Does anyone remember the quote where he said he rubbed the plush horse against his asshole and got actual shit stains on her?
The only salvation for that plush is fire, lots and lots of fire. I propose we send the plushy over to these guys
All thing considered, one would at least make sure the smoke is contained. Wouldn't want to let anything of Jin spreading through the smoke. Maybe an acid fire would be fitting.
From what I can gather, he apparently uses "Octavia" as a moniker on Red Light Ponyville. I don't have an account on that site, nor do I particularly wish to create one, so I can't verify that.
I find it all to be pretty damn funny. This mix of disbelief, horror and sheer hilarity is absolutely brilliant.
At this point, I wouldn't be surprised if the plush actually did smell of horse anus. It's come into contact with enough bodily fluids by now to carry a dreadful stench such as that.
What's creepier about this is according to him:
Let that sink in for a moment.Some horsefucker named Jin said:
I feel like I read somewhere in the thread that he was in sex tapes with Jin? Or maybe not?
It reads just like virgins trying to write erotic fiction (especially erotic fanfiction). With other absurd (and equally inaccurate) descriptions like clits big enough to be tiny dicks, or female ejaculation that looks and tastes like whipped cream (yes, I've come across both). In Jin's case though it's because he's only had gay sex prior to discovering My Little Pony.
I can't imagine just how embarrassing that "double date" must've been for the entire restaurant. I hope the stench around Jin is contained within a small radius. The only upside is it sure as hell gave everybody something to talk about for the entire evening.For whatever it's worth, I found this bit of information regarding him:
That's been *human women*. Ponies from Equestria are very different -- they smell and taste like... um... well, like these concoctions some bronies have made in order to simulate mare juice.
When your only sexual experience is through your hand then you're never going to get the nuance when it comes to writing erotic fiction. I've always said to write what it is you know and if you don't know then don't try to fake it because it'll just come off as wrong.
Well I guess that explains that then. But does he realize that he's licking some dirty plush and not a pony's privates? That's the question you need to be asking yourself.
To make a lengthy explanation short, he bought that Twilight plush in June of 2012 and began hearing her "speak" shortly afterwards. He already liked her character to begin with, but purchasing that plush was the start of his downward spiral.
I'm not sure if many people would dare to confront an incredibly suspicious and smelly man gripping a dodgy-looking pony plush to his chest. I'd imagine most would just avoid contact or indulge him in his delusions out of mild fear.
It actually wasn't a commission either, which honestly makes it a little more funny to me. He had to bid against other people for it on eBay originally.
That's because MLP was written with little girls in mind. The entire land is bright and colorful because that appeals to little girls. The characters are stock and two-dimensional with one defining feature. The stories are simple and easy to digest. And it's really there to sell a product.
