So...any other turducken-kin make it through another holiday season alive?

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I have always admired the ideal of the warrior poet. Perhaps it is because I am ancient bard's guitar otherkin and I miss my owner. Anyway, I have written a poem that I am thinking about reading at a recital. I would appreciate comments and critique, but please, be gentle ( Read more... )

Which migh not be so bad if it weren't for the face of my were self:


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Does any of you here identify as beret-kin? I am sorry, this may seem a little strange for me (warrior poet's named guitar kin) to want to know, but I had a dream in which a woman with breasts came out of a lake, and she glowed like white fire and told me to seek out beret-kin. I think she mentioned a prophecy of some sort, but I found it hard to ( Read more... )

I think I'm a brick. Feel free to delve into my long-forgotten past (since I can't) to see if you can shed some light on my history.

Although I fear there may be only one of me, I have gone ahead and created a community for tengukin. However, much like the gryphon guild contains a motley assortment of fruity fantasy creatures, bastardkin of all shapes and obnoxiousness levels are welcome! The only rule is NO STINKING NO-GOOD DIRTY FOXES (they are my enemies on the asstryl plane

Just because you're an otherkin doesn't mean you can't know the special touch of our lord and savior.

Here's two new communities you loveable crazies may be interested in:

ironies For robots on the astryl plyn!

bastardkin Self-explanatory.

You're a sad buncha freaks, you know that? Toasters and sloths and all kinds of crap. Hell, I'll join just to make sure some twerp doesn't take all yer lunch money and fuck yer mothers, you pussies.