This cartoon is perhaps the greatest distillation of 80s clothing styles on record. With ‘Jem’ becoming a live-action movie, we can only hope some of these outrageous outfits make it to the big screen.
I may or may not have binge watched 40 episodes on Netflix for this.
Are you ready to meet the band? Introducing Our Holograms:
Jem - Aubrey Peeples
Kimber - Stefanie Scott
Aja - Hayley Kiyoko
Shana - Aurora Perrineau
I don’t hate this???
The Golden Gauntlet, Henri III of France’s armour (details), c.1550
So I just got back last night from a brony convention in San Francisco. I was working a booth for a vendor friend, and let me tell you what happened:
We met a little girl who was there with her family. She got a button drawn at our booth, told us all about her favorite ponies, and was overall just too damn cute. She had an MLP lanyard filled with pins she’d gotten in the vendor’s room, and gave me a Fluttershy pin because she liked my cosplay. She ended up just hanging out with us for a while and bein’ super cute. We call her Babby because she’s 11 and precious.
The next day, she runs up to the booth, terrified, and asks if she can please hide under our table for a few minutes. Turns out a dude had been following her around the con all day, and tried to get her to come up to his hotel room. Alone. She tells us she thought he was okay at first because he was wearing an MLP shirt, but she didn’t want to go anywhere with him, and he made her uneasy. At one point, after she’d refused, he grabbed her arm in the elevators and tried to get her to follow him. She ran, and now she wants somewhere to hide.
We tell her of course, hurry her behind our booth and fucking station ourselves around her because she’s eleven years old and all of us are prepared to physically attack the human trashheap who tries to fuck with her. We’re all dressed up in wings and ears and we’re 100000% prepared to rip them off and launch across that table to defend this kid. Eventually this very large dude strolls by, very obviously looking around, and she quietly points him out to us. At this point I’m ready to set him on fire, but when I ask if she needs me to go report him, she shakes her head. She doesn’t want to get in trouble, or make anyone mad.
We see him a few more times over the course of the day, because he keeps meandering over to our booth and just casually looking around. Eventually he actually stops to take a flier from our table and asks us a question, and we coldly send him on his way. We start sending a coworker with Babby whenever her parents aren’t around and she wants to go check out artist’s alley or the vendor’s hall. Because otherwise she’s not safe. She can’t run around and freely enjoy a convention about a show aimed at her, because instead of being surrounded by peers she’s somehow surrounded by men who pose a threat to her.
My point here: this is why I fucking hate “bronies.” Because grown-ass men are flooding into a space carved out for children—often little girls—and are making it unsafe for them.
I met a lot of non-awful people there, of course. I met a lot of parents and older siblings. A lot of adorable little boys who were happy to empathize with female characters, and a lot of little kids who wanted a picture with cosplays of their favorite pony. I met a lot of people who were cool and nice and just liked cartoons. I met a male Pinkie Pie cosplayer with a Fluttershy lady-friend who juggled and spun plates and was happy to entertain kids, and were generally just really cool people.
But I also met a lot of skeevy dudebros. A lot of guys in fedoras loudly discussing sexual shit in a room with children. Guys who drew/sold/displayed really fucking inappropriate “fanart,” including gross bodypillows that had no purpose in a little kids’ toy convention. I met a guy who gushed with absolute glee about the pleasure he derives from “corrupting innocence.” I met a lot of people who wanted to take something sweet and nice for children and make it about THEM. A lot of guys who wanted to make it about their dicks. People who made it UNSAFE for the intended audience to even be in attendance.
So yeah. If you call yourself a brony, I’m prolly not gonna trust you. Because I’ve seen y’all in action, and I am not impressed. Frankly I’m infuriated. This is like a bunch of gross neckbeards swarming Disneyland and shoving kids out of the way so they can grope Cinderella, and finding nothing wrong with it because they think they’re entitled to it.
My Little Pony is a really cute show with a lot of nice messages for kids, and gross brony shitweasels are trying to fucking take it from them by force. And I will fight them.
Also, this story has been corroborated by the 4chan news site for /mlp/ (barf) which found proof from the booth owner/Sac Anime rep that there was a little girl who took refuge at the booth that day: http://www.horse-news.net/2014/04/advice-for-babscon-delete-facebook-hit_22.html?utm_source=dlvr.it&utm_medium=twitter
I’ve seen a shitton of people signal boost the fuck out of one version of this post with someone saying that this entire post is made up, when it’s not. And that’s really depressing.
That’s exactly what they said last year, when Mjolkk talked about the harassment she witnessed at EFNW.
Bronies will literally lie about their fandom to make it look better. They will lie about anything. Do not trust anything they say without facts to back it up.
It’s horrifying that the headline of that story says “Allegedly” though.
You can build one for yourself with the plans found on byobmo.com
Someone take Photoshop away from me before I hurt myself. I found out Jack Black was in the new Goosebumps movie and suddenly this happened.
One of Padme’s best moments.
How long until the 15 year olds take over this post with their garbage
I’ve stopped being 15 years old long enough that I have the privilege of occasionally saying something that is not garbage so let’s try to pull it off.
What you are trying to express with this comic is problematic. The idea that tumblr or more specifically social justice activist don’t know that these people exist is not only false (they do), but feeds into a shallow narrative of what social justice is and how it should relate to the individual.
As the name implies, social justice is social, the opposite of individual. As an individual you are entitled to your opinion. You have no problem being called faggot? Your right. Want to try your bindi on your white friend that looks supercute in it? There is no social justice police going to stop you from that. But the moment in which you don’t recognize that no matter what your opinion is, and no matter what your feelings on these issues are these actions harm your group at a societal level, then you are wrong. Not as a matter of opinions anymore, but as a matter of facts.
Cultural appropriation (bindi/dreads), microaggressions (faggot/racial prejudice), lack of representation (transexuality awareness) and claims of “reverse sexism” are hurting minorities, no matter what anyone’s opinion on these issue is. Research out there shows that all the problems you are tackling here harm at a societal level the same people you have depicted here as not affected by them at an individual one.
As an example, I have OCD, and I really do not care about people who say things like “oh I’m so OCD”. I understand that they mean no harm to me, I understand that their ignorance is not their fault, and I understand that is just a word. I don’t care about all this. BUT when this illness keeps being trivialized as a character quirk a lot of bad shit happens at a societal level: people getting told they should just get over it, people who fit the diagnosis not recognizing that they have it because OCD is wrongly represented, people being denied accommodations for their disability because OCD is not so bad and so on. Did this ever happen to me? No. It didn’t affect me as an individual (yet). But it does affect society, and it is my duty as a member of a larger group to take a step back, to realize that not everyone is going to be as lucky as I am, and realize that my individual thoughts and experiences do not matter when other people out there are suffering from the results of that harmless ignorance I could easily ignore based on my individual experience. And after I’ve done that I need to call out that ignorance, because the moment in which I justify that ignorance on the base that as an individual, I am not affected by it is the moment in which I become the oppressor of the same minority I belong in.
This explanation of individual level vs. societal level is very important.
BMO stares death in the face
I CAN NEVER GET OVER HOW FUCKING METAL THIS IS
IF YOU COULD TATTOO GIFS, I WOULD TATTOO THIS ENTIRELY ON MY BACK
HOW is this even remotely metal????
one sec guys, i need to rip my vital organs out of my back and die for a second. cross your fingers i just happen to land on my replacement organs and keep on living