#bananimosity

[briar-witch]

Nice, nice. Now tell me about Wasshisname. Who the fuck is that guy, even?

God damn it.

01. Full name: I DON’T KNOW. One of his Pseudonyms is “The Herbalist”02. Best friend: ...Vassal? Does worst enemy for hundreds of years count as a        best friend?03. Sexuality: Ace04. Favorite color: White05. Relationship status: Business relationships only06. Ideal mate: No07. Turn-ons: Power’s always good, magical or otherwise08. Favorite food: Bread09. Crushes: Nooo... There are are a couple of gods that he’s envious of10. Favorite music: Baroque Classical11. Biggest fear: Death12. Biggest fantasy: The attainment of immortality without having to rely on               psychic vampirism13. Bad habits: Nervous eating14. Biggest regret: Allowing his three magical medallions to be stolen15. Best kept secrets: He will die if he is separated from his mask for too long16. Last thought: “Where’s my next victim coming from?”17. Worst romantic experience: When he was a teenager, his parents tried to       set him up with an arranged marriage. It was awkward and terrible and he       ran away and joined a cult. 18. Biggest insecurity: Having to rely on his magical mask for his immortality19. Weapon of choice: Personal magic, augmented by his mask20. Role Model: The Divine Sun, God of All That Is Touched By His Light

[vega-luna]

6, 16, and 17?

(of course you pick the hardest ones)

6 - I guess the one that I like most consistently would either be Mannheim Steamroller, or The Doors. There are a lot more that I really like one or two things from, though.

16 - I think it comes down to Inglourious Basterds, or Cloud Atlas. 

17 - I’m almost done with my Bachelor’s in Accounting, and I’ve grown to kind of despise it.

[kytri]

bananimosity replied to your post:About that post on dating guys, could it be that you aren't a gay transman and maybe just hate women? Why do so many women decide that they are trully men but they are still gay?

Anon must be having a terrible day. That is, a day in which they are terrible.

Yeah, unfortunately these kinds of conditions are usually chronic and incurable.

[vega-luna]

Fuuuuck I cannot stand people who ever utter the words "you don't talk much, do you?" to someone they don't know.

Maybe I just don't want to talk to you, you goddamn rude asshole. Are you seriously judging my frequency of speech based on what I say to a complete stranger when I walk into a classroom for a class? Really?

[vega-luna]

OH MY GOD I FINALLY GOT IT YES.

I originally wanted the name bananimosity, but some horrible wench had TAKEN it from me but it's FINALLY MINE NOW YES.

[vega-luna]

-"Real men don't get scared of things." -"Real men don't have emotions at all other than RAGE." -"And lust." -"That's not an emotion, that's a PURPOSE."

We're silly people.

[vega-luna]

Friend trying to decide which mustard to use for a thing: "Sweet hot?"

Me: "Yes, dahlin?"

[vega-luna]

I killed a rabbit today. It was pretty gruesome.

My friend had this buck that he'd wanted to breed, but it was too twitchy and nervous for that to work. So he brought it to our house, and I killed it. He held it down on some bricks, and I slammed a sledgehammer down on its head. He'd warned me that it would kick even after it was dead, but I still wasn't too sure I'd got it, so I hit it a second time. My friend said that I'd got it the first time though, since it wasn't blinking at all. Still, it was hard to tell. Blood started pouring out of its mouth pretty soon, and it kind of sprayed everywhere since it was still thrashing so much.

But it stopped after a while, and we took it a bit farther away, and he took off the head, tail, and feet, and skinned it. Then he cut open the midsection and just reached in and yanked all of the guts out. Then he took it inside and washed it and took it apart, and my mother cooked it for dinner. It was alright, kind of tough since it was a year old.

I'm still not entirely sure how I feel about all of this. This was the first time I've ever killed anything bigger than an ant. I felt a little sick for a while, and I still can't stop thinking about it. I don't feel anything, emotionally, but I'm having the physical reaction that normally accompanies anxiety.

My friend told me an interesting philosophy he has: unless he's capable of slaughtering and butchering animals himself, he doesn't have the right to eat meat - it's disrespectful. That's something worth pondering.