisible point in between a sexless children's shounen show like Pokemon and at the opposite spectrum, a sexed-up harem anime or game. In that point, is where healthy relationship stories lie, and men need them more than they think they do.
I'd say I'm sorry if I ruined JRPGs, and the anime you may have watched in the past...but that would be a lie. @#$& that drivel. I'll be happy if I got just one young person thinking more critically about the behavior of boys and girls in a Japanese work that they like, and the culture that created it.
Persona may have an M rating, but it sure needs to grow up.
Side Note: The West does this too, and its still gross.
Someone very thoughtful jogged my memory and made me realize that the west does this stuff too. There was once a show I almost started watching: Supernatural. A television show about two handsome brothers who drive around America, hunting demons. The show was praised for its style and world building. But long-term fans of the show were complaining about something. The brothers took on lovers that were getting killed left and right. Why? Because the ravenous fanbase wanted these two sexy brothers @#%$ing. And the show surrendered to them. There was nothing explicit, but the brothers began squabbling like an old married couple. They, and their sexuality, now "belonged to the fans" at the show's expense. Having immense discomfort at this kind of "possessive sexuality," I decided not to watch it.
Analysis 1 - How Persona 5 turned what I expected upside down
Analysis 2 - The Heroine in a Harem: What makes Makoto such a powerful, beloved and groundbreaking character
Analysis 4 - Techniques and Reading Lists to Make You a Gentleman Thief or Femme Fatale!
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These are three recent stories, as all things comes in threes, that I have written on prompts/threads that not many people read. They are, in my opinion, still perfectly worthwhile stories. I hope that you, dear reader, will enjoy them. Links to the original threads will be found below the stories.
The Voice That Heals.
There is a voice, from whence it comes and from which throat it comes from is not really important. If you need a face, imagine the sort of woman you don't see on television. Because how could something so crude ever show her liveliness, her warmth, the sheer and utter vitality of her? And how could the primitive sound from speakers capture her voice?
It was a voice born to sing, a voice in which you could get lost, a voice smooth like satin, and soft like velour. Where it goes, the music follows, when the woman with that voice walks around, and sings, the birds are her choir. And everyone who hears this voice, a voice so like unto a perfect angel's, all of whom are touched by it is given a gift.
When the voice, and its sweet, and yet somewhat melancholic tones reaches the ears of an elderly couple, sitting on a bench in the park, they are given a gift. The woman has forgotten much, she barely remembers her name, her husband, or anything much. Her husband takes her out to walk the same paths that they once in gentle moonlight strolled, when they were both young, dancing in the night, whispering the most genuine love to each other. But as they hear that sound, for a brief moment, inside of the woman, who has forgotten nearly everything, the faint embers of memory become a blazing inferno, and with sudden clarity, she remembers everything. She embraces her husband, and offers him a dance, like they had when they were still young. Slowly, lovingly, and tenderly, they rekindle, if only for a brief moment in a lifetime of experiences, their true and eternal love.
The voice moves on, but for a time, she will remember. And they will dance.
The voice, and the tender, loving, and motherly tone it brings forth, reaches the ear of a child. A boy who sits silently on the swing in the park. A boy who speaks little now. A boy who has lost so much, and yet for a moment, he can feel her again. The tender hug of his mother, as the voice calls her forth to him, so that this child, stricken by grief, may have the opportunity to say goodbye, to tell his mother how much he loved her. For at the end of her ailment, she was not capable of hearing him. There was nothing to hear him then. But now, they can play for one last day together.
When the voice reaches the ear of the broken woman, she feels the weight she carries lift away from her shoulders. The tone of pride, and sweet sorrow, touches her where she thought all had been burned out. And she lets go, if only for a moment, of the ghosts haunting her, of her brethren in arms, who died so meaninglessly on far distant shores. She no longer feels the guilt of the survivor, the sting of seeing the widows and the children robbed of their beloved, while she lived. It lifts her up, and embraces her, telling her that it wasn't her fault, and for the first time in the eternity she has spent ruminating on their deaths, she believes it.
A man and his dog, struggling with that horrible choice, are soothed, and come to understand each other, by the sound of the voice. The song of life showing to them exactly how the other feels. The dog comes to see how much her owner truly loves her, and he comes to understand how much in pain she is, and how she will not blame him for what has happened. And for what he must do. For even in her pain, she loves him, and is happy to have spent fourteen years by his side. She accepts what must be done, and he does too. It is for the best, to end the pain now, before it becomes unbearable. And together, without sorrow, they celebrate their last day as best friends. All pain is gone, all sorrow is lifted, as man and dog can finally understand one another.
And the song of that angelic voice continues along the unbeaten paths, the birds of the forests following along, a song old as nature itself, a voice clear as ice and as welcome as the dawn. Everyone who hears it, are granted a truly special gift.
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The Unseen Man.
I feel as if sometimes I am nothing more, than a phantom. Something made from smoke and mirrors. Drifting invisibly through the world, unknown and unseen. Others see me only when I see them. So to merely close my eyes makes them see right past me, and in some part of their minds they know I was standing there, but they don't question it. When I don't see them, they don't seem to be able to acknowledge my existence as more than a hazy blur, my voice like the echos of the ancient dead, my face like an empty mask. They walk past me when I am at the parties, they ignore me when I sleep in the White House, and they do not seem to ever find it strange when I haunt their abodes.
Because I walk unseen, I can dress as I please. But feeling like a spectre, I make the choice to walk in elaborate costumes depicting ancient ages; plague doctors, medieval knights, Roman Centurions, monks, and many others. So that when I see them, and they see me, they are astonished and try to call security, only for me to close my eyes, or turn away, making me vanish from their sight. And so they experience a close encounter with what must surely have been a ghost. It is possible for them to remember me with clarity, but usually it is quite hazy and difficult for them. Many ghosthunters have sought me, which is always amusing, and found to their horror that an actual ghost, or at least something quite like it, is chasing them, instead of the usual cheap effects and fake sounds.
Some would've used this power to become the greatest thief, some might have used it to become the greatest killer in history, some might have used it to become an amazing spy. But I merely use it to live. I walk into the homes of the idle rich, and mess with them by rearranging their furniture, eating their food, and flushing their drugs down the toilet. I go into secret or forbidden places like Area 51 or the parts of the Vatican Archives forbidden to outsiders. Turns out that aliens certainly do exist, and that there is a secret Bible written only a few decades after the birth of Christ. I met an immortal man imprisoned deep beneath a secret prison within the Russian Federation, who called himself Rasputin. His chains were made of manganese bronze alloy, and his heart had been removed from his body and buried at the bottom of the Kola Superdeep Borehole, a total of 12,262 meters beneath the surface of the Earth.
Sometimes when haunting places I find evidence of serious crimes, in which case I alert the cops. They raid the place, and I quietly walk out. Nobody notices me, as I tend to look down at my shoes when awkwardly leaving some wealthy miscreant's manor. No human being can see me, if I do not let them, so getting past the police is no trouble. Some animals can see me though. Or at least notice me. Dogs can only see me when I see them, but they can smell me. Cats don't care about the fact that I am invisible and notice me anyway. Birds seem unaffected as well. This is why sometimes people's cats stare into the void, why dogs bark at nothing, or who the birds talk to in the middle of the night. It's me. I'm here. I don't see you, you don't see me. You don't see me unless I want you to. But you needn't be worried about me. I'm just reading your diary, looking into your computer files, beating your high scores.
I'll be gone again soon enough, for when I can no longer see you, you won't ever see me again. And perhaps you won't even remember seeing me. Perhaps I'm just that little movement out of the corner of your eye. Perhaps you might see me in the mirror, only to turn around and find that nothing is there. Don't worry. I just looked away. I'll be going soon anyway. I've played your games, and seen your secrets. I'll leave payment for my visit in your vallet which you'll rationalise as having forgotten you had. I'll go somewhere different next.
Perhaps I'll go and see the Queen. Or take a tour of the Louvre after dark again. Maybe I'll walk into a dictatorship somewhere and free all the political prisoners. Whatever I'll do, it'll be a completely and utterly free and undetected action. I am but smoke and mirrors, a phantom, seen only when I see you. And I can go wherever I please, and do exactly as I want.
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The Child of All Seasons
She had been a friend of the fae. One who had come to them willingly, not lured, not for any reasons, merely to meet them, and she became a beloved friend of the Four Queens. They had enjoyed her visits, loved hearing from her about the mundane world, they had danced with her, helped her, even visited the mortal world with her. She had showed them all kindness and friendship, and they had loved her as a sister, treating her almost as a fifth queen.
But one day, she had come to the fae court, wounded. Dying. The Queens were horrified. They learned from her who had done this to her, and while Spring and Summer tended to their dying friend, Autumn and Winter had gone hunting. The man who had done it, a scheming, greedy, petty man, had been shown a fate worse than death, worse than any that the human race could ever imagine, a fate only capable of being dreamt by minds old as the world itself.
But she was still dying. Their friend was only holding on, because of the child. She had been heavily pregnant when attacked, and the stress placed on her body had caused her to go into labour. Around her, blood-soaked Winter held vigil, while young Spring tended to her wounds, Summer helping her to keep awake, and Autumn acting as the Midwife. After a long dark night, a beautiful baby girl was born.
But the child's mother, only lived a few brief moments, pausing only to see her child's face, and to ask her friends to care for the child, to raise the girl for her, as she could not. The Four Queens debated over this, and agreed to raise her as one. Each would care for the child for one season of the year, and teach it, raise it, love it. For it was the progeny of their friend, and they had all loved her. And that loved was given to her child.
When the girl was in the care of the Queen of Spring, youngest and most energetic of the Queens, the girl would run with the wild animals of the fae realm, she would dance in the fresh meadows. She learned how to speak with the birds of the forest, and swam with the otters. She learned the deep, slow songs of the ancient forests, forests with memories long enough to remember the world before the coming of man. In that green and airy court, she was loved.
When the girl was in the care of the Queen of Summer, mature, vibrant, strong, she would dance in the ballrooms. She would walk in the fae gardens, and learn of the properties of plants, how they can be used, she learned how to brew moonlight into fairy wine, and how to cure ailments with the herbs and plants of the wild. She learned the proper ways to walk, to talk, to act, and how to understand the hidden hearts of others. In that growing and wise court, she was loved.
When the girl was in the care of the Queen of Autumn, wise and melancholic, she learned the hidden powers of fae magic. She was taught the ways of midwifery, as had once been passed down from mother to daughter in the mortal world, until the world changed, leaving the old ways behind. She was taught how to converse with the crows and ravens, and other birds that do not sing, but whisper secret stories, and endless intrigues. She learned the proper ways to care for the dead, to bury them in ways that would keep them at peace. And in that shadowy and secretive court, she was loved.
When she was in the care of the Queen of Winter, she learned how to fight. In the court of Winter, there is survival, there is hardship, and there are many in that court who would challenge you to fight, for the sake of hierarchy. Here she learned the dance of the sword, the song of the bow, and the path of the axe. Here she was taught to hunt and to kill, to become a warrior unmatched by any mortal in skill. And there, in the desolate and icy court of Winter, she was loved.
The Girl, called by some the Princess of the Seasons, grew, until she became a young woman, and though she could make the choice where to live, she kept going from court to court, learning the ways and the secrets of each of them. And one day, when she had been in the realm of the fae for 21 mortal years, as she ran with the wild animals during Spring, she came upon something unusual.
A man. Old and grey. Yet strong, wiry. Like a man who has fought constantly for decades. A man who would have seemed at home in the Court of Winter, for he looked a brute like the savage fae found there. Shocked, like a deer in the headlights, she did not flee when the animals around her did. She did not flee when the man came to her. He looked ancient, broken even.
And his voice was raspy and graven. ''Finally, I've found you!'' The young woman took a few steps back. ''And who might you be?'' The man looked at her. ''You look just like her, you look just like your mother.'' Her eyes widened in surprise. ''Who are you to claim to have known my mother?'' The man walked closer, and that was closer than she liked. ''Your father. The fae must have stolen you. Must have taken you from your mother, but please believe me, I am your father.'' She looked him up and down, and noticed his eyes, amber like her own. ''Come, there is not much time, we must leave now, or you'll never get to come home.'' He reached out, but with grace and agility she jumped back.
''My father you may be, but these woods are my home. My mother was not taken, she came here of her own free will. Wounded and dying, she left me in the care of her oldest friends, the women who raised me, the Four Queens of the Seasonal Courts of the Fae. All my life I have been here, all my life I have known only this land. The mortal world holds nothing for me.''
The man scowled, and started to run towards, she ran from him. While being chased, she took up her hunting horn, and into it, blew a warning signal, calling for aid. And soon, the Queens were coming. What a sight, the Queens atop their immortal steeds, followed by the warriors of their court, riding stags, wolves, and stranger things than anyone in the mortal world has ever seen. They captured the man, with no effort. And were about to kill him, yet the young girl, the proverbial princess, asked for mercy. Instead, he was cast out of the Fae realms, and told never to return there, where life lasts forever, and the magic never faded.
The girl wondered, if perhaps she should have at least tried to see the mortal realm, but she had experienced such tremendous wonders in this realm, raised with genuine love, that the mortal world would never be her home. Never hold any true attraction to her heart. Besides, being raised there, her soul was no longer merely human, it had taken on character and appearance of one of the Fae. Today, one might still find a human-looking young woman in the courts of the Fae. Never ageing, always young and happy. Always learning more, always experiencing new galleries of wonders, every single day.
What mortal human life can hold but a candle to the blazing star that was hers?
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2020.04.01 11:27 peevee555 Toilet spy mature

This is not a letter or a statement. This piece does not have any intention of putting someone down, venting, ranting, opposing or supporting any religious, political or social views. Think of it as another piece of art/literature put out by a quarantined citizen of the world during the coronavirus. Just the start of this piece has given me a sense of realisation of how miniscule my opinions and I are, hence I will talk only specifically of things I have witnessed in the city; more specifically the area where I live. Once again, I do not have any ill intentions. I hope you enjoy reading this just as a slice of humour birthed from my head or as a small part of the history which you’ll can look back on years from now, if you make it out alive, obviously. Usually takes me a few drinks to get the thought process flowing, but this one is being done completely sober, so please bear with me. Be nice!
On Sunday, 22nd March 2020, we Indians observed a day in history which we will have to talk about years from now. A day we must’ve seen together for the first time since the Emergency. While the world stood together to fight of a virus that at the moment is being compared to something that is symbolising the end of the world, India was dealing with another situation. Women clicking selfies and telling each other how pretty they are, because why not? India has finally given women a platform after years of oppression, how dare COVID-19 steal the spotlight from feminism! Women together are struggling to fight COVID-19 from stealing their thunder by posting Instagram stories and tagging other women encouraging them to do the same! If that’s not enough, people are now drawing fuckin fruits and vegetables on their stories! Take it easy guys, Modi clearly said essential services are still open, food included… you hungry little bastards.
Coming back to the point; on Friday 20th March our Honourable Prime Minister, Sri Narendra Modi spoke to the nation at 8pm, telling us to keep our spirits high and that we would get through this situation together. First thoughts? – Great! Now give us the antidote? Some kind of research statistics? Tell us how close we are from winning this fight? Or how far? Alright, just tell us how much money you’ve allocated to fight this virus? Any emergency hospitals? New quarantine zones? Taskforce establishment for medical check ups? Oh! Janta Curfew? Okay that works too. Oh… only from 7am-9pm on Sunday. Enforced by the law? Okay so let me get this straight, Mr. Modi, the man with a plan, you have asked 1.3 billion people to stay at home on a Sunday for 14 hours? That’s the solution? OH! My bad I should’ve let you complete, while we stay home, we have to come to our windows, balconies, terraces and doors to clap, ring bells and bang vessels for the noble people who are working during the time of the virus to fight it as well as maintain the structure of our nation by not bringing it to a complete halt? What a noble man you are! I’d like to come to my window and clap for you right now. Thank you for this. We as a nation, needed to come together and be made a fool off because you are not satisfied by the fool’s we made of ourselves during the last election?
Basically, we, the citizens of India, have been urged and requested to stay indoors on Sunday for our well-being. This curfew is by the people, for the people (where have I heard this before?) giving it the name, ‘Janta Curfew’, but our prime minister has requested the police help enforce this ‘voluntary’ curfew by making sure people aren’t roaming around in public. Well said Mr. Modi, good choice of words. Is there anything you can’t sell?
Coming to the fateful Sunday, it was almost like any other Sunday… for me. On waking up and going to my balcony, I realised; it wasn’t like any other Sunday. The streets were empty. Clean. There was no construction sound, there was no smoke in the air, there weren’t people begging on the streets (I mean, who’d they beg to anyway!) the sea seemed more… blue. The only sounds I could hear at 11:30am were the birds, the strong breeze blowing through my hair and for the first time during the day, my thoughts! I knew just then., it truly was a historic moment. Seeing pictures and videos from various places around the city and listening to the people who complained about the city and wanted to move away, smiling and proudly putting up pictures of the city made me feel humoured. They finally saw what I saw. The beauty of my city. It truly has potential. Nothing less than California or New York. I was glad the city could finally breathe, be loved and looked after. Under the dirt, pollution, garbage, filthy people and traffic; the city looks like art. Of course, the faults of this city are what gives it more character compared to the rest; and I love it, even with all its faults. I’ll save this thought for another piece though.
I walked out of my balcony and towards my living room where my breakfast had been served (yeah, privilege, I know…) surprisingly I see my family getting together and assembling. Family meeting? No, that was scheduled for when something went wrong? Intervention for my sleep schedule? No, they know I snap in the morning, they wouldn’t risk it…Well I’m not going to be hypocrite and hide things about myself so here goes; my family had a little meeting scheduled. It was a get-together with the gods. It was serious. My family; led by grandfather, willingly or out of respect, had decided to have a sit down with the gods. As you can see, I’m not a big fan of the men above us and I chose to not partake in the conference my family was having. They prayed, chanted and rang bells well I enjoyed the serenity in my balcony. If the virus is taken care off by tomorrow, you know who to thank.
At 4:45pm I realised what today was about, it was about clapping from our windows! I put off the movie I was watching, washed up and looked myself in the mirror. For some reason I was nervous. Why? I didn’t have to perform. I didn’t have to give a speech, interview or pose for photograph. So why the stage fright? Through some internalisation I realised it was just performance anxiety. Not for myself, but the others. Our democratic nation has never been on the same page and in agreement about anything. Was it going to be just my Modi supporting family cheering from the windows? Maybe that’s what I was nervous about?
At precisely 4:55pm I realised what was happening. Just like Indian men, the people got a little too excited a little too soon (pre-mature…) resulting in the noise going off sooner than expected. We started clapping 5 minutes earlier than decided and lasted a whole 20 minutes. That’s 15 minutes more than expected (unlike the Indian men) in this timespan, I noticed a few amusing things.
Alcohol was still sold. Fewer drunk men on the street, nonetheless, they were present. How and where they got it from? Come on! You can’t stop the sale of something this valuable to us! It doesn’t work in Gujarat, what makes you think Mumbai will allow it, even for 14 hours? We can do without bread, butter, milk, eggs, sanitiser and toilet paper, but not our drinks. You can take Mumbai out of the drunk, but not the drunk out of Mumbai! Other than the random hooligans sitting on road, drinking and hurling abuses at coronavirus (man I wish I was that drunk) I saw people in my building drinking as well! I spied with my little eyes (well they’re big actually) a few people had a little get together at a flat 2 floors below mine, the older men sat on the window and enjoyed their drinks while obviously discussing religion and politics, I assumed. Or maybe they discussed how they could’ve had a better solution compared to the Curfew (don’t we all feel like that).
Looking back at the street I saw the policemen had suddenly come onto the streets. After sitting in hiding, avoiding work the entire day, they’ve jumped out and are now grabbing their only opportunity of being appreciated. As Mercedes and BMWs passed by, the happy cops waved out at them, but we all know how much our cops hate people on bikes! As soon as one passed by, the police gathered together to stop him, lecture him, threaten to hit him and then sent him back his way, while people still clapped at their windows and cars passed by, waving at them. The patrol bikes started moving around on the street like they had imposed the curfew themselves. It almost felt like Republic Day. Riding with one arm and waving out to us with the other. Thank you Shahrukh Khan for making it every Indians dream to wave out to the public! And thank you Honourable Prime Minister; for fulfilling the dreams of these hardworking, underpaid men.
While we stood like fools at our windows creating a commotion after a complete Day of Silence, I saw the birds fluttering away because they had no where to sit. The dogs were running around wild on the street, I’m sure they must’ve wondered how Diwali came early this year (but so do all Indian men…. Ok ill stop, I’m an Indian man too, after all) We did well up until 5pm.
Once again, after some conversations with a very intellectual individual (that being myself) i noticed the brighter side, I think we all got a taste of togetherness. We haven’t been this united since 1947. It may have been for a whimsical activity but we still stood together. We came out. We showed up. We stood for what we believed in. We contributed in whatever small way we felt was right. This happened all over our country today. Like I said, this isn’t being written to bash anyone, but maybe it can be seen as a thank you. Thank you for making us believe in ourselves. Thank you for bringing us together. Thank you to everyone who came and showed up and did what they felt was right. This is the first step. Now that we have a taste of unity, now that we know that we can come together in times of struggle to support one another, lets stick by it. Let’s grow and change ourselves. Let’s stand together and deal with issues that need to be dealt with; not as a class, community, gender or religion but as a nation.
Today, I clap for you. For each and every person that came out to their windows, even if it was just to watch. You are the future.
Until the next apocalypse.
Humorously yours,
An Indian Citizen.
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2019.09.15 00:58 mialbowy Identity

Sam is just the cutest guy. Some might call him effeminate, but I would say he’s gentle. His soft voice, the pitch not overly deep yet still a man’s. His tall and slender body. Even though we don’t have to wear uniforms at university, his usual cotton trousers (charcoal coloured), white buttoned shirt, and navy blue woollen jumper could easily be a school uniform. Both his clothes and body together make him almost seem like a butler, a calm and pleasant person who would take my hand and lead me to the bedroom—um, dining room. His long brown hair is always swept up into a neat ponytail that suits him so well. His eyes are always warm, his nose thin and a bit small, lips maybe a touch plump and yet I wonder if that’s only to tease me, looking as if swollen from a kiss that went on too long. That’s probably my imagination getting the better of me.
Anyway, that’s what I used to think before I really knew Sam.
It all started after I confessed to Sam and got turned down. I expected that. We’d only been attending college for the last couple of months and only had one class in common. Eighteen years old, I wasn’t some head-in-the-clouds romantic. I knew he knew he had a bunch of fans. But he was guarded, friendly and always smiling and yet often alone (or was alone only to be accosted). There wasn’t really a way for me to get close to him, so I went for broke. It wasn’t like I’d lose anything if he turned me down.
Well, it still stung, and I went through some friend-therapy, moping about it the evening after in group chats. Then I got over it, coming to class and smiling back at him like before. Even if he wouldn’t be my boyfriend, I could still bask in his glow, just looking at him enough to nourish my soul.
Ah, those were good times.
That weekend, or maybe the weekend after, I was going to spend the day at a nearby town. Shopping, McDonald’s—a bit of a treat. So I waited for the bus near my home and hopped on, swiped my bus card, finding a seat towards the back. A short trip later, I hopped off in the centre of town.
And I saw a stranger that looked awfully familiar. She was a girl—a young woman. Tall, slim. Brunette, her hair fell in loose curls over her shoulders. Maybe a model. But she felt more familiar than that, and my gaze must have attracted her attention because she looked back at me.
Those lips!
“She” smiled politely as I walked over. “Sam?” I asked.
“I think you’re mistaken.”
Except, that was definitely Sam’s voice, only a bit higher. “No, no, you’re definitely Sam. What are you doing dressed like that?”
“She” giggled, covering her mouth like a real lady. “Oh my. Since you’ve seen me like this, I suppose I need to silence you now.”
“W-what?” I asked, taking a step back.
The pretence gone, he drew closer to me, his eyes growing to fill my vision, and I felt every word as his breath tickled my lips. “You asked me out, didn’t you? I guess I’ll change my answer.”
“What?” I exclaimed.
Somehow, that was more shocking than being told I needed to be silenced.
“If you’re my girlfriend, there’s no way you could tell everyone about this, right?” he said, his gentle smile sickly sweet.
It didn’t take me long to understand what he was saying, but it took me a minute to accept it. In that time, he’d already taken me by the hand and tugged me over to the first shop—a shoe shop. Well, I couldn’t say he was half-hearted about cross-dressing. He knew all the different types of shoes and gushed over ones he liked and picked out some to try on. His feet looked almost delicate, still larger than most girls and yet they had a nice shape, and I noticed then how smooth his legs were, maybe even waxed. As if all that wasn’t enough, he’d even painted his toenails a pale blue to match his dress.
Oh, his outfit. I have a picture of it since he took a selfie of us together at the end of the “date”. So he wore a dress down to his knees, tied at the waist with a white belt; on top, a cream coloured cardigan. His pumps and handbag matched his dress. It was a bit light for winter, but I remember his hand feeling warm, so I guess he was fine. I didn’t notice at the time, but he even had makeup on, softening the features of his face and drawing attention to his lips—no wonder I noticed them.
Back to the story, it was fine while he was just having fun, but then he showed he really was a pervert. That is, I’m not just calling him a pervert because of the cross-dressing. Once he’d finished trying on his shoes, he turned to me and, well….
“These’ll look so good on you,” he said, slipping off one of my shoes before I realised what was happening.
I pulled back my foot, embarrassed, the chill I felt not entirely from my socks being exposed to the cold air. “W-what are you doing?” I loudly whispered.
He giggled, looking and sounding far cuter than he had any right to. It was almost painful as I felt like I had somehow lost to him as a woman, you know? If we were stood next to each other while a bunch of contestants had to say which of us was secretly a man, he seriously would have won.
“You’re too slow, so I’ll help. That’s fine, right?” he said like it was entirely natural.
“I’ll do it myself!”
He offered me the shoe and a smile, and I naively fell for it. No sooner had I taken the shoe than he groped my foot, his grip firm, thumbs pressing into the sole. “Oh no, you’re really not looking after your feet. Don’t you massage them in the bath?”
“I shower,” I replied automatically, and then I caught up. “Hey! Let go already.”
As sternly as I had tried to say that, his touch was ticklish, my words having the strength of a feather. He didn’t let up, going about his “massage” and working all the way up to my ankles.
“You want me to stop?” he asked.
“Yes,” I whispered, glancing at the people around us who were almost interested enough to see what the commotion was.
He sighed, his dejected expression far too adorable. “Fine.”
Just like that he stopped. I let out a relieved breath, and then I realised, well, I hadn’t hated it, exactly. It kind of surprised me, and he hadn’t asked first, so of course I wanted him to stop. Even if we were “dating”, he wasn’t allowed to touch me however he wanted to. I needed to make sure he knew.
“You have to ask before you do something like that,” I told him.
“I do? Even though we’re both girls out shopping together?” he asked.
Pouting at him, I looked for the words to explain it. “Everyone has their boundaries, okay? And we’re not close yet. It’s, like, I’m not gonna pick out underwear with someone I barely know.”
I was going to regret saying that, but not for a while.
“So if we hang out more, then I can massage your feet?”
“No! You, you pervert, stop thinking about my feet,” I said, only getting more flustered after everything he said.
As if he didn’t hear, I saw his gaze fall on my other foot. At first, I glared at him, but my resolve only became weaker with time, his pitiful look a more powerful weapon than any man should have—especially a pervert.
Well, I didn’t hate it.
“Just this once,” I muttered. Immediately, his sadness was swept away by a natural smile, my shoe seemingly falling off just from that. “Because you’ve already done the other one, to balance it out,” I mumbled, more to convince myself now I’d seen his reaction that clearly showed he was taking advantage of me.
But it did feel good, since I had properly consented to it.
Lost to the massage for a long few seconds, I then suddenly remembered we weren’t alone, and we were certainly the target of many glances. Putting my pathetic acting skills to the test, I awkwardly smiled and said, “Ah, thanks, my foot cramps are feeling much better.”
While I was feeling pleased with myself for such quick thinking, he kissed my foot.
He kissed my foot!
Without thinking, I slapped the top of his head. It wasn’t as hard as I could, but it wasn’t exactly light, making a very audible thump-ish sound. And then he sniffled.
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry,” I whispered, stroking the spot I’d hit. “You surprised me so I just—wait a second, why did you kiss my foot?”
Remembering what had happened first, I turned it about on him. He had the decency to look contrite, but I knew he hadn’t learnt his lesson—definitely a pervert through and through.
The rest of the shop visit went without any other issues. Maybe as an apology, he bought the pair of shoes he picked out for me, which were honestly cute. Next, he took us to a coffee shop and treated me to lunch.
It was strange. I had to keep reminding myself he was a man, constantly falling for his pretty looks and girly voice. How he held himself, how he smiled, how he drank—it all seemed so authentic. Dressing up as a girl was something that he could have done with help. That acting, though, was something learned, practised.
Such a ferocious enemy, I had to keep up my guard in case he made an outrageous request. My poor foot hadn’t recovered from that kiss, even though there had been my stockings in the way.
In the end, nothing else happened, really. He just chatted with me like we were two girl friends and took a selfie of us together, and then we said our goodbyes—he didn’t go for a kiss on the cheek, or a hug. Troublesome thoughts followed me all the way home and, by the next morning, I was ready to chalk it all up as a dream if not for him sending me the selfie from his number.
Still, I eventually thought that that was it. I wasn’t going to gossip about his “hobby” anyway, so I was ready to lock up that memory in the back of my head.
Yet, even if I thought that, I didn’t delete the picture he’d sent. He really did make a cute girl, and I normally would have hated being put beside such a cute girl when I was only at like sixty per cent power. Ah, but he looked more like a young woman. I was still self-conscious about that, always thinking I looked childish in pictures even when trying to dress maturely. That was another reason to delete it, but I still didn’t.
Well, I wouldn’t know why for a long time, so I won’t say any more for now.
Back at college on Monday, the schedules meant I didn’t often get to see people who weren’t taking the same classes as me. Sam and I only had one in common, and that wasn’t until Wednesday, so I didn’t think I’d run into him until then.
Of course, I was wrong.
Sitting in the SU lounge, I was re-reading the printout in the free hour I had between lessons, making sure the piece was fresh in my mind even after reading it the night before. I’d made it to this point in my education through hard work rather than natural talent; though, my friends often said that working hard was my talent. Think whatever you want, I was still an average student who only hoped to get through university.
With my focus on reading, I paid no attention to my surroundings. That was fatal.
“Ah, I didn’t know you’d be here,” Sam said, sitting right next to me and looping his arm around my shoulder.
I froze.
“Can you send me a copy of your timetable and I’ll send you mine? That way, we can meet up when we’re both free, right?”
Slowly turning to the side, I faced him and his brilliant smile. It nearly blinded me. Unable to put a thought together, I simply said, “Okay?”
He squeezed me, like a side-by-side hug sorta thing. “Oh, I’m not interrupting your studying, am I? I like that diligent part of you.”
I half-heartedly smiled at him, almost begging him to please start making some sense.
As if to spite me, he leant in, and my heart traitorously beat fast with excitement, utterly convinced he would kiss me. But he only rested his forehead against mine, his skin cold from the outside. “We shouldn’t, not in front of everyone,” he whispered, yet it was the kind of whisper that everyone heard.
And my heart basically exploded right then as I realising he was doing this in front of at least ten other people, maybe twenty (I hadn’t been keeping track of everyone coming and going). Some of them might have even known me, waiting here for the class. His face so close to mine, the people no doubt staring at us—they both compounded together and crushed my embarrassment into a high-pitched, “Ah?”
He enjoyed that sound of anguish far too much, his eyes glittering and smile smirkful.
The hurricane he was, he moved back and gently picked up my hand, holding it as he said his goodbye, and then left. That utter prat, perverted feet molester (well, foot molester), no-good coward actually just ran off after making such a scene.
For the rest of the day and the next couple of days, my life was one “Oh my god / gosh” after another as my friends sought me out, sent me messages, somehow the rumour spreading. I was pretty moderate with my social media use, but I had to stay up late to finish the overlapping conversations that followed the usual “I thought he turned you down?” to “How far have you two gone?” and all the steps between. With no help coming from him, I made up a story about us meeting in town and having a chat and things just clicking.
Then Sam and I kinda started dating. We’d hang out on campus, eating lunch together, and maybe went to a coffee shop after school. But it was strange. I’d dated a couple of boys before, so I knew what dating meant. My old school, it wasn’t a sheltered school made up of posh kids who blushed at holding hands, but we didn’t have pregnancy scares. Well, only a few I heard of in the seven years I was there. Anyway, dating meant snogging, maybe a bit of heavy petting as you got older. My first boyfriend was in year eight, not long after I turned thirteen, and I didn’t let him get any further than a bit of groping; year eleven, I got together with another boy for most of the year, but I didn’t like how he tried to pressure me and broke things off. I wasn’t some game, grinding love points until I spread my legs.
That kind of dating wasn’t what I did with Sam. He was a bit clingy at college, sitting right next to me, but we hadn’t even kissed. Since that first day (on campus, not in town), he hadn’t even come close to kissing me.
Honestly, it started to piss me off. How can he say I’m his girlfriend if he won’t even kiss me, you know? I knew that, to him, this was just to protect his secret. Mutually assured destruction. But I also felt he was playing, having fun teasing me. And I thought he probably would have stopped pretending we were dating if I asked him to. It was just that, I didn’t hate it—spending time with him. I’d liked him enough to ask him out and he hadn’t exactly changed who he was. So, even if it was pretend, I didn’t hate it.
Maybe stranger, I didn’t hate going out with him on weekends when he cross-dressed. I’d hung out with boys before, part of a mixed group, and it had been fun having them around with their different humour. Boys liked to joke more, make fun of each other, and they’d go from acting gay one minute to discussing their favourite (female) pornstar the next. The sorts of things girls couldn’t do. But, again, Sam didn’t act like that. When we went out, it was just like going with a friend. We’d look in a clothing store or at jewellery, and have a small meal at a café or coffee shop, and he loved listening to my “gossip”, even if it was only me telling him about my friends and nothing really gossipy.
I didn’t really know what I felt at that time. In hindsight, I think “comfortable” is the right word. He was someone who I felt comfortable being around.
But, at that time, not knowing my own feelings, not knowing where I stood with him, it made me uncomfortable, frustrated. A month after we started “dating”, I vented out my frustration when we were sitting together in the afternoon, just the two of us in a quiet part of the campus. Though it was cold, he had draped his coat over us like a blanket—our hands kept on top and in sight in case anyone spotted us. That said, we still held hands.
Never one for subtlety, I asked him, “Why haven’t you kissed me?”
“Do you want me to?”
He said that lightly and I could see his playful smile in my mind before I looked over at him. His cheeks had some colour to them, but I thought it was probably due to the cold; I’d never seen him blush. I didn’t mind his teasing, yet it made some conversations a lot more complicated than they needed to be.
“Do you not want to?” I asked him.
“Well, I’m not disgusted by the thought of it.”
I felt my anger bubble, pouting childishly at him while I came up with a suitably childish reply. “If you won’t kiss me, then I’ll break up with you.”
He didn’t tell me off for being unreasonable. No hesitation, he leant in, reducing the distance between us to nearly nothing… and no further, his lips a breath away from mine. I’d already closed my eyes, only to open them when nothing happened. His eyes were closed, eyelashes enviously long, and I was sure he was laughing at me inside. It was like he called my bluff, saying he wouldn’t kiss me but that I could kiss him if I really wanted to.
Well, I did.
His lips were soft. My old boyfriends, they sometimes had chapped lips, but even when not their lips had this roughness I only now realised. He had such smooth lips despite the cold, the faint taste of lip balm. Far from a snog, it was more of a caress, a warm touch between us as we gently felt each other. A second, maybe, and then he pulled back his lips, sort of lowering his head so our foreheads were touching. His breath tickled my lips.
“How was that?” he asked, a breathy whisper.
I couldn’t have said. Before, kissing was like brute-forced affection, erotic because of the squelching sounds and our tongues wrestling. Where as, that kiss had been like a promise. A promise that more kisses would come later, a promise for deeper kisses, a promise that this was only the beginning of something much greater. But how could I have said something like that to a boy—to a man? That would’ve been begging him to eat me up.
So I kissed him again instead, trying to be a sheep in wolf’s clothing. Another short kiss, but it ended on my terms this time, turning away from him.
With my lips out of reach, he brought his mouth to my ear. “Can I kiss you whenever I want?” he asked, his breath hot on my cold skin.
“Well, not if there’s people around,” I mumbled.
He softly laughed, and I felt it against my cheek. “So if we’re alone it’s okay?”
“Yes. In moderation,” I said, adding that last bit for my own safety. “And that’s enough for now.”
I managed to pull myself away from him, enough to turn and look at his face. His eyes told me I’d made the right decision to stop there, that gaze of his hungry, my heart beating faster just from the pressure.
But I didn’t hate that. Rather than “pressure”, it was like space, his way of telling me I could take another step if I wanted to. Rather than pushing, waiting for me to offer him my hand.
For the rest of the week, he was more affectionate with me—earning me the ire of my single friends when he ever so nonchalantly kissed my cheek in front of them. Other than that, his hugs when we met up and said goodbye were that little tighter, really feeling squeezed, but he didn’t feel me up while he did or anything. And he acted spoiled, practically sitting on my lap we were so close together, and he slouched against me, treating me like a pillow. And he touched me more, brushed the hair out my eyes, or just felt my cheek (and then told me I’m cold, like I hadn’t come in from the icy rain).
Not for the first time, I thought it was strange. I was happy that I’d made sure we weren’t only pretending to date. Yet it didn’t feel like my other relationships. I knew not all relationships were the same, but I guess, back then, I couldn’t help but compare them.
Anyway, I didn’t mind how things had changed. I liked him. I liked kissing him, hugging him, feeling his gentle touch on my cheek. It felt good in a way I couldn’t put into words, simply wanting to. Like I preferred my shower on “7”, I preferred having him around to not having him around. There wasn’t any other way for me to describe it, but, as I’ve said, I would now call it comfortable.
However, I didn’t realise what I’d set myself up for until the weekend. As we often did, I met up with him while he was cross-dressing, and we went around the nearby town that actually had shops college girls would like. But I didn’t feel great, and he picked up on that without saying a word, cutting short the shopping and bringing me to a café.
“Sorry, I just need to…” I said, trailing off as I weakly waved my hand towards the bathroom.
Of all the things I expected him to say, “Me too, let’s go together,” was not one of them. He was supposed to say, “I’ll get us a table,” or just, “Sure.”
As if I could have a straightforward boyfriend.
The implications of what he said hit me one after another. He was certainly dressed convincingly enough to walk into a ladies bathroom without causing a fuss, and I couldn’t say anything even though he was definitely a man. It wasn’t like I thought he would do anything, his pervertedness limited to feet as far as I knew, but he was definitely a man. I also just really didn’t want to have him sitting in the stall next to me, hearing whatever sounds came out, since he was my boyfriend and I wanted to uphold a certain image of myself in his head.
No matter what thoughts I had, his sweet smile told me it didn’t matter. Though I thought that, I did also think that, if I asked him not to, he wouldn’t follow me in. But that felt petty. After all, if he really wanted to listen to me pee, then fine—he was probably just teasing me and I’d call his bluff.
He followed me into the small bathroom, four stalls and a sink and those vending machines every bathroom had. Fortunately, no one else was in there, so I just hid in the first stall (after checking there was toilet paper and that the seat was clean) before I got too embarrassed from overthinking things. I heard the door of the stall next to mine open, and I saw his feet through the small gap.
Really, it had to be on a heavy day as well. Feeling too ugh to deal with worrying about him, I just did what I needed to do, and then washed my hands. Between washing and drying, I ended up listening to him as he went and was surprised at how similar it sounded.
I waited for him, not wanting to go out there by myself, watched him delicately wash his hands. As usual, his nail polish matched his outfit. When he was dried up as well, I went to leave, only for his hand to stop me, holding mine.
“We’re alone now, right?” he quietly asked.
I froze at those thoroughly unexpected words. We’d always just been like friends when he cross-dressed, nothing more intimate than holdings hands (as he pulled me to the next shop).
But that wasn’t what had stopped me. “It’s gross here, and I feel yuck, and what if someone comes in,” I half-heartedly grumbled. Of all the excuses I said or thought, “You’re cross-dressing,” wasn’t one of them.
And as if he could tell, he silenced me with a kiss.
No matter what he looked like, those were his lips, soft—no, sweeter. I wasn’t the only one with lip gloss on. With my eyes closed, I could have pictured him like he normally looked: a smartly-dressed man. I could have, yet I didn’t, his long eyelashes, eyeshadow, red lips what lingered on my mind’s eye.
The heat, the need, this was the kiss our first kiss had promised. He didn’t nibble on my lip, or slide his tongue into my mouth, or try anything. An innocent—almost childish—kiss like usual, except that he stepped up to me, his arms wrapping me in a tender embrace, the warmth of his lips and his body a comfort I’d never felt before. As unpleasant as it sounds on paper, it was like he kissed me with his entire body. All my worry left, swept away, and I could have stayed like that forever.
Then the door creaked, and we were apart in an instant. The prat, he didn’t so much as blush, meanwhile I felt like my cheeks were on fire, even my ears hot. So I was the one given strange looks as we went back to the café. Maybe it was obvious to them what had happened, but I didn’t hear anyone say anything. That was all I needed—my friends accusing me of cheating on my boyfriend with a woman. It would have been quite the scandal. I hoped we were old enough that the scandal was the affair, though, rather than me being gay. I didn’t personally know any lesbians at the college, but a few of the guys were “out” and, as far as I knew, they weren’t treated badly for it.
Anyway, he didn’t kiss me again that day. The more I thought about it, the more I decided he had just wanted to distract me from whatever my problem was. If he’d really wanted to tease me, he would’ve made me kiss him, I thought.
The next week passed as nicely as it could, him back to dressing as a man and acting boyfriendly with me, and I foolishly thought that, maybe, I had got used to his teasing.
Too foolish.
We met up at the weekend, him back in a dress, and he took me to a lingerie store. Lingerie. I was already embarrassed when going there with my friends who were actual girls, pre-emptively a little embarrassed for when they’d find something skimpy and hold it up, asking if it would like good on them and forcing a flickering image in my head of just that. Swimming classes had been bad enough, and P.E. wasn’t much better, and I was thoroughly glad when that was over and done with in sixth form. We weren’t all comfortable with our bodies.
Sam clearly was too comfortable, though. “We should get something for Christmas,” he said, like it was perfectly normal for girl friends to buy each other lingerie, or for a girlfriend to buy her boyfriend lingerie.
While I walked around with warm cheeks, he glided here and there, picking up and looking over whatever took his fancy. He held up chemises and babydolls against himself and asked me what I thought, and, somehow worse, he held other ones up to me, looking me up and down before shaking his head.
I wanted to shout at him, “I’m sorry I don’t look as sexy as you, okay?”
After we moved on from the sheer slips of nightwear, it didn’t exactly get any better, thongs and garter belts and lace bras. Seeing him linger on a pair of crotchless knickers helped exactly negative a lot. At the very least, he only peered at the section of dildos and vibrators and who-knew-what-else. It was bad enough my friends saying they were going to get me something from there for my birthday. That wasn’t to say I wasn’t interested, just that I very much wanted no one to know about what went on between me and myself.
High on the relief that he wouldn’t be taking me to that part of the store, I was blindsided when he asked, “So, what’s your size?” while holding up a cute bra.
It was like I needed to blush and pale at the same time, hot and cold. “No way,” I managed to say.
“If you don’t know, we’ll get someone to measure,” he said, turning to look for a shop assistant.
Unable to speak, I just grabbed his arm, trying to convey, “Please don’t,” with my tight grip.
Smiling sweetly, he leant in—showing me his ear. I was tempted to hurt him, really tempted. Gathering my courage, I feebly mumbled one of my most precious secrets.
He hummed to himself, going back to the rack and flicking through until he found one he liked. Then he held it out to me. “Let’s go try it on,” he said.
“What?” I blurted out.
Softly laughing, he nudged my shoulder around so I faced the changing rooms, and then nudged my back the whole way there, while my mind was left behind on the floor where we were. By the time I pulled myself together, I was in front of the curtain and clutching the bra tightly for support. (It provided me a more emotional support than usual.)
When I turned around to glare at him, all he said was, “It’s important that it fits properly, right?”
It didn’t look like he would give up easily, so I stepped inside. I thought then that I could just pretend to try it on.
“I can’t hear anything.”
I seriously considered if he could read minds. After a deep breath, I decided that it wasn’t like he would peek, probably, and it was a cute bra. With how expensive bras were and since I wasn’t sure if I’d stopped growing, I hadn’t bought more bras than I needed. So I thought that this bra would make a good present for myself. That he had picked it out didn’t matter.
Knowing that something was more likely to happen if I took too long, I quickly took off my top and undid my bra. With the new bra on, I was leaning forward to finish the fit when he asked, “How is it?” I nearly fell over, suddenly hearing him giving me such a fright.
Before he got the stupid idea to check on me, I said, “Fine!”
“Really? Can I see?”
“No!”
I covered my boobs, glaring at the curtain in case he could see through it somehow. Maybe he had x-ray vision to go with his mind-reading power. When nothing happened for a few seconds, I calmed down and went back to the bra, tucking myself in properly and all that.
Then I looked at myself in the mirror. It really was a cute bra.
Once I’d admired it enough, I changed back to my bra and put my shirt back on, carrying my coat over my shoulder. Opening the curtain, he was right there and gave me a knowing smile.
“What d’you think? It suits you, right?” he asked.
I didn’t know about that, but I liked it and said as much.
“Then we’ll have to get something to go with it,” he said, taking the bra off of me and putting it in a basket (which he must have got while I was changing) alongside a matching pair of knickers. Well, I say knickers, they were a thong, but not a g-string, some fabric there to cover the bum and front and it was a few centimetres wide at its thinnest. However, the fabric itself didn’t exactly cover up what it covered, noticeably translucent except where the flowery pattern was.
Rather than face that reality, I focused on the other bra in the basket. It was bigger than mine, and I thought it was probably for him, and then I had to run that thought past my common sense. It was something I’d not thought about before, but he did look like he had breasts. They were fairly big, but that was balanced out by his height, so they looked an average size on him. I guessed that was what he was going for, too flat or too big noticeable. The sort of boobs that were there but not the sort of boobs that would be thought about.
While I’d been distracting myself with that train of thought, he’d led us to the tills. A lady was behind the counter, and she chatted away with him as she rang everything up, the total coming up rather high. Lingerie wasn’t cheap. He paid without any sign of reluctance or regret, cash. I guessed he didn’t want to pay with a card that started with “MR”.
“You two must be close, shopping together like this,” the lady said with a smile. “Me, I fought with my sister until we were in our twenties.”
It took me a second to understand what she was saying, about to say we weren’t sisters, but he just had to open his big mouth first.
“Oh I just love my little sister so much, I have to spoil her,” he said.
And the bit I got stuck on wasn’t him calling me his sister, but him saying he loved me. I never found the courage to ask him if he meant it at that time.
Though I offered to repay him for my stuff, he just told me it was his Christmas present to me; when I offered to pay for his stuff, he told me he wanted something I picked out myself. Unsurprisingly, I wasn’t exactly keen to buy my boyfriend women’s lingerie. I ended up paying for lunch instead, and bought him a tie the next weekend (because I didn’t know what to buy a boyfriend without being told and it seemed like a good idea at the time).
That was the start of me becoming strange, or maybe it’s better to say stranger. I’m sure you already think I’m strange. In my opinion, this was all still in the range of, well, not normal, but tolerance. It was a strange “hobby” for him, but I knew about it from the start and it wasn’t like he dressed up to trick men or spy on women or anything, ultimately harmless (for everyone except me).
I didn’t really consider that he might have been transgender, in part because he didn’t tell me to treat him as a woman, and in part because I guess I didn’t want to. It would have been a really hard thought-conversation to have and so I naturally avoided it—because that’s what teenagers do.
Me becoming strange, though, was all to do with me. He let me take home my present that day. I was glad, not particularly wanting to open that in front of my parents. That night, when I wore it, I really liked how it looked on me. He had a good eye. But when I thought of who gave it to me, I thought of “her”. The image in my head was him cross-dressing. Normally, I always thought of him as him, dressed and looking like a man.
Over the next week, there were times when we kissed and I remembered that kiss we had in the bathroom at the café. That kiss had been special. I wasn’t sure if it was because of how terrible I felt at the time, or the thrill of kissing in a public place, or how he’d held me so closely.
It didn’t occur to me that him cross-dressing could have had anything to do with it.
There were also times when I remembered him saying he “loved” me, and he’d also said that while cross-dressing, so that was how I thought of him when I remembered it. I started to realise that I really did feel differently with him than with my last boyfriends. The lady had mistaken us for sisters, and, really, the more I thought about it, the more I felt it wasn’t entirely wrong. I don’t have a sister, but I’d imagined what it would be like and definitely had a fairy tale image in my head far different from what reality would be. With Sam, it was kind of like that. Someone even closer than a best friend and we just happened to sometimes kiss.
That was when I started to understand that, in a way, he was my comfort. My home away from home. I’d always thought boyfriends were like coffee machines. A coffee machine made coffee when I asked for it, and boyfriends made “horniness”, giving me that warm feeling. But I didn’t want the coffee machine after I’d drunk the coffee. Not that I drank coffee. With Sam, I wanted my cake even after I’d eaten it. (Sorry for mixing metaphors.)
Terrible and rambling analogies aside, I’d started to lose the distinction between him when he was and wasn’t cross-dressing. I didn’t think of him as a guy who sometimes cross-dressed, I thought of him as him even when he was cross-dressing. In the Christmas break, we met up a few times and, since it wasn’t college, he was cross-dressing, and I still happily took his hand, walked closely with him. There were a few times we were alone and I gave him a quick kiss. I didn’t know if that surprised him. If it did, he didn’t say.
When term started up again, and I saw him dressing as a man, it was a little strange like a part of me expected him to turn up in a dress. (Not that he always wore dresses, sometimes skirts or tight-fitting jeans with cute shirts and blouses.) I didn’t understand it at the time, but I also felt his unspoken discomfort, noticing it—especially his kisses. When we kissed, he was more reserved than when he was cross-dressing, a little tense.
It wasn’t a big deal or anything, but it became more and more noticeable the more time I spent with him when he was and when he wasn’t cross-dressing. Maybe it had always been like that and I only noticed now we were closer. I wanted to ask him about it and yet was too scared, afraid it was something I shouldn’t mention.
After all, as close as I felt with him, it was a feeling, not a fact. There were a lot of things I didn’t know about him and that included why he cross-dressed. He’d never said and I’d never asked.
So I asked him.
Probably my only redeeming quality as the “heroine” of this story is that I don’t stew in my thoughts when something bothers me.
It was when we were out together, so naturally he was cross-dressing. Rather than give me an answer on the spot, he invited me to his flat, saying it was best to talk there. I was fairly curious about his house and room and stuff already, so that was a double-win for me. As for being alone with a man, it didn’t worry me since he’d always respected the boundaries I’d drawn. Sometimes he respected them from very close, but respected them nonetheless.
He lived alone, he told me. I wasn’t exactly disappointed or relieved, or maybe I was both and they balanced out. Anyway, it was a normal enough flat from the outside and on the inside. There were a couple of pictures here and there—family photographs. His parents were tall like him, and he had a sister who could have been his twin when he was cross-dressing, and I thought she was probably the source of his extensive girly knowledge.
It actually had surprised me seeing her at first, thinking he had pictures up of himself cross-dressing, but then there was a photo of both siblings together: one boy and one girl. As he led me to his room, a little excitement bubbled up, glad to be taking a big step together. At the same time, I felt a knot of dread in my stomach because he’d never mentioned having a sister before. It was the sort of thing that surely would’ve come up in the two-and-a-half months we’d been dating.
His room was definitely a girl’s room. There wasn’t any other explanation. I wanted to jokingly ask him if his sister decorated it for him, but I fortunately couldn’t get the words out.
Once he’d made sure I was comfortable—sitting on his bed, leaning against the wall with a pillow to soften it, while he sat at his desk—he just destroyed me with a single line. “My twin sister killed herself.”
I was sobbing within a second of hearing those words, the most ugly sobs imaginable. If he had laughed and said it was just a joke, I would’ve slapped him so hard, even though I wanted him to do just that. Because, if those words were true, he was hurting far more than I could ever hurt him. I could see that in how he held himself, how weak he looked in that moment. Fragile. I wanted to hug him to death, but I worried just touching him would break him.
“She was… bullied, because she was boyish and then because she started to act and dress like a boy. She was called disgusting, freak, they’d trip her up, push her over. If any boy talked to her, everyone else would start calling him gay. If she bumped into a girl, they’d scream as if my sister groped her. Dyke, tranny, faggot—any slur would do.”
It had been too much before, but, hearing all that, my heart actually ached. And it wasn’t just what he said that hurt. Seeing him so blank, as if he was talking in his sleep, or reading aloud something really boring. I wanted to ask him to stop so I could recover, but I couldn’t do that to him. I couldn’t ask him to close up right after opening up.
“I… started cross-dressing because I wanted to know how she felt. Even as I saw it all happen, even as I talked with her and tried to comfort her, I knew I couldn’t possibly understand how painful it was. So I wanted people to say the same things to me, just to feel some of the pain she did.”
He choked on his words there, taking a moment to dry his eyes and clear his throat.
“But the only person who knows is you, and you’ve only been kind to me,” he softly said. “And I’m too afraid to come out, afraid I’ll end up like her.”
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2019.04.03 17:59 ZestyShark Toilet spy mature

Hello, long time reader I decided to share this awful encounter I had two years ago. Names have been changed as I am still worried about my safety and unsure if this person uses reddit.
(Also I am so sorry at how long this is it was quite therapeutic to write it all down)

Just for clarification, I am a female currently am studying at university, during my first year (2 years ago) I was based in an independent living accommodation which was part of the university. I am quite a lot older than the majority of the students which study here, I am what people could call a mature student. This being said I was seen as almost the mom friend, a lot of my friends came and still do come to me for advice and I am always willing to help the best I can.. Which in hindsight can be disastrous which I soon came to find.

2 years ago YikYak was strife, load of people from the surrounding area and students used it and I was always on it trying to get my free pair of socks- still never got them I am very sad about that!
Now the majority of posts were just silly and memes but every now and again there was a worrying one, someone saying they needed help or were thinking of taking their own life, this alarmed me and I always shot a message just to make sure the person was okay. 90% of the time people would either ignore my message or just say they were going through a shit time but were okay now but thanking me for my message.
I saw a post along the lines of:
"Just sat by the sea thinking about throwing myself in but a friendly squirrel came over to me, maybe another day".

I shot a message asking if they were okay. They replied and what I learned was that this person was a female and going through a really really bad time. I asked if messaging me would be okay and I could listen and try to help. This went on for a few days until they asked if we could meet in person. I should have seen this as a red flag but I just wanted to help nobody should feel that way and christ could I empathise having a history of mental health issues.
We arranged to meet at a popular coffee chain, I messaged my close friends saying where I was going, what I was wearing, stating the time and the name this girl had given me (Clare). Now I arrived about 10 minutes early, my gut was telling me to take my coffee get out and drive home like nothing had happened. Hindsight is a brilliant thing and I should have trusted my gut.
Loads of shit was going through my mind, what if its a 40 year old man? I don't know this person what the fuck am I doing?

Clare was 20 minutes late, I was an anxious mess scanning the shop at every person who walked in my stomach dropping each time an innocent 40-50 year old person walked in.
That's when she walked in and I was shocked, she was normal? Just a normal girl who clearly had been crying. She was well dressed, tiny and very thin as she walked over she burst in to tears and I asked her if she needed a hug to which she accepted and I held her for a few minutes.
What she had told me is that she was in a relationship with this guy (Carl). Carl got jealous that she was speaking to her ex and a domestic fight had happened to where the police had been called but Clare had been arrested and taken to a mental health facility. It sounded rough and apparently Carl had been very abusive to her and lied to the police because his family had connections to the local force.
She went on to say she couldn't go home because she was estranged from her mother, hadn't seen her sister in a year and her father had died when she was younger but she was a trustfund baby and when she reached 21 she would get her inheritance but for the time being her fathers accountant was drip feeding money to her each month so she could live comfortably. I felt awful for her, being alone at uni and not having anyone to help her.
She then said she was suicidal and didn't want to stay in the flat, if she did she would kill herself.
I tried to say if she had tried to contact the uni staff to be moved or if she had considered booking in to a hotel for a night or two? She just burst in to tears again. I felt trapped so stupidly said:
"I mean you could crash at mine for a couple of nights?" (Yep I'm a fucking moron).

Her tears stopped and she smiled saying that would be nice, we go to her flat which she shared with Carl. It was trashed, there was just stuff thrown everywhere like it had been raided. I nervously stood by the door as she collected her stuff muttering and crying saying why Carl wasn't responding to her and how he had left her favourite juice so he must still love her, often asking my opinion to which I responded something like "Yeah of course".
We got to my flat, I showed her the layout and where everything was, she got comfortable and was lucid for about 30 minutes before she returned to her muttering and circling of questions about Carl. She said she had been following him and had seen that his family had been down- she had an app on her phone and just watched him for hours. I thought this was fucking weird but understood how shit breakups can be and thought if he HAD been abusive then it can be hard to let go if you had been gas lighted.

I noticed during that evening that she was picking off her long claw like acrylics off, I thought it was anxiety related but this will become clearer and the relevance of this will become apparent as the story progresses.
She had been prescribed medication- Valium and sleeping tablets to help her. She took the sleeping pills and fell asleep.

The next day I had to go to uni so said to her that I would be back and to help herself to food etc, told her to text me if she had any problems. After being at uni for 3 hours I text her to see if she was okay and got a "Yep" back from her, thought it was a bit odd but didn't look in to it too much and went to my remaining lectures.
Now I had two close male friends at uni, Dane and Will, I told both of them about the situation and they empathised and told me if she needed anyone to hang with they would be okay with helping out.

When it got to Friday (by this point it had been 5 days of her staying, each time I brought it up she would cry and say she was going to kill herself if I made her leave) I was heading home for a few days. I asked Dane to look out for her as he had been in contact with her, took a lot of my valuables back with me and left her my key-card to get in to my block of flats and left. Yeah I wasn't comfortable with it but what else could I do she was threatening to kill herself.

Everything was okay but on the Saturday Dane calls me panicked. What I learn is that while Dane had been taking her back to my flat after watching a film with some of my other friends because she seemed out of it he tucked her in to my bed and went to leave, when he was walking out she sprung out of bed and was seemingly fine. She begged him to just hang with her so he sat on the edge of my bed and she hopped out and stripped off in front of him saying "You know I am on birth control, we don't have to use a condom". Dane bolted out and went back to his flat, he said he wasn't comfortable to look after her anymore and asking when I would be back. I said I would be back in a few days and we would go to the uni when I get back so we can report this girl to someone so she can get the correct help.

I hear nothing from Clare during this time, I'm texting her asking if she's okay and how she's doing but she just reads the message and doesn't respond. I'm thinking you absolute rude bitch, you're in my fucking flat and you don't even have the manners to reply.

I get back and message Dane, we both speed walk to the uni offices and surprise surprise it's closed. I find a number and get through to student services explain what's happening and how i'm exhausted and worried. The woman on the end of the phone paused and with a shaky voice "O-oh, Clare Smith? Hold on I need to contact my manager". So i'm shitting my pants at this point explain it to Dane and he's just like oh shit. All this while this harrowing music plays down the phone with intervals of the woman going "Just hang on sorry". It was surreal and this knot in my stomach began to tighten. Eventually the manager gets on the phone and asks me to repeat the story, I do and he says that Clare is on their records, they are aware of the situation with the police and to ask her to leave my flat for my own safety and that they will email her to meet with them.

I text her and say that she needs to leave my flat, that it's been over a week and I needed my own space back. I get the suicide threats and just panic, I have bad anxiety and often suffer from panic attacks. Dane clocks this and stopped with me trying to calm me down. We come to an agreement that Clare will stay at Dane's flat and that he will take her to her appointment with the uni tomorrow.

When we get to my flat she's faking being out of it flopping on my bed like a distressed fish as my eyes grew wide. My flat didn't smell like my space, she had moved some of my stuff and almost decorated it to her liking. Dane clocked by body language and went over to Clare saying "Right up Zesty needs to rest she's been travelling all day". Clare get's up and she's wearing booty shorts and a tank top- it's October and freezing, I clock self harm marks on her thigh and quickly glance away. Dane takes her away and apparently when they reached his flat she was fine again and energetic.
I walk around my flat in full spy mode, I look at my clothes hanging up in my wardrobe and notice her hair on it leaning in closer I sniffed my favourite jacket and it smelled like her perfume. Going to my bed I pull the covers and there was blood everywhere. Gasping I freaked out then just stripped the bed, fabreezed the shit out of my flat, had a shower and passed out.

I woke up early and clocked she had left her bag there, now curiosity got the better of me I am not normally like this I respect privacy but this situation freaked me out and I was convinced something weird was going on.
Looking through her bag I find her meds but clock the name on the packet, it was different to her own name. I gulped, additionally her passport was in her bag, I look at the name and it was the same as her meds, so she had given me a different name. Littered in her bag were photos of her and Carl which had been ripped up and his face scribbled out, naaaaahhh I'm not about this spooky shit so I placed it back got ready and messaged Dane.

He was stressed apparently Clare had been speaking about how she wanted him to have sex with her and how she had kept trying to climb in to bed with him, he had gotten about 3 hours of sleep. He dropped her off at her appointment and then met me and my best friend (Jess) at a coffee shop.
He said the uni were demanding Clare to leave my flat and she got aggressive then the staff asked Dane to leave.
I smiled relief washing over me it was over! I messaged Will and me Dane and Jess all arranged to have a celebratory meal together due to this ordeal being over. Grabbing the ingredients I get a message from Clare:
"I need my stuff. Phones about to die. Let me in now" I explained that I was just out but would be back soon, Dane and Jess notice my reaction to the message and ask if I am okay, Dane then agrees to come back to mine while Clare grabs her stuff and Jess would run over once she had unpacked her groceries.

Me and Dane get to my flat and Clare is pressed against the entrance corridor so someone had let her in to the complex. I open the door sheepishly and she just barged past me causing me to fall backwards in to the door as she strutted in to my flat.

When she's there she sits down and is behaving fucking weird. Dane asks her to collect her things and to leave, she ignores him and starts popping all of her meds out on the table in a line while smiling while she said we had pushed her to this and hoping we were proud for her death. Dane abruptly says if she takes them he will physically make her be sick in my toilet to which she responds "Hm, Charming" rolling her eyes as her phone starts ringing.
That fucking ringtone is burnt in to my memory and every time I hear it in public I actually shudder. Apparently its the dude in charge of drip feeding her inheritance, she starts taking about leaving her money to her sister and how her and him can do it tonight and live together in the next life. I am fucking disturbed. She kept muttering how her daddy wont be proud.
Red flag- why is the man who is in charge of her finances encouraging her to kill herself, why does he sound like a teenage boy?
I start to doubt this is real and go and let Jess in and have a smoke, I fill Jess in about the situation and call an ambulance as I am convinced she is having some form of mental breakdown or has already taken an overdose.

While I am outside Will joins me and all three of us go back. Clare is now on my bed perched on her phone again, Dane is looking pale while I message him about the impending arrival of the paramedics. He lets me know that she has been threatening him with suicide again.
The paramedics arrive and Clare clocks this and tries to run out the flat, Jess blocks her and I let them in filling the paramedics around about what has happened. Apparently she's speaking to the accountant again saying sorry how she's dragged him out of a meeting but "these idiots" have called an ambulance. Clare agrees to go and get checked out, fuck knows what she told the paramedics but they gave me the dirtiest look and refused to speak to me when I tried to ask them what was going on.

Clare storms back in to the flat and throws a health check paper in to Danes face then tries to hit him. We all panic and tell her to stop, scanning the room she notices that I have become separated from my group and asks me to go outside with her. I do and she says:
"Zesty, I know this has been hard for you because you're more mentally ill than me but please let me stay with you, please don't kick me out I will kill myself do you want that on you that you killed me?".

Everyone in my block heard that and I just stormed outside and had a full on panic attack collapsing on to the floor as Will rushed out trying to help me. I sobbed telling him about what had just been said, he told me he heard and him and Dane had called a cab and collected her belongings and for me to get back inside because due to it being so cold.
I went back in and my friends surrounded me protecting me from Clare, she kept trying to physically break them apart and was screaming "Zesty.. ZESTY TALK TO ME, DON'T KICK ME OUT".
My friends were telling her to leave me alone and to fuck off, the cab arrived calling Dane. Him and Will grabbed her stuff and had to physically pry her out of my flat as she was screaming. Most of my neighbours came out and were in disbelief as Clare continued to thrash and scream like a wild animal. Now I don't believe in manhandling but she was crazed and I was very scared being comforted by Jess as I shook.

They got her outside and in to the cab then came back in to my flat again saying Clare had said she was going to drown herself.
We eat our meal all shaken and scared then all crashed out.

The following week I was paranoid, Clare knew where I lived and I felt I was being watched. I messaged my neighbours saying not to let someone of her description in and they said they had in fact seen her loitering outside our block.

I ended up going to the uni accommodation office and told them everything, they said there was a court case active on her for domestic abuse against her partner and that she was dangerous and not to approach her if she was seen. They also had multiple security guards around our block and I was told that if she was seen outside our area she would get suspended from uni.

Dane told me that 2 weeks later Clare was up on tinder, so she was alive. She had uploaded a photo of her with her sister, a recent photo?
In the next month her ex Carl contacted me and asked to speak to me in person, I brought Dane for backup and we went to speak to him.
Everything Clare had told us was a lie, she wasn't rich, her name was different, she hadn't seen her mother because she had been at uni just like 90% of other students and he seriously doubted that her father was even dead.
He said on that night that she had attacked him and clawed him down his face leaving large cuts- probably why she was picking her acrylics off that evening. He had been put in to emergency accommodation due to him being in danger and how she was abusive and controlling through their whole relationship.
I was in shock, everything was a lie. He went on to say she had accused him of rape multiple times which made Dane go pale. All the advances she had made for him to have sex with her unprotected was that so there was DNA evidence if she was to say he raped her? Carl went on to say how how she was being done for GBH and apparently each court hearing she was smiling and laughing with no regard of what was going on.
I've seen her a few times post that event, she made uncomfortable eye contact each time but last year she moved away.

So Clare, as delightful as our encounter was. I hope we never. EVER. Meet again.
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2018.07.08 07:04 Shocky-shiver Toilet spy mature

This was a few years ago when I was a freshman in College. I'm heading into my Junior year now, and I have since moved out of the said living situation that I will be discussing. This story as a bit of characters involved and I don't want to pin point actual names, so I will give them fake names to avoid getting in trouble. There's me (I'll go by Shocky), my two best friends that I'm still close with; Mary and Brie, the roommate; Chloe, and a shit tone of people that revolve around Chloe.
My first year of college, my two best friends from high school, Mary and Brie, followed me to the same College that was in a pretty small town. I was super excited to have people I knew, since I'm socially awkward and I used to be a bit shy. Now, the first year of school, students must either live on campus or in a 60 mile radius. Being from a city eight hours away, we had to stay in a campus building. During High School, we planned on staying in a suite that was on campus. It had two single bedrooms, one double bedroom, a split bathroom (the toilet and the shower were in two separate rooms), a few cubbies, and a small hallway that connected each room together which had a sink small fridge, and a microwave. If you leave the front door of your suite, there was a living area where you could watch TV or have a buildign meeting. Each suite was shared between four people and there was about eight suites in the building.
The first semester of my freshman year was great. Brie and I stayed in the double bedroom, Mary stayed in the single room and a stranger would stay in the other single room. Brie, Mary, and I got along with our first roommate. She was a sweet girl who always gave us a heads up with inviting her friends and her boyfriend. (He actually stayed with us, but he was a sweet guy and we felt comfortable around him. In the first semester we were invited to watch TV in the common area that was shared with the building. Being the lonely Freshies, we agreed. This is where we met Chloe. Chloe lived across the hallway in another suite. At first I got an odd feeling from her, but like I said, I'm socially awkward and I was shy. This girl was from a local and was Sophomore and an Art Major. Brie and Mary really seemed to like Chloe though I didn't really have an opinion on her. I know it sounds rude, but I thought she was a bit annoying.
The first week of socializing with her, she sounded like she was a white girl who was trying to play thug. She believe she was Black even though she was whiter than I am (and I'm French and German), and that she was going to have a "Ride or Die" relationship with a gangster in the town. She cornrowed her hair at least once a month, wore things that a hoodlum might wear (chains, a shit ton of rings and heavy jewelry, etc.) Bree, Mary, and I are from Denver and we live in pretty shady parts. Our high school was known to be ghetto, and we have been teased by some of the white kicks on campus that was near some pedophile apartments. We all agreed that Chloe would get her ass-kicked in our town. We are also all from lower-income families. Chloe was from a large, upper-middle class family who adopted her but she got whatever she wanted. Knowing she was richer than us, she threw that in our face a lot. Especially me because "I was the white girl in the group."
When we first met Chloe, she was in a 'relationship' with one of the football players. I put quotes around that because they were mostly FWB but neither one of them really considered each other their boy/girlfriend. After about a month Chloe came in playing cringy rap music on the TV in the Common Area for like 5 hours. This caused us to get weird looks from our neighbors. We felt sorry for her but after a while she got over it. Though it didn't take long.
Now being college students we would make late-night fast food run. We would bring Chloe with us since it would be rude while the three of us ditched her for food. I had the car so I drove, but at the end of it, Chloe would leave her trash in the car when Brie and Mary know I try to keep a decently clean car. But no big deal. Other times, Chloe would be just straight out embarrassing. We could be in the dining hall eating and she would grab a banana just to do sexual things with it. Or if we were in a store, she would grope Mary's or My boobs, or Brie's butt saying. "I thought they were fake." Since Mary and I fairly large chested, and Brie's hips are a bit bigger.
Things to note about Chloe, One is that she stunk. Like B.O and as if her parts weren't washed. Her clothes stunk, her room smelt of sex, B.O and other fluids that I don't want to know. She would also just leave sex toys around for the public to see in her suite. Chloe also hung around with a lot of sketchy people. This girl had a new guy once a week that she would fuck, insult, and then leave. These guys she brought into the dorms were pretty creepy and gross. What pissed me off about this is that she would rub it in my face because I'm the only a virgin who had never had a boyfriend in my group of friends. Brie, Mary, and Chloe are also a bit chubby but a shit-ton more confident. I have a lot of self-esteem issues because I'm overweight and never thought I could get a boyfriend because of my weight. This will come up later.
Now after the holidays, our sweet roommate left college and lived with her boyfriend. We are still friends on Snapchat and Facebook though. Chloe's suitemates left or graduated. So the Dean put Chloe in our suite. We were a bit tired of Chloe at this time but Brie and Mary were more open to this. About a month into her being our knew roommate, she got into a somewhat serious relationship with this guy I will call J. J was a HUGE guy over 6 feet. Chloe claimed he was a basketball player. She actually took her to a Denny's to meet him. This guy seemed sketchy and really creepy. Now Brie and Mary are hella nosy and look up his name. Turns out, he's a register sex offender who assaulted a ten year old girl. Now at this time we are fucking disgusted that Chloe would date a sex offender. We didn't bring it up with her though because we didn't want her to know we were spying on him. After a few weeks of them dating, J got a puppy and Chloe wanted to see it. He brought the dog into the dorm and left him with Chloe while we were in classes or working. We get back and after dinner, he came to pick up the puppy. We stayed into our room to avoid him. Though he burst into our room to talk with me and Brie. Now I'm a huge nerd. I love video games, anime, etc. I had a Legend of Zelda hat that was hanging on my wall and he asked me about it.
"Yo, you know what this shit means right?!" J said.
"Uh yeah, it's a LOZ hat?"
"Do you even know who Zelda is? She's not the main character"
Now, I feel a bit challenged but I politely said,
"Zelda? Yeah she's the Princess. Link is the main character. I've played the games since they came out for the Super Nintendo. " I glared at him though.
He did something super weird after that. He grabs my arm and pulls me into a bear hug and holds me for a while. A pedophile is fucking hugging me. I don't hug a lot of people, mostly friends and family. Not a stranger of the opposite sex who likes little girls. So I pull away. He lets go and explains he loved LOZ too. His attention then turns to Brie. He compliments her curly black hair but starts to play with it. Brie gives a harsh "Don't Touch Me!" And backs her head away from him. J feels a bit mad and gives her a "Sorry man, usually a (N-word) like you doesn't mind us playing with our hair." Now both Brie and J are darker-skinned, but Brie hates that word and tells him not to call her that. J only responses that since their Black it's okay.
Feeling conformable I leave the room to 'check on my laundry'. I feel like a bitch for not staying with Brie but its over with. We pull Chloe aside saying we didn't feel comfortable with him touching us and she says. "Hehe, It's okay he's only doing that because he's a Scorpio." I make the comment,
"Well I'm a Pisces, and right now I wanna kick your ass." She took it as a joke since 'Pisces don't get mad.' She leaves into her room with J.
Mary gets home from her job, I had to let the puppy out as well before it crapped in the suite, and we tell her what's going on and she's a bit creeped out and we were going to talk about it on our way to the gym. As we exit the suite, we see J and Chloe naked going towards the shower. We freak out a bit and Chloe shoves us into Brie and my room and tells us not to come out until they're done out of the shower. We are pretty pissed off at this point but once we hear the water run out, we leave to work out. When we get back, we still hear the water running and we hear moans and other noises from the shower we ALL use. The three of use don't mind each other bring guys (or girls) home, but we tell each other so we have time to leave, and we agreed to keep it in their bedrooms (or on their beds) which is fine. Chloe broke it so we agreed we needed to tell Chloe that this wasn't okay.
After a bit, we pull Chloe aside and tell her that we don't like that they had sex in the shower and the deal was to keep it in her room. She didn't seem to understand why that was an issue and started to give us attitude. She said that it wasn't fair and we were mad because we weren't getting any sex. We started to get pretty pissed because Brie had gone through a break up, and Mary and I weren't seeing anyone. Chloe left after we just told her that we thought it was gross. Well someone needed to take a shower but they called out to us to come see the shower. I wish I was fucking blind instead of seeing all the white fucking fluids and sex toys in the showers. We were grossed out, and we actually asked the boys next door if we could use their shower. They were pretty cool and let us.
In the Brie got a nasty text from Chloe saying that we were prudes, and that going to the gym wasn't going to make us loose any weight to get guys to like us. She also personally attacked Brie, though Mary and I don't know what was said since Brie refuses to tell us. Brie told her that we knew he was a pedophile and if he comes here again we are calling the cops. So things were awkward with us and Chloe. After about a week, she apologized and told us that her and J broke up. Turns out he was back in jail for raping a seven-year old girl. Though Chloe was mad at him because he 'cheated.' I wish my story ended here.
About a month left of the school year remained and things were smooth until March came around. Chloe had a few charges pressed on J but she moved quickly to a guy I will call Filipe. Filipe was a wannabe thug too. He always smelt of weed and B.O. He also, was really rude. On St. Patrick's Day they invited us to go on a walk with them a few friends. Me and Brie wanted to go since we weren't old enough to go to bars. Though it was really late and when we all met up, we felt a uncomfortable. Felipe would run off and look as if he was going to run in the middle of the road in traffic. Chloe said he was schizophrenic which being a Psychology Major, I disagreed. Felipe's friends would also creep on Brie by brushing up on her or making sexual comments, so she asked if we could hold hands or hold each other to act like a couple, which I was happy to do for her. They then invited us to go to a bar, which we told them that we weren't of age. Though Felipe and his friends really tried to get us to go. We told them we had some studying to do for finals and classes were still going to happen the next day. We walked back to campus and ate a few edibles and went to bed.
I mentioned the part of her rubbing her relationship in my face and being insecure and shit. Well there was a time Brie, Felipe, and Chloe hung out with some Chloe's friends. According to Brie, Chloe asked had a dare with one of her older friends who knew of me (though I didn't know him) that he lost he had to have sex with me even if I said no. since I was a virgin. He even joked that he would do it too. Brie told me this and I started to cry and I pretty much told Chloe that if she talks to me again, I'll put her in the hospital. Chloe said that Brie was lying, though I've known Brie for 6 years, and that's not something you lie about.
The last week of school, she was still with Felipe and he would come over. We almost got in trouble for the weed smell. Though we started to notice things go missing. I had a hair curling wand, and my debit card go missing, Brie had her soap brush and clothing go missing, and Mary had a lot of clothing, jewelry, and food go missing. Another thing with us, if you need something and need to borrow something, just ask and we would most likely give it up. I took a shower and I found Brie's soap brush and it was blue had it smelt like Old Spice soap. There were no men in the suite but Felipe and sometimes the neighbors came over to get some edibles, use the bathroom, or to get some coffee but then left. When Felipe didn't smell of weed, he smelt of B.O or Old Spice. Brie asked Chloe. Turns out she used a lot of our hygiene stuff like soap, shampoo/conditioner, feminine wash, sponges, washcloths, underwear, etc. We told her that that's fucking disgusting and unsafe. She told us that she washed it and since it was in the house, it belonged to her. Her parents gave her almost $600 a month, and our stuff was the cheap crap since we were living on work study and gift boxes. She told us she didn't want to use her good things. The grosses thing to me is the female stuff she stole considering all the gross guys she slept with. (We all got tested and we were clean thank God.) When Brie found out Felipe was using her soap brush she was pissed and told to not do that. She got a "Fuck you bitches." and again she was insulted for being dumped because she was 'ugly and to depressed'.
Brie cried a lot and Mary and I saw it was the last week. We had enough. Mary and I went into her room, took the stuff that wouldn't need to be burned (I found my hair wand, surprise, surprise). Mary had put some Nair in her mascara, and hair mist. We found some baking soda and threw some on her bed, and shampoo, spit in her drinks. Mary did some other shit that she didn't tell me about but we took our stuff back. We are terrible people I know. Though we didn't see the results.
In the end, I was the first one to finish my finals and my Dad came to help me back my car. When he came his face was overwhelmed with the odor from Chloe's room and he could see the tension. He asked about it and I told him when Chloe wasn't there. He told Brie and Mary good luck while I told Mary let me know what happens.
Last year when I was a sophomore I saw her again. Turns out she was also a sophomore still, she gave the teachers a hard time and was on a 'grade probation.' So she didn't have enough credits to be considered a Junior. She comes up to me and pretends we are still friends. She still gropes me and even if I tell her to piss off she comes back. Mary moved to a College closer to Denver, and Brie and I are going to be roommates again in the upcoming semester. I don't necessarily wish harm on Chloe, but I would love to see her mature the fuck up.
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2018.02.26 00:01 daniel2978 Toilet spy mature

So basically for those of you that don't know white knighting is when a female (Usually, not always.) Posts something and a deluge of top voted comments come pouring in saying "nice guy" stuff even if it's not at all germane to the spirit of the post.
Reddit is FULL of these people and it makes reading certain comment chains fucking annoying. A woman could post- "Oh I blew a tire and some guy looked at my chest then tried to kill me.
The post would obviously be about almost being murdered but if you read to the comments you'll see-
"Er mer gerd what pig!"
"You poor baby I'm so sorry he looked at you..."
Etc fucking etc...
The op wasn't asking for a bunch of basement dwellers to post -THE OBVIOUS-, she wasn't asking for pity, woman aren't some precious flowers that need coddled. She was talking about something else entirely and that's your takeaway! Really?
And it's always the same mix of the crappy kind of feminist, the kind that actually will utter the word. (While real feminist never do because they're busy living it! Not making excuses taking names and kicking ass.) and painfully perpetual virgins.
Holy hell the lack of life experience shines through their comments like the summer sun cutting through a foggy morning. No mature confident adult is going to offer their pity for someone whose not even asking for it because of a perceived need that does not exist.
If a guy posted something about how a woman hugged him and it made him uncomfortable no one would give a shit- and rightly so! That's nothing!
Of course if the post is about say a spy camera in your toilet then yes- man or woman let the "what a weirdo" comments fly. That's appropriate.
For god sakes it's getting fucking old.
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2017.12.01 15:28 electricmastro [Suggest] 201 lesser-known movies from 1950-2016 that are worth watching.

I decided to divide these up according to year:
1950:
No Way Out - A black doctor is assigned to treat two racist white, robbery suspects who are brothers, and when one dies, it causes tension that could start a race riot.
Stage Fright - A struggling actress tries to help a friend prove his innocence when he's accused of murdering the husband of a high society entertainer.
The Men - A paralized war vet tries to adjust to the world without the use of his limbs.
1951:
The Browning Version - Forced to retire from an English public school, an unpopular professor must confront his failure as a teacher and husband.
The Tales of Hoffmann - A melancholy poet reflects on three women he loved and lost in the past: a mechanical performing doll, a Venetian courtesan, and the consumptive daughter of a celebrated composer.
Westward the Women - A trail guide escorts a group of women from Chicago to California to marry men that have recently began settling there.
1952:
Limelight - A fading comedian and a suicidally despondent ballet dancer must look to each other to find meaning and hope in their lives.
Scaramouche - In 18th century France, a man sets out to avenge the death of his friend at the hands of a master swordsman.
The Bad and the Beautiful - An unscrupulous movie producer uses an actress, a director and a writer to achieve success.
1953:
I Confess - A priest who comes under suspicion for murder cannot clear his name without breaking the seal of the confessional.
Lili - An orphaned young woman becomes part of a puppet act and forms a relationship with the anti-social puppeteer.
The Cruel Sea - The World War II adventures of a British convoy escort ship and its officers.
1954:
Johnny Guitar - After helping a wounded gang member, a strong-willed female saloon owner is wrongly suspected of murder and bank robbery by a lynch mob.
Journey to Italy - An unhappily married couple attempts to find direction and insight while vacationing in Naples.
Salt of the Earth - Based on an actual strike against the Empire Zinc Mine in New Mexico, the film deals with the prejudice against the Mexican-American workers, who struck to attain wage parity with Anglo workers in other mines and to be treated with dignity by the bosses.
1955:
Bad Day at Black Rock - A one-armed stranger comes to a tiny town possessing a terrible past they want to keep secret, by violent means if necessary.
Blackboard Jungle - A new English teacher at a violent, unruly inner-city school is determined to do his job, despite resistance from both students and faculty.
Confidential Report - An American adventurer investigates the past of mysterious tycoon Arkadin, placing himself in grave danger.
1956:
Patterns - When Fred Staples is recruited onto the board of a high-powered New York corporation, he finds his ethics and ambition at odds.
The Catered Affair - After Jane announces that she and Ralph are getting married the next week, Jane's mother attempts to give them a big wedding despite facing objections.
The Harder They Fall - Down-on-his-luck ex-sportswriter Eddie Willis is hired by shady fight promoter Nick Benko to promote his unknown, but easily exploitable find from Argentina.
1957:
3:10 to Yuma - Broke small-time rancher Dan Evans is hired by the stagecoach line to put big-time captured outlaw leader Ben Wade on the 3:10 train to Yuma but Wade's gang tries to free him.
Abandon Ship - A ship's officer finds himself in command of a lifeboat full of survivors of a sunken luxury liner.
Big Time Operators - A young couple inherits a debt-ridden old movie theater, appropriately nicknamed "The Flea Pit," and the three eccentric senior citizens who work there.
1958:
Ice Cold in Alex - During WW2 in North Africa, a medical field unit must cross the desert in their ambulance in order to reach the British lines in Alexandria.
The Big Country - A New Englander arrives in the Old West, where he becomes embroiled in a feud between two families over a valuable patch of land.
The Inn of the Sixth Happiness - Based on the true life exploits of Gladys Aylward who set off to China to work as a missionary and teacher.
1959:
Look Back in Anger - A disillusioned, angry university graduate comes to terms with his grudge against middle-class life and values.
Shadows - Cassavetes' jazz-scored improvisational film explores interracial friendships and relationships in Beat-Era (1950s) New York City.
Warlock - A famous gunman becomes the marshal of Warlock to end a gang's rampages, but is met with some opposition by a former gang member turned deputy sheriff who wants to follow only legal methods.
1960:
Home from the Hill - The story of the influential Hunnicutt family set in Texas during the late 1950s.
Tunes of Glory - Two senior officers conflict with each other in the cloistered environment of a Scottish military regiment.
Wild River - A TVA bureaucrat comes to the river to do what none of his predecessors have been able to do - evict a stubborn octogenarian from her island before the rising waters engulf her.
1961:
El Cid - The fabled Spanish hero Rodrigo Diaz (a.k.a. El Cid) faces obstacles regarding a family vendetta and court intrigue while attempting to defend Christian Spain against the Moors.
Splendor in the Grass - A fragile Kansas girl falls in love with a handsome young man from the town's most powerful family, but both face pressures within the relationship.
The Day the Earth Caught Fire - When the U.S. and Russia unwittingly test atomic bombs at the same time, it alters the nutation (axis of rotation) of the Earth.
1962:
Advise & Consent - Senate investigation into the President's newly nominated Secretary of State gives light to a secret from the past, which may not only ruin the candidate, but the President's character as well.
David and Lisa - The story of a young man in a mental institution for teens who begins to understand his psychosis in the environment of others with mental and emotional problems.
Light in the Piazza - The interactions between a young Italian man and young American woman, who has the mental capacity equivalent to that of a ten year old due to a mental disability caused by a head injury she received as a child.
1963:
A Child Is Waiting - When Jean Hansen comes to a school for disabled children to work there as a teacher, she becomes particularly interested in young Reuben, an autistic boy whose parents have not visited him for several years.
Love with the Proper Stranger - When Angie Rossini finds out she's pregnant, she tracks down Rocky Papasano the musician with whom she had a fling with.
Spencer's Mountain - The lives of Clay Spencer, his wife Olivia Spencer, and their nine children, who are the third and fourth generations of Spencers who have lived on Spencer's Mountain in the Snake River Valley nestled within the Grand Tetons of Wyoming.
1964:
7 Faces of Dr. Lao - A mysterious circus comes to a western town bearing wonders and characters that entertain the inhabitants and teach valuable lessons.
Seven Days in May - United States military leaders plot to overthrow the President because he supports a nuclear disarmament treaty and they fear a Soviet sneak attack.
The Americanization of Emily - An American naval officer's talent for living the good life in wartime is challenged when he falls in love and is sent on a dangerous mission.
1965:
In Harm's Way - A naval officer reprimanded after Pearl Harbor is later promoted to rear admiral and gets a second chance to prove himself against the Japanese.
The Flight of the Phoenix - After a plane crash in the Sahara, one of the survivors says he's an airplane designer and they can make a flyable plane from the wreckage.
The Great Race - A grand adventurous race takes place between the heroic Leslie and the despicable Professor Fate across three continents.
1966:
Follow Me, Boys! - A traveling band member becomes scoutmaster of a scout troop and helps the youth of a small town.
Grand Prix - American Grand Prix driver Pete Aron is fired by his Jordan-BRM racing team after a crash at Monaco that injures his British teammate, Scott Stoddard.
The Chase - The escape of Bubber Reeves from prison affects the inhabitants of a small Southern town.
1967:
Point Blank - After being double-crossed and left for dead, a mysterious man named Walker single-mindedly tries to retrieve the rather inconsequential sum of money that was stolen from him.
To Sir, with Love - Focuses on an idealistic engineer-trainee and his experiences in teaching a group of rambunctious white high school students from the slums of London's East End.
Two for the Road - Follows the lives of Joanna, a member of a touring girl's choir, and Mark, a struggling architect, after they first meet on the road in Europe.
1968:
Charly - Scientists try an experimental treatment on Charly, a good natured adult with a cognitive disability, which raises his IQ to genius levels but which does not give him emotional maturity.
Faces - After a middle-aged man leaves his wife for a younger woman, his ex-wife also begins a relationship with a younger partner.
The Mercenary - While a Mexican revolutionary lies low as a U.S. rodeo clown, the cynical Polish mercenary who tutored the idealistic peasant tells how he and a dedicated female radical fought for the soul of the guerrilla general Paco, as Mexicans threw off repressive government and all-powerful landowners in the 1910s.
1969:
Kes - Bullied at school and ignored and abused at home by his indifferent mother and older brother, Billy Casper (David Bradley), a 15-year-old working-class Yorkshire boy, tames and trains his pet kestrel falcon whom he names Kes.
Medium Cool - A TV news reporter finds himself becoming personally involved in the violence that erupts around the 1968 Democratic National Convention.
The Prime of Miss Jean Brodie - A headstrong young teacher in a private school in 1930s Edinburgh ignores the curriculum and influences her impressionable 12 year old charges with her over-romanticized world view.
1970:
Husbands - A common friend's sudden death brings three men, married with children, to reconsider their lives and ultimately leave together.
The Phantom Tollbooth - Milo, a boy who is bored with life, comes home to find a toll booth in his room and gets in his toy car to drives through, only to emerge in a world full of adventure.
The Railway Children - After the enforced absence of their father, three children move with their mother to Yorkshire, where during their adventures they attempt to discover the reason for his disappearance.
1971:
Minnie and Moskowitz - After Minnie breaks up with her married boyfriend and becomes disillusioned, her feelings begin to change when she meets a crazy car-parker named Seymour.
Red Sun - In 1870, a gang robs a train and steals a ceremonial Japanese sword meant as a gift from Japan to the U.S. President, prompting a man hunt to retrieve it.
Walkabout - Two young siblings stranded in the Australian Outback are forced to cope on their own and meet an Australian boy on "walkabout": a ritual separation from his tribe.
1972:
Across 110th Street - Two New York City cops go after amateur crooks who are trying to rip off the Mafia and start a gang war.
The Culpepper Cattle Co. - A young farmboy who always wanted to be a cowhand talks a tough trail boss into hiring him on a cattle drive.
The Effect of Gamma Rays on Man-in-the-Moon Marigolds - The story of a middle-aged widowed eccentric named Beatrice Hunsdorfer and her daughters, a rebellious epileptic named Ruth and a quiet science enthusiast named Matilda.
1973:
Emperor of the North - In 1933, during the Depression, Shack the brutal conductor of the number 19 train has a personal vendetta against the best train hopping hobo tramp in the Northwest, A No. 1.
Scarecrow - Max, an ex-con drifter with a penchant for brawling is amused by Lion, a homeless ex-sailor, and they partner up as they head east together.
The Last Detail - Two Navy men are ordered to bring a young offender to prison, but decide to show him one last good time along the way.
1974:
A Woman Under the Influence - Mabel, a wife and mother, is loved by her husband Nick but her mental illness proves to be a problem in the marriage.
Conrack - A young, white teacher is assigned to an isolated island off the coast of South Carolina populated mostly by poor black families.
The Yakuza - Harry Kilmer returns to Japan after several years in order to rescue his friend George's kidnapped daughter and ends up on the wrong side of the Yakuza, the notorious Japanese mafia.
1975:
Night Moves - Los Angeles private detective Harry Moseby is hired by a client to find her runaway teenage daughter and he stumbles upon a case of murder and artifact smuggling.
The Sunshine Boys - A vaudeville duo agree to reunite for a TV special, but it turns out that they can't stand each other.
The Wind and the Lion - In early 20th century Morocco, a Sharif kidnaps an American woman and her children, forcing President Theodore Roosevelt to send in forces to conduct a rescue mission.
1976:
Mikey and Nicky - In Philadelphia, a small-time bookie who stole mob money is in hiding and he begs a childhood friend to help him evade the hit-man who's on his trail.
The Front - In 1953, a cashier poses as a writer for blacklisted talents to submit their work through, but the injustice around him pushes him to take a stand.
The Shootist - A dying gunfighter spends his last days looking for a way to die with a minimum of pain and a maximum of dignity.
1977:
Sorcerer - Four unfortunate men from different parts of the globe agree to risk their lives transporting gallons of nitroglycerin across dangerous South American jungle.
The Duellists - A small feud between two Napoleonic officers evolves into a decades-long series of duels.
The Late Show - A grumpy semi-retired private investigator partners with a quirky female client to catch the people who murdered his partner.
1978:
Big Wednesday - The lives of some California surfers from the early 1960s to the 1970s.
The Driver - A getaway driver becomes the latest assignment for a tenancious detective.
The Silent Partner - A timid bank teller anticipates a bank robbery and steals the money himself before the crook arrives.
1979:
Return of the Secaucus Seven - Seven former college friends, along with a few new friends, gather for a weekend reunion at a summer house in New Hampshire to reminisce about the good old days, when they got arrested on the way to a protest in Washington, DC.
The China Syndrome - A reporter finds what appears to be a cover-up of safety hazards at a nuclear power plant.
The Wanderers - In 1963 New York, an Italian gang called the Wanderers attempt to defend their honor and turf against rival gangs.
1980:
Brubaker - The new warden of a small prison farm in Arkansas tries to clean it up of corruption after initially posing as an inmate.
Lion of the Desert - The story of the Libyan resistance leader, Omar Mukhtar, who led the Libyan resistance against the Italian opressors from 1911-1931.
The Long Riders - The origins, exploits and the ultimate fate of the Jesse James gang is told in a sympathetic portrayal of the bank robbers made up of brothers who begin their legendary bank raids because of revenge.
1981:
American Pop - The story of four generations of a Russian Jewish immigrant family of musicians whose careers parallel the history of American popular music in the 20th century.
My Dinner with Andre - Two old friends meet for dinner; as one tells anecdotes detailing his experiences, the other notices their differing worldviews.
Ragtime - A young black pianist becomes embroiled in the lives of an upper-class white family set among the racial tensions, infidelity, violence, and other events in early 1900s New York City.
1982:
Diner - A group of college-age buddies struggle with their imminent passage into adulthood in 1959 Baltimore.
The Plague Dogs - Two dogs escape from a laboratory and are hunted as possible carriers of the bubonic plague.
The Year of Living Dangerously - A young Australian reporter tries to navigate the political turmoil of Indonesia during the rule of President Sukarno with the help of a diminutive photographer.
1983:
Local Hero - An American oil company sends a man to Scotland to buy up an entire village where they want to build a refinery, but things don't go as expected.
Testament - The life of a suburban American family is scarred after a nuclear attack.
Under Fire - Three journalists in a romantic triangle are involved in political intrigue during the last days of the corrupt Somozoa regime in Nicaragua before it falls to a popular revolution in 1979.
1984:
Another Country - Based on the life of the young Guy Burgess, who would become better known as one of the Cambridge Spies.
Broadway Danny Rose - In his attempts to reconcile a lounge singer with his mistress, a hapless talent agent is mistaken as her lover by a jealous gangster.
Where the Green Ants Dream - A geologist employed by an Australian mining company finds himself disputing the rights of some aborigines who believe their land to be sacred.
1985:
The Adventures of Mark Twain - Tom Sawyer, Becky Thatcher and Huck Finn join Mark Twain on his airship to meet Halley's Comet.
The Journey of Natty Gann - In the 1930s, a tomboyish girl runs away from her guardian to join her single father who is 2,000 miles away, because there was work there.
To Live and Die in L.A. - A fearless Secret Service agent will stop at nothing to bring down the counterfeiter who killed his partner.
1986:
Malcolm - After getting fired for building his own tram, Malcolm gets Frank, who has just been released from jail, to move in to help pay the bills.
Salvador - An American photojournalist gets caught in a political struggle at El Salvador in 1980.
True Stories - A small but growing Texas town, filled with strange and musical characters, celebrates its sesquicentennial and converge on a local parade and talent show.
1987:
Bagdad Cafe - A lonely German woman ends up in the most desolate motel on Earth and decides to make it brighter.
Matewan - A labor union organizer comes to an embattled mining community brutally and violently dominated and harassed by the mining company.
Some Kind of Wonderful - When Keith goes out with Amanda, the girl of his dreams, Keith's best friend, tomboy Watts, realizes she has feelings for Keith.
1988:
Bird - The troubled life and career of the jazz musician, Charlie "Bird" Parker.
Gorillas in the Mist - The story of Dian Fossey, a scientist who came to Africa to study the vanishing mountain gorillas, and later fought to protect them.
Miracle Mile - A young man hears a chance phone call telling him that a nuclear war has started and missiles will hit his city in 70 minutes.
1989:
Henry V - In the midst of the Hundred Years War, the young King Henry V of England embarks on the conquest of France in 1415.
Lean on Me - The dedicated but tyrannical Joe Clark is appointed the principal of a decaying inner-city school and he is determined to improve by any and all means.
The Unbelievable Truth - A man returns to his home town after serving a prison sentence for homicide, and finds that the details of the crime have been forgotten and replaced with local legends and rumors.
1990:
Hidden Agenda - When an American human rights lawyer is assassinated in Belfast, it remains for the man's girlfriend, as well as a tough, no nonsense, police detective to find the truth.
State of Grace - A New York cop is recruited to return to his hometown and infiltrate the mob ran by his best friend's brother.
The Field - "Bull" McCabe's family has farmed a field for generations, sacrificing endlessly for the sake of the land, and when the widow, who owns the field, decides to sell the field in a public auction, McCabe knows that he must own it, but runs into trouble with another bidder that wants the field to build a highway.
1991:
Europa - Just after W.W.II, an American takes a railway job in Germany, but finds his position politically sensitive with various people trying to use him.
Riff-Raff - The story of a construction worker named Stevie and his unemployed pop singer girlfriend, which serves to show the living conditions of the British poor class.
The Indian Runner - A Vietnam vet comes home to his small town and finds himself in conflict with rules that his brother has vowed to uphold.
1992:
American Me - A Mexican-American Mafia kingpin is released from prison, falls in love for the first time, and grows introspective about his gangster lifestyle.
One False Move - A small town police chief awaits the arrival of a gang of killers.
The Long Day Closes - The story of an 11-year-old named Bud, a sad and lonely boy who struggles through his days, with the movies that play at the local movie-house serving as his main source of solace.
1993:
Fearless - A man's personality is dramatically changed after surviving a major airline crash.
The Secret Adventures of Tom Thumb - A boy born the size of a small doll is kidnapped by a genetic lab, and meets a variety of strange creatures while finding a way back to his father.
Thirty Two Short Films About Glenn Gould - A collection of vignettes highlighting different aspects of the life, work, and character of the acclaimed Canadian classical pianist.
1994:
Fresh - Death and violence anger a 12-year-old drug courier, who sets his employers against each other.
Vanya on 42nd Street - New York actors rehearse Chekhov's "Uncle Vanya" in a dilapidated theatre.
War of the Buttons - Rival gangs of young Irish kids enjoin in constantly escalating battles that ultimately entails the removal of the buttons from the clothes of captured losers.
1995:
Institute Benjamenta, or This Dream That One Calls Human Life - In a dreamlike and surreal world, a school for servants is visited by a young man whose presence impacts the people there, and possibly even the school itself.
Land and Freedom - David is an unemployed communist that comes to Spain in 1937 during the civil war to enroll the republicans and defend the democracy against the fascists.
Living in Oblivion - A film about filmmaking, which takes place during one day on the set of a low-budget movie.
1996:
Lone Star - When the skeleton of his murdered predecessor is found, Sheriff Sam Deeds unearths many other long-buried secrets in his Texas border town.
Small Faces - Lex, a self-assured prankster in 1968 Glasgow, begins a downward spiral after he accidentally shoots the leader of his brother's gang, but Lex's cockiness and immaturity unfortunately prevent him from understanding the effect his subsequent crimes will have on both himself, and on those around him.
Some Mother's Son - Focuses on the mothers that struggle to save the lives of their sons that are involved in the 1981 hunger strike in a British prison, in which IRA prisoner Bobby Sands led a protest against the treatment of IRA prisoners as criminals rather than as prisoners of war.
1997:
Gridlock'd - After a friend overdoses, Spoon and Stretch decide to kick their drug habits and attempt to enroll in a government detox program, but their efforts are hampered by seemingly endless red tape, as they are shuffled from one office to another while being chased by drug dealers and the police.
Kundun - From childhood to adulthood, Tibet's fourteenth Dalai Lama deals with Chinese oppression and other problems.
Niagara, Niagara - An outsider and a young woman plagued by Tourette's syndrome meet and together journey to Canada.
1998:
Jinnah - The story of Jinnah, the founder of Pakistan.
My Name Is Joe - Two thirtysomethings, unemployed former alcoholic Joe and community health worker Sarah, start a romantic relationship in the one of the toughest Glasgow neighbourhoods.
This Is My Father - A middle-aged teacher discovers photos from his mother's past that convinces him that she has not told the truth about his real father.
1999:
Sunshine - The fate of a Hungarian Jewish family throughout the 20th century.
Titus - Titus returns victorious from war, only to plant the seeds of future turmoil for himself and his family.
Wonderland - Members of a working-class family each deal with their own relationship issues over the course of a long November weekend.
2000:
Bread and Roses - Two Latina sisters work as cleaners in a downtown office building, and fight for the right to unionize.
George Washington - A group of children, in a depressed small town, band together to cover up a tragic mistake one summer.
Pollock - A film about the life and career of Jackson Pollock, an American painter struggling with drinking, insecurity, and stress.
2001:
Manic - Lyle Jensen is subject to sudden and violent outbursts, and he is committed to the juvenile wing of the Northwood Mental Institution, where several other youths are there with a variety of serious problems.
Tape - Three old high school friends meet in a Michigan motel room to dissect painful memories from their past.
The Zookeeper - In the midst of a civil war in an Eastern European country, a disillusioned ex-Communist is left behind to take care of the animals in the capital's zoological gardens until a U.N. rescue force arrives.
2002:
Bloody Sunday - A dramatization of the Irish civil rights protest march and subsequent massacre by British troops on January 30, 1972.
Sweet Sixteen - Determined to have a normal family life once his mother gets out of prison, a Scottish teenager from a tough background sets out to raise the money for a home.
The Dancer Upstairs - A police detective in a South American country is dedicated to hunting down a revolutionary guerilla leader.
2003:
Baadasssss! - Mario Van Peebles' half-documentary/half-homage to his father Melvin Van Peebles' movie Sweet Sweetback's Baadasssss Song.
Pieces of April - A wayward daughter invites her dying mother and the rest of her estranged family to her apartment for Thanksgiving dinner.
Wondrous Oblivion - 11-year-old David Wiseman and his family run into problems after David befriends their new neighbors.
2004:
Ae Fond Kiss... - Sparks fly in Glasgow's south side when a young Asian man enters into a relationship with a Caucasian woman.
In My Father's Den - A disillusioned war journalist's return home is blighted when he becomes implicated in the mysterious disappearance of a teenage girl he has befriended.
Mickybo and Me - Two boys, whom share an obsession with Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid, also share an ambition of running away to Australia.
2005:
Beyond the Gates - An exhausted Catholic priest and a young idealistic English teacher find themselves caught in the 1994 Rwandan genocide.
Man Push Cart - A night in the life of a former Pakistani rock star who now sells coffee from his push cart on the streets of Manhattan.
Parzania - A parsi family struggles to find their son during the 2002 Gujarat riots.
2006:
A Guide to Recognizing Your Saints - As his friends end up dead, on drugs, or in prison, a boy growing up in Astoria, New York during the 1980s comes to believe he has been saved from their fates by various so-called saints.
Just Like the Son - A petty thief's mentoring of an apparent orphan takes a profound turn when he kidnaps the boy from a foster home and drives him cross-country to his sister's house in Texas.
Kenny - The daily life of Kenny Smyth, a portable toilet deliverer.
2007:
California Dreamin' - A railway chief delays a NATO train transporting military equipment during the war in Kosovo in 1999.
Chop Shop - Alejandro, a resourceful street orphan on the verge of adolescence, lives and works in an auto-body repair shop in a sprawling junkyard on the outskirts of Queens, New York.
Shotgun Stories - In Southeast Arkansas, a feud erupts between two sets of half brothers following the death of their father.
2008:
Ballast - In the Mississippi delta, one man's suicide affects three people's lives.
Kisses - Two kids, Dylan and Kylie, run away from home at Christmas and spend a night of magic and terror on the streets of inner-city Dublin.
The Black Balloon - The complicated relationship between Thomas and his autistic brother, Charlie.
2009:
Balibo - War correspondent Roger East and the young Jose Ramos-Horta travel to East Timor to investigate the murders of the Balibo Five in 1975.
Ink - A mysterious creature, known as Ink, steals a child's soul in hopes of using it as a bargaining chip to join the Incubi, the group of supernatural beings responsible for creating nightmares.
Looking for Eric - Eric, a football fanatic postman whose life is descending into crisis, receives some life coaching from the famously philosophical Eric Cantona.
2010:
Beneath Hill 60 - In 1916, the 1st Australian Tunnelling Company is tunneling beneath German fortifications and bunkers to detonate massive explosive charges.
Boy - Set on the east coast of New Zealand in 1984, Boy, an 11-year-old child and devout Michael Jackson fan, gets a chance to know his absentee criminal father, who has returned to find a bag of money he buried years ago.
The First Grader - An 84-year-old Kenyan villager and ex Mau Mau veteran fights for his right to go to school for the first time to get the education he could never afford.
2011:
Death of a Superhero - A 15-year-old boy draws stories of an invincible superhero as he struggles with his mortality.
The Lady - The story of Aung San Suu Kyi's involvement in Burma's democracy movement, and her relationship with her husband, writer Michael Aris.
Wild Bill - Out on parole after 8 years inside, Bill Hayward returns home to find his now 11 and 15-year-old sons abandoned by their mother and fending for themselves.
2012:
Good Vibrations - A chronicle of Terri Hooley's life, a record-store owner instrumental in developing Belfast's punk-rock scene.
It's Such a Beautiful Day - Bill struggles to put together his shattered psyche.
Ship of Theseus - Explores questions of identity, justice, beauty, meaning and death through an experimental photographer, an ailing monk, and a young stockbroker.
2013:
Josh - Fatima, a committed schoolteacher living the cosmopolitan high life in Karachi, has her life shattered when her nanny, Nusrat, inexplicably disappears.
The Inevitable Defeat of Mister & Pete - Two inner city boys are left to fend for themselves over the summer after their mothers are taken away by the authorities.
The Young and Prodigious T.S. Spivet - A ten-year-old scientist secretly leaves his family's ranch in Montana where he lives with his cowboy father and scientist mother, and travels across the country aboard a freight train to receive an award at the Smithsonian Institute.
2014:
Before I Disappear - At the lowest point of his life, Richie gets a call from his estranged sister, asking him to look after his eleven-year old niece, Sophia, for a few hours.
The Prophet - Exiled artist and poet Mustafa embarks on a journey home with his housekeeper and her daughter.
Wheels - Two suicidal paraplegic junkies hustle their way through the city streets trying to find a reason to live.
2015:
James White - James, a twenty-something New Yorker, struggles to take control of his self-destructive behavior in the face of momentous family challenges.
Last Cab to Darwin - When Rex, a Broken Hill cab driver, is told he doesn't have long to live, he sets out on an epic journey to Darwin in a bid to die on his own terms.
The End of the Tour - A five-day interview between Rolling Stone reporter David Lipsky and acclaimed novelist David Foster Wallace, which takes place right after the 1996 publication of Wallace's groundbreaking epic novel, 'Infinite Jest.'
2016:
20th Century Women - The story of a teenage boy, his mother, and two other women who help raise him among the love and freedom of Southern California of 1979.
Away - Set in the north English seaside town of Blackpool and centered on the interactions between two kindred spirits.
Ethel & Ernest - The life and times of two ordinary Londoners living through extraordinary events.
Thanks to IMDb for help with descriptions.
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Edit: The years 1950-1975 have been added, bringing the total to 201.
I decided to divide these up according to year:
1950:
No Way Out - A black doctor is assigned to treat two racist white, robbery suspects who are brothers, and when one dies, it causes tension that could start a race riot.
Stage Fright - A struggling actress tries to help a friend prove his innocence when he's accused of murdering the husband of a high society entertainer.
The Men - A paralized war vet tries to adjust to the world without the use of his limbs.
1951:
The Browning Version - Forced to retire from an English public school, an unpopular professor must confront his failure as a teacher and husband.
The Tales of Hoffmann - A melancholy poet reflects on three women he loved and lost in the past: a mechanical performing doll, a Venetian courtesan, and the consumptive daughter of a celebrated composer.
Westward the Women - A trail guide escorts a group of women from Chicago to California to marry men that have recently began settling there.
1952:
Limelight - A fading comedian and a suicidally despondent ballet dancer must look to each other to find meaning and hope in their lives.
Scaramouche - In 18th century France, a man sets out to avenge the death of his friend at the hands of a master swordsman.
The Bad and the Beautiful - An unscrupulous movie producer uses an actress, a director and a writer to achieve success.
1953:
I Confess - A priest who comes under suspicion for murder cannot clear his name without breaking the seal of the confessional.
Lili - An orphaned young woman becomes part of a puppet act and forms a relationship with the anti-social puppeteer.
The Cruel Sea - The World War II adventures of a British convoy escort ship and its officers.
1954:
Johnny Guitar - After helping a wounded gang member, a strong-willed female saloon owner is wrongly suspected of murder and bank robbery by a lynch mob.
Journey to Italy - An unhappily married couple attempts to find direction and insight while vacationing in Naples.
Salt of the Earth - Based on an actual strike against the Empire Zinc Mine in New Mexico, the film deals with the prejudice against the Mexican-American workers, who struck to attain wage parity with Anglo workers in other mines and to be treated with dignity by the bosses.
1955:
Bad Day at Black Rock - A one-armed stranger comes to a tiny town possessing a terrible past they want to keep secret, by violent means if necessary.
Blackboard Jungle - A new English teacher at a violent, unruly inner-city school is determined to do his job, despite resistance from both students and faculty.
Confidential Report - An American adventurer investigates the past of mysterious tycoon Arkadin, placing himself in grave danger.
1956:
Patterns - When Fred Staples is recruited onto the board of a high-powered New York corporation, he finds his ethics and ambition at odds.
The Catered Affair - After Jane announces that she and Ralph are getting married the next week, Jane's mother attempts to give them a big wedding despite facing objections.
The Harder They Fall - Down-on-his-luck ex-sportswriter Eddie Willis is hired by shady fight promoter Nick Benko to promote his unknown, but easily exploitable find from Argentina.
1957:
3:10 to Yuma - Broke small-time rancher Dan Evans is hired by the stagecoach line to put big-time captured outlaw leader Ben Wade on the 3:10 train to Yuma but Wade's gang tries to free him.
Abandon Ship - A ship's officer finds himself in command of a lifeboat full of survivors of a sunken luxury liner.
Big Time Operators - A young couple inherits a debt-ridden old movie theater, appropriately nicknamed "The Flea Pit," and the three eccentric senior citizens who work there.
1958:
Ice Cold in Alex - During WW2 in North Africa, a medical field unit must cross the desert in their ambulance in order to reach the British lines in Alexandria.
The Big Country - A New Englander arrives in the Old West, where he becomes embroiled in a feud between two families over a valuable patch of land.
The Inn of the Sixth Happiness - Based on the true life exploits of Gladys Aylward who set off to China to work as a missionary and teacher.
1959:
Look Back in Anger - A disillusioned, angry university graduate comes to terms with his grudge against middle-class life and values.
Shadows - Cassavetes' jazz-scored improvisational film explores interracial friendships and relationships in Beat-Era (1950s) New York City.
Warlock - A famous gunman becomes the marshal of Warlock to end a gang's rampages, but is met with some opposition by a former gang member turned deputy sheriff who wants to follow only legal methods.
1960:
Home from the Hill - The story of the influential Hunnicutt family set in Texas during the late 1950s.
Tunes of Glory - Two senior officers conflict with each other in the cloistered environment of a Scottish military regiment.
Wild River - A TVA bureaucrat comes to the river to do what none of his predecessors have been able to do - evict a stubborn octogenarian from her island before the rising waters engulf her.
1961:
El Cid - The fabled Spanish hero Rodrigo Diaz (a.k.a. El Cid) faces obstacles regarding a family vendetta and court intrigue while attempting to defend Christian Spain against the Moors.
Splendor in the Grass - A fragile Kansas girl falls in love with a handsome young man from the town's most powerful family, but both face pressures within the relationship.
The Day the Earth Caught Fire - When the U.S. and Russia unwittingly test atomic bombs at the same time, it alters the nutation (axis of rotation) of the Earth.
1962:
Advise & Consent - Senate investigation into the President's newly nominated Secretary of State gives light to a secret from the past, which may not only ruin the candidate, but the President's character as well.
David and Lisa - The story of a young man in a mental institution for teens who begins to understand his psychosis in the environment of others with mental and emotional problems.
Light in the Piazza - The interactions between a young Italian man and young American woman, who has the mental capacity equivalent to that of a ten year old due to a mental disability caused by a head injury she received as a child.
1963:
A Child Is Waiting - When Jean Hansen comes to a school for disabled children to work there as a teacher, she becomes particularly interested in young Reuben, an autistic boy whose parents have not visited him for several years.
Love with the Proper Stranger - When Angie Rossini finds out she's pregnant, she tracks down Rocky Papasano the musician with whom she had a fling with.
Spencer's Mountain - The lives of Clay Spencer, his wife Olivia Spencer, and their nine children, who are the third and fourth generations of Spencers who have lived on Spencer's Mountain in the Snake River Valley nestled within the Grand Tetons of Wyoming.
1964:
7 Faces of Dr. Lao - A mysterious circus comes to a western town bearing wonders and characters that entertain the inhabitants and teach valuable lessons.
Seven Days in May - United States military leaders plot to overthrow the President because he supports a nuclear disarmament treaty and they fear a Soviet sneak attack.
The Americanization of Emily - An American naval officer's talent for living the good life in wartime is challenged when he falls in love and is sent on a dangerous mission.
1965:
In Harm's Way - A naval officer reprimanded after Pearl Harbor is later promoted to rear admiral and gets a second chance to prove himself against the Japanese.
The Flight of the Phoenix - After a plane crash in the Sahara, one of the survivors says he's an airplane designer and they can make a flyable plane from the wreckage.
The Great Race - A grand adventurous race takes place between the heroic Leslie and the despicable Professor Fate across three continents.
1966:
Follow Me, Boys! - A traveling band member becomes scoutmaster of a scout troop and helps the youth of a small town.
Grand Prix - American Grand Prix driver Pete Aron is fired by his Jordan-BRM racing team after a crash at Monaco that injures his British teammate, Scott Stoddard.
The Chase - The escape of Bubber Reeves from prison affects the inhabitants of a small Southern town.
1967:
Point Blank - After being double-crossed and left for dead, a mysterious man named Walker single-mindedly tries to retrieve the rather inconsequential sum of money that was stolen from him.
To Sir, with Love - Focuses on an idealistic engineer-trainee and his experiences in teaching a group of rambunctious white high school students from the slums of London's East End.
Two for the Road - Follows the lives of Joanna, a member of a touring girl's choir, and Mark, a struggling architect, after they first meet on the road in Europe.
1968:
Charly - Scientists try an experimental treatment on Charly, a good natured adult with a cognitive disability, which raises his IQ to genius levels but which does not give him emotional maturity.
Faces - After a middle-aged man leaves his wife for a younger woman, his ex-wife also begins a relationship with a younger partner.
The Mercenary - While a Mexican revolutionary lies low as a U.S. rodeo clown, the cynical Polish mercenary who tutored the idealistic peasant tells how he and a dedicated female radical fought for the soul of the guerrilla general Paco, as Mexicans threw off repressive government and all-powerful landowners in the 1910s.
1969:
Kes - Bullied at school and ignored and abused at home by his indifferent mother and older brother, Billy Casper (David Bradley), a 15-year-old working-class Yorkshire boy, tames and trains his pet kestrel falcon whom he names Kes.
Medium Cool - A TV news reporter finds himself becoming personally involved in the violence that erupts around the 1968 Democratic National Convention.
The Prime of Miss Jean Brodie - A headstrong young teacher in a private school in 1930s Edinburgh ignores the curriculum and influences her impressionable 12 year old charges with her over-romanticized world view.
1970:
Husbands - A common friend's sudden death brings three men, married with children, to reconsider their lives and ultimately leave together.
The Phantom Tollbooth - Milo, a boy who is bored with life, comes home to find a toll booth in his room and gets in his toy car to drives through, only to emerge in a world full of adventure.
The Railway Children - After the enforced absence of their father, three children move with their mother to Yorkshire, where during their adventures they attempt to discover the reason for his disappearance.
1971:
Minnie and Moskowitz - After Minnie breaks up with her married boyfriend and becomes disillusioned, her feelings begin to change when she meets a crazy car-parker named Seymour.
Red Sun - In 1870, a gang robs a train and steals a ceremonial Japanese sword meant as a gift from Japan to the U.S. President, prompting a man hunt to retrieve it.
Walkabout - Two young siblings stranded in the Australian Outback are forced to cope on their own and meet an Australian boy on "walkabout": a ritual separation from his tribe.
1972:
Across 110th Street - Two New York City cops go after amateur crooks who are trying to rip off the Mafia and start a gang war.
The Culpepper Cattle Co. - A young farmboy who always wanted to be a cowhand talks a tough trail boss into hiring him on a cattle drive.
The Effect of Gamma Rays on Man-in-the-Moon Marigolds - The story of a middle-aged widowed eccentric named Beatrice Hunsdorfer and her daughters, a rebellious epileptic named Ruth and a quiet science enthusiast named Matilda.
1973:
Emperor of the North - In 1933, during the Depression, Shack the brutal conductor of the number 19 train has a personal vendetta against the best train hopping hobo tramp in the Northwest, A No. 1.
Scarecrow - Max, an ex-con drifter with a penchant for brawling is amused by Lion, a homeless ex-sailor, and they partner up as they head east together.
The Last Detail - Two Navy men are ordered to bring a young offender to prison, but decide to show him one last good time along the way.
1974:
A Woman Under the Influence - Mabel, a wife and mother, is loved by her husband Nick but her mental illness proves to be a problem in the marriage.
Conrack - A young, white teacher is assigned to an isolated island off the coast of South Carolina populated mostly by poor black families.
The Yakuza - Harry Kilmer returns to Japan after several years in order to rescue his friend George's kidnapped daughter and ends up on the wrong side of the Yakuza, the notorious Japanese mafia.
1975:
Night Moves - Los Angeles private detective Harry Moseby is hired by a client to find her runaway teenage daughter and he stumbles upon a case of murder and artifact smuggling.
The Sunshine Boys - A vaudeville duo agree to reunite for a TV special, but it turns out that they can't stand each other.
The Wind and the Lion - In early 20th century Morocco, a Sharif kidnaps an American woman and her children, forcing President Theodore Roosevelt to send in forces to conduct a rescue mission.
1976:
Mikey and Nicky - In Philadelphia, a small-time bookie who stole mob money is in hiding and he begs a childhood friend to help him evade the hit-man who's on his trail.
The Front - In 1953, a cashier poses as a writer for blacklisted talents to submit their work through, but the injustice around him pushes him to take a stand.
The Shootist - A dying gunfighter spends his last days looking for a way to die with a minimum of pain and a maximum of dignity.
1977:
Sorcerer - Four unfortunate men from different parts of the globe agree to risk their lives transporting gallons of nitroglycerin across dangerous South American jungle.
The Duellists - A small feud between two Napoleonic officers evolves into a decades-long series of duels.
The Late Show - A grumpy semi-retired private investigator partners with a quirky female client to catch the people who murdered his partner.
1978:
Big Wednesday - The lives of some California surfers from the early 1960s to the 1970s.
The Driver - A getaway driver becomes the latest assignment for a tenancious detective.
The Silent Partner - A timid bank teller anticipates a bank robbery and steals the money himself before the crook arrives.
1979:
Return of the Secaucus Seven - Seven former college friends, along with a few new friends, gather for a weekend reunion at a summer house in New Hampshire to reminisce about the good old days, when they got arrested on the way to a protest in Washington, DC.
The China Syndrome - A reporter finds what appears to be a cover-up of safety hazards at a nuclear power plant.
The Wanderers - In 1963 New York, an Italian gang called the Wanderers attempt to defend their honor and turf against rival gangs.
1980:
Brubaker - The new warden of a small prison farm in Arkansas tries to clean it up of corruption after initially posing as an inmate.
Lion of the Desert - The story of the Libyan resistance leader, Omar Mukhtar, who led the Libyan resistance against the Italian opressors from 1911-1931.
The Long Riders - The origins, exploits and the ultimate fate of the Jesse James gang is told in a sympathetic portrayal of the bank robbers made up of brothers who begin their legendary bank raids because of revenge.
1981:
American Pop - The story of four generations of a Russian Jewish immigrant family of musicians whose careers parallel the history of American popular music in the 20th century.
My Dinner with Andre - Two old friends meet for dinner; as one tells anecdotes detailing his experiences, the other notices their differing worldviews.
Ragtime - A young black pianist becomes embroiled in the lives of an upper-class white family set among the racial tensions, infidelity, violence, and other events in early 1900s New York City.
1982:
Diner - A group of college-age buddies struggle with their imminent passage into adulthood in 1959 Baltimore.
The Plague Dogs - Two dogs escape from a laboratory and are hunted as possible carriers of the bubonic plague.
The Year of Living Dangerously - A young Australian reporter tries to navigate the political turmoil of Indonesia during the rule of President Sukarno with the help of a diminutive photographer.
1983:
Local Hero - An American oil company sends a man to Scotland to buy up an entire village where they want to build a refinery, but things don't go as expected.
Testament - The life of a suburban American family is scarred after a nuclear attack.
Under Fire - Three journalists in a romantic triangle are involved in political intrigue during the last days of the corrupt Somozoa regime in Nicaragua before it falls to a popular revolution in 1979.
1984:
Another Country - Based on the life of the young Guy Burgess, who would become better known as one of the Cambridge Spies.
Broadway Danny Rose - In his attempts to reconcile a lounge singer with his mistress, a hapless talent agent is mistaken as her lover by a jealous gangster.
Where the Green Ants Dream - A geologist employed by an Australian mining company finds himself disputing the rights of some aborigines who believe their land to be sacred.
1985:
The Adventures of Mark Twain - Tom Sawyer, Becky Thatcher and Huck Finn join Mark Twain on his airship to meet Halley's Comet.
The Journey of Natty Gann - In the 1930s, a tomboyish girl runs away from her guardian to join her single father who is 2,000 miles away, because there was work there.
To Live and Die in L.A. - A fearless Secret Service agent will stop at nothing to bring down the counterfeiter who killed his partner.
1986:
Malcolm - After getting fired for building his own tram, Malcolm gets Frank, who has just been released from jail, to move in to help pay the bills.
Salvador - An American photojournalist gets caught in a political struggle at El Salvador in 1980.
True Stories - A small but growing Texas town, filled with strange and musical characters, celebrates its sesquicentennial and converge on a local parade and talent show.
1987:
Bagdad Cafe - A lonely German woman ends up in the most desolate motel on Earth and decides to make it brighter.
Matewan - A labor union organizer comes to an embattled mining community brutally and violently dominated and harassed by the mining company.
Some Kind of Wonderful - When Keith goes out with Amanda, the girl of his dreams, Keith's best friend, tomboy Watts, realizes she has feelings for Keith.
1988:
Bird - The troubled life and career of the jazz musician, Charlie "Bird" Parker.
Gorillas in the Mist - The story of Dian Fossey, a scientist who came to Africa to study the vanishing mountain gorillas, and later fought to protect them.
Miracle Mile - A young man hears a chance phone call telling him that a nuclear war has started and missiles will hit his city in 70 minutes.
1989:
Henry V - In the midst of the Hundred Years War, the young King Henry V of England embarks on the conquest of France in 1415.
Lean on Me - The dedicated but tyrannical Joe Clark is appointed the principal of a decaying inner-city school and he is determined to improve by any and all means.
The Unbelievable Truth - A man returns to his home town after serving a prison sentence for homicide, and finds that the details of the crime have been forgotten and replaced with local legends and rumors.
1990:
Hidden Agenda - When an American human rights lawyer is assassinated in Belfast, it remains for the man's girlfriend, as well as a tough, no nonsense, police detective to find the truth.
State of Grace - A New York cop is recruited to return to his hometown and infiltrate the mob ran by his best friend's brother.
The Field - "Bull" McCabe's family has farmed a field for generations, sacrificing endlessly for the sake of the land, and when the widow, who owns the field, decides to sell the field in a public auction, McCabe knows that he must own it, but runs into trouble with another bidder that wants the field to build a highway.
1991:
Europa - Just after W.W.II, an American takes a railway job in Germany, but finds his position politically sensitive with various people trying to use him.
Riff-Raff - The story of a construction worker named Stevie and his unemployed pop singer girlfriend, which serves to show the living conditions of the British poor class.
The Indian Runner - A Vietnam vet comes home to his small town and finds himself in conflict with rules that his brother has vowed to uphold.
1992:
American Me - A Mexican-American Mafia kingpin is released from prison, falls in love for the first time, and grows introspective about his gangster lifestyle.
One False Move - A small town police chief awaits the arrival of a gang of killers.
The Long Day Closes - The story of an 11-year-old named Bud, a sad and lonely boy who struggles through his days, with the movies that play at the local movie-house serving as his main source of solace.
1993:
Fearless - A man's personality is dramatically changed after surviving a major airline crash.
The Secret Adventures of Tom Thumb - A boy born the size of a small doll is kidnapped by a genetic lab, and meets a variety of strange creatures while finding a way back to his father.
Thirty Two Short Films About Glenn Gould - A collection of vignettes highlighting different aspects of the life, work, and character of the acclaimed Canadian classical pianist.
1994:
Fresh - Death and violence anger a 12-year-old drug courier, who sets his employers against each other.
Vanya on 42nd Street - New York actors rehearse Chekhov's "Uncle Vanya" in a dilapidated theatre.
War of the Buttons - Rival gangs of young Irish kids enjoin in constantly escalating battles that ultimately entails the removal of the buttons from the clothes of captured losers.
1995:
Institute Benjamenta, or This Dream That One Calls Human Life - In a dreamlike and surreal world, a school for servants is visited by a young man whose presence impacts the people there, and possibly even the school itself.
Land and Freedom - David is an unemployed communist that comes to Spain in 1937 during the civil war to enroll the republicans and defend the democracy against the fascists.
Living in Oblivion - A film about filmmaking, which takes place during one day on the set of a low-budget movie.
1996:
Lone Star - When the skeleton of his murdered predecessor is found, Sheriff Sam Deeds unearths many other long-buried secrets in his Texas border town.
Small Faces - Lex, a self-assured prankster in 1968 Glasgow, begins a downward spiral after he accidentally shoots the leader of his brother's gang, but Lex's cockiness and immaturity unfortunately prevent him from understanding the effect his subsequent crimes will have on both himself, and on those around him.
Some Mother's Son - Focuses on the mothers that struggle to save the lives of their sons that are involved in the 1981 hunger strike in a British prison, in which IRA prisoner Bobby Sands led a protest against the treatment of IRA prisoners as criminals rather than as prisoners of war.
1997:
Gridlock'd - After a friend overdoses, Spoon and Stretch decide to kick their drug habits and attempt to enroll in a government detox program, but their efforts are hampered by seemingly endless red tape, as they are shuffled from one office to another while being chased by drug dealers and the police.
Kundun - From childhood to adulthood, Tibet's fourteenth Dalai Lama deals with Chinese oppression and other problems.
Niagara, Niagara - An outsider and a young woman plagued by Tourette's syndrome meet and together journey to Canada.
1998:
Jinnah - The story of Jinnah, the founder of Pakistan.
My Name Is Joe - Two thirtysomethings, unemployed former alcoholic Joe and community health worker Sarah, start a romantic relationship in the one of the toughest Glasgow neighbourhoods.
This Is My Father - A middle-aged teacher discovers photos from his mother's past that convinces him that she has not told the truth about his real father.
1999:
Sunshine - The fate of a Hungarian Jewish family throughout the 20th century.
Titus - Titus returns victorious from war, only to plant the seeds of future turmoil for himself and his family.
Wonderland - Members of a working-class family each deal with their own relationship issues over the course of a long November weekend.
2000:
Bread and Roses - Two Latina sisters work as cleaners in a downtown office building, and fight for the right to unionize.
George Washington - A group of children, in a depressed small town, band together to cover up a tragic mistake one summer.
Pollock - A film about the life and career of Jackson Pollock, an American painter struggling with drinking, insecurity, and stress.
2001:
Manic - Lyle Jensen is subject to sudden and violent outbursts, and he is committed to the juvenile wing of the Northwood Mental Institution, where several other youths are there with a variety of serious problems.
Tape - Three old high school friends meet in a Michigan motel room to dissect painful memories from their past.
The Zookeeper - In the midst of a civil war in an Eastern European country, a disillusioned ex-Communist is left behind to take care of the animals in the capital's zoological gardens until a U.N. rescue force arrives.
2002:
Bloody Sunday - A dramatization of the Irish civil rights protest march and subsequent massacre by British troops on January 30, 1972.
Sweet Sixteen - Determined to have a normal family life once his mother gets out of prison, a Scottish teenager from a tough background sets out to raise the money for a home.
The Dancer Upstairs - A police detective in a South American country is dedicated to hunting down a revolutionary guerilla leader.
2003:
Baadasssss! - Mario Van Peebles' half-documentary/half-homage to his father Melvin Van Peebles' movie Sweet Sweetback's Baadasssss Song.
Pieces of April - A wayward daughter invites her dying mother and the rest of her estranged family to her apartment for Thanksgiving dinner.
Wondrous Oblivion - 11-year-old David Wiseman and his family run into problems after David befriends their new neighbors.
2004:
Ae Fond Kiss... - Sparks fly in Glasgow's south side when a young Asian man enters into a relationship with a Caucasian woman.
In My Father's Den - A disillusioned war journalist's return home is blighted when he becomes implicated in the mysterious disappearance of a teenage girl he has befriended.
Mickybo and Me - Two boys, whom share an obsession with Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid, also share an ambition of running away to Australia.
2005:
Beyond the Gates - An exhausted Catholic priest and a young idealistic English teacher find themselves caught in the 1994 Rwandan genocide.
Man Push Cart - A night in the life of a former Pakistani rock star who now sells coffee from his push cart on the streets of Manhattan.
Parzania - A parsi family struggles to find their son during the 2002 Gujarat riots.
2006:
A Guide to Recognizing Your Saints - As his friends end up dead, on drugs, or in prison, a boy growing up in Astoria, New York during the 1980s comes to believe he has been saved from their fates by various so-called saints.
Just Like the Son - A petty thief's mentoring of an apparent orphan takes a profound turn when he kidnaps the boy from a foster home and drives him cross-country to his sister's house in Texas.
Kenny - The daily life of Kenny Smyth, a portable toilet deliverer.
2007:
California Dreamin' - A railway chief delays a NATO train transporting military equipment during the war in Kosovo in 1999.
Chop Shop - Alejandro, a resourceful street orphan on the verge of adolescence, lives and works in an auto-body repair shop in a sprawling junkyard on the outskirts of Queens, New York.
Shotgun Stories - In Southeast Arkansas, a feud erupts between two sets of half brothers following the death of their father.
2008:
Ballast - In the Mississippi delta, one man's suicide affects three people's lives.
Kisses - Two kids, Dylan and Kylie, run away from home at Christmas and spend a night of magic and terror on the streets of inner-city Dublin.
The Black Balloon - The complicated relationship between Thomas and his autistic brother, Charlie.
2009:
Balibo - War correspondent Roger East and the young Jose Ramos-Horta travel to East Timor to investigate the murders of the Balibo Five in 1975.
Ink - A mysterious creature, known as Ink, steals a child's soul in hopes of using it as a bargaining chip to join the Incubi, the group of supernatural beings responsible for creating nightmares.
Looking for Eric - Eric, a football fanatic postman whose life is descending into crisis, receives some life coaching from the famously philosophical Eric Cantona.
2010:
Beneath Hill 60 - In 1916, the 1st Australian Tunnelling Company is tunneling beneath German fortifications and bunkers to detonate massive explosive charges.
Boy - Set on the east coast of New Zealand in 1984, Boy, an 11-year-old child and devout Michael Jackson fan, gets a chance to know his absentee criminal father, who has returned to find a bag of money he buried years ago.
The First Grader - An 84-year-old Kenyan villager and ex Mau Mau veteran fights for his right to go to school for the first time to get the education he could never afford.
2011:
Death of a Superhero - A 15-year-old boy draws stories of an invincible superhero as he struggles with his mortality.
The Lady - The story of Aung San Suu Kyi's involvement in Burma's democracy movement, and her relationship with her husband, writer Michael Aris.
Wild Bill - Out on parole after 8 years inside, Bill Hayward returns home to find his now 11 and 15-year-old sons abandoned by their mother and fending for themselves.
2012:
Good Vibrations - A chronicle of Terri Hooley's life, a record-store owner instrumental in developing Belfast's punk-rock scene.
It's Such a Beautiful Day - Bill struggles to put together his shattered psyche.
Ship of Theseus - Explores questions of identity, justice, beauty, meaning and death through an experimental photographer, an ailing monk, and a young stockbroker.
2013:
Josh - Fatima, a committed schoolteacher living the cosmopolitan high life in Karachi, has her life shattered when her nanny, Nusrat, inexplicably disappears.
The Inevitable Defeat of Mister & Pete - Two inner city boys are left to fend for themselves over the summer after their mothers are taken away by the authorities.
The Young and Prodigious T.S. Spivet - A ten-year-old scientist secretly leaves his family's ranch in Montana where he lives with his cowboy father and scientist mother, and travels across the country aboard a freight train to receive an award at the Smithsonian Institute.
2014:
Before I Disappear - At the lowest point of his life, Richie gets a call from his estranged sister, asking him to look after his eleven-year old niece, Sophia, for a few hours.
The Prophet - Exiled artist and poet Mustafa embarks on a journey home with his housekeeper and her daughter.
Wheels - Two suicidal paraplegic junkies hustle their way through the city streets trying to find a reason to live.
2015:
James White - James, a twenty-something New Yorker, struggles to take control of his self-destructive behavior in the face of momentous family challenges.
Last Cab to Darwin - When Rex, a Broken Hill cab driver, is told he doesn't have long to live, he sets out on an epic journey to Darwin in a bid to die on his own terms.
The End of the Tour - A five-day interview between Rolling Stone reporter David Lipsky and acclaimed novelist David Foster Wallace, which takes place right after the 1996 publication of Wallace's groundbreaking epic novel, 'Infinite Jest.'
2016:
20th Century Women - The story of a teenage boy, his mother, and two other women who help raise him among the love and freedom of Southern California of 1979.
Away - Set in the north English seaside town of Blackpool and centered on the interactions between two kindred spirits.
Ethel & Ernest - The life and times of two ordinary Londoners living through extraordinary events.
Thanks to IMDb for help with descriptions.
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2016.08.01 19:29 ClickiClack Toilet spy mature

Riot Act
A drama free "adults only" war clan
Are you looking for an active warring clan that doesn't ask you to make Clash a second job? We're a laid back clan that takes the game seriously enough to be fun, but not so seriously it becomes a chore.
Clan rules are simple. War rules are simple. We are by no means OneHive and do not aim to be.
Consistently Warring Sunday 4pm EST, Tuesday 6pm EST, Thursday 8pm EST
Consistently Winning Over 200 War Wins We win over 80% of our wars
Currently at Level: 10!
Currently Looking For: Solid Town Hall 8s and 9s. Will accept some TH10's (see requirements below).
What the Clan Wants To continue winning 80% of our wars while our clan bases grow to TH9's and TH10's. To maintain a 40-50 member roster allowing us to routinely war with 20-25 members three times a week. To form a tight core group of players that can enjoy lively chat and go to war intelligently, without micromanagement from leadership.
Current clan members are based in North America, so new members are preferably in American or UK time zones.
We're currently trying to maintain a minimum age limit of 21 years old. We can't enforce it by the number, but we're looking for mature players.
In the Clan - What to Expect from Us Respect, Wit, and Mature Immaturity. We can be "playfully mean," and therefore value a sense of humor in our members. Rated M for Maturity.
Near Constant War Opt outs are available when Real Life looms. If you won't have time to prepare and do your war attacks well. When in doubt, opt out.
Use of external tools for war calls and communication We use ClashCaller and IM chats for calling targets and recording results. No more building an army only to find out 1 minute before your attack that someone else attacked your target.
A Steady Stream of Advice We love wars for the sake of perfecting strategies and getting those sweet, sweet 3-Star attacks. A lot of us research videos and break down bases minutely during war and boy do we love talking about it.
A Competitive Spirit Among Clanmates. Who can get all their walls done for a Town Hall level first? Who gets the highest donation count for a season? Most attacks won? You don't "win" anything other than gloating rights. But sometimes that's all you need.
Elder is Given Over Time. If you're that hung up on a title, you probably won't fit in.
Co-Leader is Given Over Even More Time. See above.
In the Clan - What We Expect From You Respect, Wit, and Mature Immaturity. Rated M for Maturity. This doesn't mean rampant toilet humor and blatant crassness. We look more for "Monty Python" humor than "Jackass" humor.
The Ability to Take (and Follow!) Advice and Criticism When we review war strategy and tactics it isn't intended to berate anyone, but to help them improve. We will expect everyone to take strategy advice seriously, but not personally.
A Steady Stream of Advice Even if you're a lower level Town Hall, a good opinion on strategy is just a good opinion on strategy. Engaging in planning attacks on war bases shows us you're genuinely interested in war and are putting effort into improving your game. We're all always learning something and encourage "thinking out loud" when it comes to tactics.
Dedicated Gameplay, Especially in War. You don't have to be a pro, but you have to be willing to learn and apply that learning. Mistakes happen, things don't go quite to plan, or sometimes war just goes wrong. Bad luck or an experiment in strategy is forgiven easily as long as you learn something from it. We won't look for perfection, but we will look for consistent improvement in you as much as we do in ourselves.
Donations Given as Well as Donations Asked. We don't keep track of minimum donations or donation ratios, just don’t ignore open requests. Give, give, give and request, request, request!
In the Clan - War Use both attacks. Yada, yada, yada. Each war is different. Each war may require different rules. We expect you to be able to take on a base your own level, if not higher. No cheap shots!
A Few Minimum Requirements For Town Halls at level 8-
All walls at least at level 7 (purple). All Army Camps upgraded to level 6 (200 troop capacity). Barbarian King at level 5. For Town Halls at level 9- At least 50% Lego walls (L9). Army Camps upgraded to level 7 (220 troop capacity). Heroes at 15/15. Max war troops. War Hero - 200 stars or better. For Town Halls at level 10- At least 50% Lego walls (L9). Army Camps upgraded to level 8 (240 troop capacity). Heroes at 25/25. Max war troops. War Hero - 200 stars or better. Level 5 spell factory.
MENTION THE FORUM WHEN YOU REQUEST TO JOIN FOR A MUCH BETTER CHANCE OF BEING ACCEPTED. WE ARE A BIT PARANOID ABOUT ENEMY SPIES FROM CURRENT WARS.
RIOT ACT Blue shield with red flames Clan Tag #8C8PV8GY
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2015.02.20 21:24 conspirobot How I Came to be a Chef in the Culinary Institute of America - My Path to being a Spy and the understanding the underlying metaphor of the civilian CIA - Food. (3 of 3)

poster: WhistinDixErect, original conspiracy link
Good and Evil - I Battle The Devil with Details and Persistance The goal from the very beginning likely involved not paying my taxes to the tune of 14k. Even though I had paid roughly 1/4 of my lifetime earnings to the government in taxes or 125,000... the minute im 10k behind the trillion dollar government has something to involve itself with.... or so it would seem like the government. But it wasnt.
Our relationship began with a discussion of Monarch Disney programming and MK Ultra. On the first in a triad of supermoons last year I would step outside after being accosted on the internet by some guy warning of plagues and evil pazuzu.. and I would look up to the supermoon and I would see a shooting star. I thought of the song "When you wish upon a star". I thought Ill do an experiment. Ill send a text to a girl and a guy, and see what they say. The girl ignored me. And he would respond "Nibiru!".
He was a Nibiru freak. He loved coast 2 coast. He and I loved conspiracy theories. But he didn't ever listen to my conspiracy theories. And I never listened to his. Mine seemed to have some semblance of truth in this world, whereas his seemed to be of dubious nature and much more cosmic in scope. Apocolyse kind of scope. A planet was coming for the earth. The poles were going to shift. Noah's flood was coming.
I would finally start making an observation that his sadness had a lot to do with his abuse of drugs. He would go out all night long and god knows what he did other than he came back physically and mentally exhausted. I couldnt know where he was or what he did. He never had money though. And he was increasingly negative about my presence in the apartment I rented for us.
He would start acting in increasingly violent ways. Lies. Shiftiness. I went on a vacation and while I was away he invited a man to stay in the house that was about 44 years old. He wore a ring of the Kabbala. He was clearly a jew. With egyptian tattoos. And a prevelant tattoo of an octopus on his leg. My escort has an ahnk tatto.
At home we know the ahnk symbol as the symbol of the hunters from Logans Run. In logans run, people at 30 ascend - or are execute. Those that run are hunted down by ahnk brandishing police. My boyfriend here, had no idea what this movie was. But he was nontheless wearing it on his leg - and hunting the dick of old daddies.
He would additionally clean himself out, but always leave the toilet paper, presumably with the semen of other men, in the toilet for me to flush. I had to flush it. I began to suspect if they were trying to monitor if I had HIV or make it look like I had HIV, or maybe they just didnt really think to unessecarily flush the toilet for a little toilet paper. I have no idea.
He would keep the house clean, and he would pester me, and he refused to learn anything from me... and he continued to suck me dry... All the while I am little by little helping him establish his credit, get his drivers liscense, social security... and then he got arrested and put in jail for not finishing a DWI sentence. He got rehab to come to him.
The things they don't want you to know - Angels and Airwaves, Ultrasonic, Ultraviolet Shadows and Vibrations - The voice of God - Framing you and buying your soul The Illuminati - Children Sex Rings in the country - American Snipers and American Assassins Telepathy is real. Or at least it would appear to be. I would test it many times. I would simply move my lips, and he has adapted his hearing such that he can hear what I was saying from across the room silently. He would move his lips in response. While he was sleeping I would think "move your left arm". And like clockwork he would move his left arm. It was insane moments of divine truth where youre not sure if the drugs are the cause or the mind is the cause... but fictional universes were meshing with my real one.
I would start putting my EE degree to work to begin investigating how this could in fact be the case. I would see the solution click like a giant light bulb would go off in my head. MK ULTRASONIC. Thats what it is. This MK Ultra program is a therapy program for PTSD in soldiers where using soldiers specifically adapted to hearing in the ultrasonic range - were operant conditioned to do a variety of things much like pavlovs dogs.
As I hung around him long enough, they got more irritated. They did not want me there. The reason was I was goign to eventually acclimate to the ULTRASONIC signal and begin hearing it. Its a technology called Voice-FM. Basically you FM encode a signal in the 23-30khz range and point it at their head. The brain will eventually begin to decode the sound as a voice... inside their head.
I got to experience what MK Ultra was all about. It was about getting someone to believe they were selling their souls to the devil... but the devil was infact an extrnal director that they had accepted and believed was themselves. Damn insidious. Damn effective. There were nights where they would bombard me with this technology demanding compliance. And I would play along with them... and get them to bite.... only to defy them at the last minute and laugh at them. Some nights I cried. Some nights they thanked me for being such a good sport. It was hell. Pure and simple hell.
The devil was the Kabbalist. A jew was at the root of this activity and he was the first to show me he could hear me telepathically by answering my questions before I thought them. Much like the oracle in the Matrix. He acted as though this planets journey had been a very long time, and i had seen only a miniscule amount of it. He acted like he was a biblical age. That he was hundreds of years old. Part of me thinks his soul was.
He also was a fractured monarch slave. He had severe multiple personality disorder. He held an intense hatred for black people and for homosexuals largely due to a group of vigilante black people who decided to teach the fag a lesson about gay sex by putting cyayne pepper on his hole and fucking it into him. Its a pain he experiences to this very day and caused irreperable damage. He sees the lifestyle as containing something very dark and very evil in some places. And hes right.
He is a poisoner assassin. He hunts down the worst kind of irredeemable person in our society and sucks the life out of them with their own choices. He doesn't do anything really illeagl, as he appears to be a police officer by some accounts, but he does allow other to chose to hang themselves with their own rope. Its a dirty job I think. But ultimately I can see it a morally sound.
My friend was raped by a group of men and now he uses his bottoming skills to use DNA testing to find the illegitimate children of VIPs so they can have the upper hand in any politician having a hooker get pregnant. He himself, I am led to believe, is the illegitimate child of a senator in a north western state who fancies himself out of the fish tank. That senator apparantly also has an african american child with a prostitute.
What happens when they find a dead beat dad, or a senators child I dont know. They call themselves angels, for they think they cannot die unless they chose to die. Its remarkably sound logic considering the life they lead. All the male escorts know one another and are often out of the Army, Navy, or Air Force. I saw escorts from each branch. And everytime I met one, they seemed to know everything about me. I had most certainly become a psyhcological operation.
They would overtime become less and less worried about exposure or me harming myself or others from their tests... they would send ever increasing attractive hookers thorugh my city. They would send ones that had knowledge I needed to know. Or they needed my help talking to them and giving them guidance. They would raise me to know something most never could see.
Hypnosis You talk in your sleep. You can be controlled in your sleep by someone talking to you. That coupled with smell stimulus and binural beat wave induction can simply make the brain a circuit to be programmed. Thats it. Thats the most evil component of our psycological arms operation.
They start this on kids from a young age and use it to create sex slaves in some of them - particularly awful parents do this. It creates the pedophillic cabal you read so much about but have so very little about how such a thing is even fucking possible. I've never seen a child whore in captivity but had I seen one I would have likely shot the mother fucker responsible. The realm of child rapists is sad because I was a victim of the same thing, only my peers were my partners instead of my adults. If the mature people were using me for sex as a child my whole idea of what is right in this world would be so skewed as to be disappointing.
Listening Devices The reason Edison's lightbulb won out over Telsa lightbulb is what brings my tale of the rabbit hole to a close. It was when my friend was in jail I saught out a crazy phoenix who had wings tattoed on his back and a red mohawk. He would try to be a drug dealer and stripper in front of me.
He was addicted to injection drugs. I would try them with him a few times just to understand the draw of his addiction. It was nice but it wasnt that nice that I really needed to ruin my body for it. But he would. He was a chemist who had fallen into a broken cycle, which when we started seeing each other we promised we were going to help one another break it.
But little by little, he kept getting me into progressively more compromising situations. First I would end up in a drug dealers house who was doing heroin - the first time I had the pleasure of being around an honest to god heroin user. Needless to say he was about as awful as expected. My highlight was when he took a loaded pistol at 5 am and began to unload it in a brazen fashion pointing it up to the roof where a bed was on the above floor. I knew that somehow i kept getting into peoples fucking nightmares.
But I digress. One day he comes in just shortly after the Kabbalist comes in to do his MPD ritual in the bathroom. (That or make drugs, im not sure what he does in there but the possibility that he has a very very sad ritual keeps me from prying). He comes with a large quantity of meth which I proceed to lecture him on.
He accuses me of only wanting him for sex and drugs. And I'm like kid... I never once asked you for either. The only thing I asked you was for sustenance which in this world... is food. His paranoia peaked. He heard a voice in the water of the fish tank. I told him that my grandfather died much from something like his life... when he worked for bell hellicopter.
His eyes got wide. His grandfather also worked for Bell. And his was in the hospital dying of leukemia. He couldn't fathom how I would know that. So he set his box of drugs down and he slowly left my place. The box said on the top "Bell & Rose". To me this was the confirmation that I had met the grandson of the man who killed my grandfather. I could now go meet him if I wanted.
Additionally, this kid was skyping with a man from Flirt 4 Free. A site I explored with some diligence. And provided thousands of dollars to in a protest to just how rediculous you could act on the internet and how much money you could spend on nothing. I sent them a letter with make it right. And I believe now that this whole plot was orchestrated by them to hide the fact that they are a laundering front for the illeagal drug trade.
Yep pretty sure that last sentence I should have edited out, and we will know when I either get shot, hung, framed for it or not. But since they didn't make it right but made it worse... we gotta go with what works.
Anyways long story short, I spooked the grandson of my grandfathers murderer out of his box of drugs... The ultimate truth was that he killed my grandfather because he and another man were a homosexual. And couldnt be trusted in a communist time of war. Its retarded but thats it.
Bell. The light bulb of edisons won out because the filaments in them can vibrate at inaudible frequencies that can be used to hear or transmit messages to people. Waterpipes in peoples homes additionally can be bugged to emit or hear messages. When the elecricity is tapped with a signal transmitter, any rotational moter in the supply will begin to sound out the message. Add that with directed magnetic energy weapons and you got yourself one helluva a spying apparatus.
So there you have it kids. My trip through the dark side. And somehow I got to write about it and post it on the internet. But the grandson of my grandfather's killer told me one thing as he fell asleep. He said "We switched your data lines in mid november." So while I think im posting this to the internet... he makes me think im probably not. And even if I am... its too long for anyone to give a shit. Enjoy my dick pics when they release them and the recordings of me talking about vile shit. Like I said I am a filthy filthy man.
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