For our thirtieth anniversary, one of my spouses is taking me to my very first Furry convention. I've always wanted to go to one. Every furry I have ever met has been incredibly nice, and incredibly intelligent. Furries are the pariahs of the internet, and of society it often seems, yet my experience is that they are the best of people - despite all of the oversexualized imagery and the paraphilias-out-the-wazoo (sometimes literally).
Now I am open about the fact that I have never once, in my entire life, not even as a tiny child, ever felt human. I don't identify with the human species, I truly don't. I wear a primate body, I am moved by primate chemistry and the push and pull of primate drives but... I have never seen myself as a human. My toys? I didn't prefer dolls, unless they were stuffed animals. I didn't like human action figures - I staffed my home-built doll-house/starships with quadrupedal (or more) rubber monsters as crew. Because in my mind, they were intelligent beings who I could identify with.
When I was in first grade, I used to want to be a 'greeble'. It was this little, furry animal I made up that had a big head and ran on all fours. I yearned for it, because it was cute and it was kind and not human. As I got older, I identified with cervines - deer. Bambi was big for me. But whatever the media - I always rooted for the nonhumans.
Sometime in late grade school, in the late nineteen-seventies, I somehow - I have no idea how - settled on unicorns. That's what I felt myself to be, inside, in my soul (if I had one). Not like on MLP, though. Small, like a blend between deer and goat, delicate with cloven hooves and a long, thin tail that ended in fluff. A being that nurtured and healed and helped and acted as a mother to nature and life. Not a fierce unicorn. My unicorns are not fierce, but they are magical. Above all, they are loving and innocent.
Now, after admitting all of the above, some mean person is going to have a hilarious time claiming - in a disparaging and insulting tone - that I am some kind of nutty, crazy-whacko 'Therian' or worse still 'Otherkin', they are going to make fun of me and mock me and call me a 'Furry' and say I belong with all of those strange people who yearn to be animals and anthropomorphs and that the only reason I don't have a fursuit is because I haven't got around to it yet, or that I am too cowardly to try.
I want to address this right up front, before it gets out of hoof.
I would be proud to have the Furry community consider me worthy of inclusion. I don't know everything about Furrydom now, but from what I've seen so far, they are a damn sight better, nicer, and more genuinely decent than those that put them down. If it's alright, can I be a Furry too? Please? And yeah, I'm on board with the hope that some philosophical part of me might truly be the me of me. Why the hell not? Life is short, oblivion is shorter, and fun is more important than narrow minds.
This song has no official tune. I change the tune on occasion. So I expect it has several tunes. Maybe someday, I will put it to proper music. But I share it with you here, because - I am declaring my independence from worrying about what other people think. I side with the nice animals. Always.
The I Am A
Unicorn
Song
- By Chatoyance
Oh I am a u-ni-corn
Though it's clearly not my form.
And you may complain
That I sound insane
But it's truth I'm a unicorn.
Oh, yes I'm a u-ni-corn
it was true since the day I was born (and before!)
You may point to my bipedal stance...
The fact that I often wear pants... (not that often!)
And it doesn't seem true
But I promise you
That I am a unicorn.
My fingers and my toes are a sham
They are not part of my inner plan
My soul wears hooves and a tail
And they serve me well without fail!
Oh, I am a u-ni-corn
Even though you can't see a horn
For there's more to a self
Than what came off the shelf
- So behold the real
- That lies under the peel
Say hello to a unicorn!!!
I was heavily involved in the anthro community from when I was technically a teenager into college. I'm pretty distant since. I'm very happy that your experiences are positive. My experiences have been... well, they informed who I am now, I guess. I suppose, now, that my advice to you is to find anything as you would experience it as a part of your life's journey. If you can find things there for you, then live the hell out of it. That goes for both the bad stuff and the good stuff.
Maybe I should listen to my own advice, and apply it to the brony fandom, eh?
Well, 2 the Ranting Gryphon (crude yet hilarious, btw) points out that Bronies are already Furries by the dictionary definition. Most simply prefer to ignore this so they can avoid getting internet cooties or something.
EDIT: Oh, and you think we do internet drama? The Furs have it down to a swirling art:
Congratulations, Chat, you are the anti-Lyra.
(Well, someone was going to say it...)
The cover art is both somewhat adorable and yet strangely (to me at least) disturbing. Maybe its because I have the image of the pony accidentally getting run over by a red tugboat...
Hmm....I should probably get some sleep xD
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Thank you. FIXED!
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Applejinx is a genius-level writer. His works transcend mere eroticism, by using sexuality to explore personality, identity, and character growth. I've never seen anything like it. If all erotic literature were as intelligent as Applejinx's writing, I would have no more excuses for being a prude.
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Restraint. I used Naponyon and Naponyonic all the way to the last moment. I had to fight myself to not keep it in.
All of your writing has sung a longing to be recognized as you really are, as have, in their ways, all Furries before you. Should you ask a Furry who has not gone to a convention how long they have been Furry, they might tell you that they do not know, but should you ask one who has gone to a Furry convention, they will tell you, "for all my life". I knew what you were with the first of your works I read. I am very happy that you are at long last ready to explore this on your own.
Among the Brony fandom there is a saying toward new Bronies, "Welcome to the Herd". Furries like me, the older ones who seem unshakable in many respects, also have a saying for new Furries, and in some cases, just for each other when we meet again. Some of the newest furs do not understand it, because they never had to fight for it, but I think you will understand, so let me be the first to say to you, the most powerful words I have heard spoken from one fur to another: Welcome Home.
Life is short, oblivion is shorter, and fun is more important than narrow minds.
I love that line. Truly words to live by. I salute you!
Speaking as someone involved in the Furry fandom for 21 of my soon-to-be 30 years, I for one would be proud to welcome you into the fandom. There's no way that someone as wonderful and kind as you would ever be turned away. I'm genuinely surprised that you haven't gotten into furry sooner!
I'm assuming you're going to Rainfurrest, yes? You'll be just fine, if that's the case :3 Alfador will also be there! So good friends won't be hard to find at all :3 I only wish I was going myself... perhaps next year, if you'll still be interested then...
ONE OF US! ONE OF US!
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I have met... and once been involved with... people just like this. I have met Peridot, and Venice too - two flavors of users, one nonredeemable, the other eager for redemption because she wanted better.
Most of my characters are based on real people.
Very well said, I've thought that before, approximately, but never so eloquently.
Oh and I love the song!
Hey now! Speaking as an Otherkin myself... yeah you're right, most of us pretty much are completely fuckin' nuts. Carry on~
Also having spent the better part of the past ten or so years immersed in furries, I have to say I admire your optimism and hope you never have to encounter the people who caused me to lose mine.
I'm a furry. My fursona happens to be homo sapiens.
(or naga, but that's really just human with added awesomeness)
And there was a long line before the gates of heaven and in it stood a unicorn. It was the self-image of the person who had died. While the soul garnered some strange looks from the other deceased in line, the unicorn was proud. When the unicorn reached the front of the line, it was given the choice to enter heaven or wait with others of the same ilk. The unicorn decided to wait and was led to an area with several hundred other ponies, pegasi, and unicorns who had chosen similarly. Several years later which passed in a blink of an eye, God came to them in the form of Celestia and Equestria was born.
What you written there looks familiar. While propably not as strongly as for you, My childhood playing was centered on being animal, dragon, or something else, not very liked idea by others, alternatively I was some shapeshifting archmage. later I added cybertetic changes, uploading and such. Anything but human. When I developed ability to constantly daydream, it turned to my second life. When I managed to develop ability do daydream and lucid dream with level of reality indistinguishable from real world... well if it wasn't for bronies I would be long gone lost inside my mind.
The big difference is in fact, that I was never appealed to the furries, and that because of their anthro element. the fact that they are anthopomorfic animals is not for me.
I want movies, books, series about sentient animals as main characters, but not athro. These are extremely hard to find. If you know any, please send me the title, And I do not want any of those **** ... stupid Holywood movies with talking dogs.
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Love it, I'll join.
So...
I just clicked on this chapter because it had "song" in the title. And I thought "oh, nice, there's a song?!".
And a lovely little song it is, too. :) I really respect the furry and otherkin communities– despite so much abuse from that rather-annoying large amorphous crowd who I'll simply refer to as "People Who Lack Empathy And Can't Accept The Way Other People See Themselves", most furries and otherkin still feel happy with who they are. It's quite admirable, really. So many people really like ostracizing and bullying other people for no reasonable reason whatsoever. Such is the tale of history, I suppose. :/
But! In other news, it looks like nobody has actually recorded this song! How can that be possible?
Two thousand viewers for this story, and not one of them has been tempted to record this lovely little song.
Oh well, I suppose I'll have to do it myself then. Here's a link to the recording.
I feel a bit bad and embarrassed about doing it, because:
1) I am a really terrible singer, and
2) I'm not actually otherkin myself, so it feels a bit fake for me to sing this song. Okay, if I had a chance to become a unicorn... or a fairy... or a mermaid... or a pegasus... I'd jump at the opportunity to leave the human world behind (well, if you ignore family ties, I guess). But I don't think of myself as being otherkin.
But, I mean, nobody else had sung the song! Someone had to do it! I'm sorry!
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It was wonderful. Thank you.
It’s a pleasure to meet a unicorn! Please let me know if you would be interested in free art of your proper form. : )
Also, it probably just sounds silly or weird but - it is so Amazing to see representation of people that are in a poly relationship and proud. And your stories of poly ships in your stories are profoundly tasteful and amazing. Thank you for being willing to show that off! And thank you for being willing to show yourself off as the wonderful unicorn you are.
I think you’re pretty muffin fantastic.