This wig is SO my real hair.
Okay, so here’s a little… gem that I’m sure will get some laughs from pure ridiculousness.
So, I was 17 when this happened, last year. I’m average height, kind of skinny and at the time had shoulder-length blonde hair. It was late summer in Texas and RIDICULOUSLY hot. I was hosting a campout at a local lake.
By saying it’s hot, I mean like Satan hovering over you and breathing fire hot. We’d had a drought and the lake water levels were low and we had to rig some shade and everything. It was ridiculous, but fun.
A friend of mine, we’ll call him Pres, asked to invite his friend who we shall call Yu. Since that’s supposedly her name… part of it, at least.
“Aya Psycho le Cemu Mix Speakers Inc lolita j-rock custom plushie doll - kawaii!”
I’ll just leave this here.
Not sure if trolling or not, but I decided to put it here.
Submit Anon: Freshman Weeaboo
Hello! I’m back, this being the girl who was a former weeb and hit on by a creepy fifteen year old. Well, now I am a freshman and I had freshman registration day, to which a met and unintentionally befriended a weeaboo.
Let’s start off with a small intro: So, at my high school, the freshman, sophomores, juniors, and seniors all have to go register for the upcoming school year a week before the actual start of school. It’s pretty fun, you get to meet some old friends, make new ones, grab snacks, get your ID card picture taken, and a tour around the campus. Now, we all have to go at a certain time due to our last name, mine just so happens to start with the letter “C”, so I was there at around eight in the morning.
Who the hell would buy this?!
Submit Anon: No Lolicon.
I guess my story isn’t all that bad, but it was VERY embarrassing.
I have dressed as another regular Romantic/Victorian Goth for a long time now, but had never really added anything Japanese (brand or style wise) up until a few years ago when I had grown a fondness for Lolita fashion. It had worked well for me since I already bought my clothes from online shops, and I am very petite (both short and thin) so I don’t look to funny in such clothing. Aside from fashion, I have never really been a weeaboo, I had liked some anime and had weeb friends at school, but none of them were to hard-core about it.
One day while out and about doing errands, in one of my Loli outfits, I had been at my local Walmart Super-center shopping for some groceries for dinner (having just started Culinary classes, I was egar to cook anything) when I heard a mixture of screams and gasps from the end of the produce section.
W1: “O.M.G.!!!!!!!!! You are so KAAWWAIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!!!!”
W2: “You are like *insert random character*!!!!”
It appears that I had been bombarded by a group of five crazed weeaboos, W1 and W2 were both perfect ‘hambeast’ specimens with dirty hair, gross skin, and many large rolls of fat sagging out of their to tight clothing, both were wearing animal ears. They were followed closley by two other girls W3 and W4, They looked like sisters and were both wearing cheap cosplay outfits, W3 was younger ( probably 10 or 11) but both were fairly average looking. The last one, W5, was the only male and the only one to not say anything to me yet, he was super tall and had a very gross stench to him, he never spoke to me but instead he had stared at me disturbingly.
W4 “Do you like Black Lagoon?”
W1:”Will you let us take your picture? We want proof that we know you Nyan”
While weebs 3-5 kept on giggling about my ‘cute flat chest’ and me being ’chibi sized’ I had recovered from my shock at that point, noticing that mostly everyone in Walmart was gawking at us like they had just seen a demon crawl up from the earth. I told them ”No, I appreciate your comments, but please don’t take my picture.” This appeard to enrage all of the girls in the group, shocked by the fact that I had politely told them not to snap my picture, not knowing what they would do with it afterwards, soon they began to whine, complain, and even scream all at ounce.
W2 and W1: “That is so un-sugoi of you! We just want your picture! Why would you say no loli-chan?”
W4: ” Your such a cute little Lolicon! Why are you being so baka?”
W1:” Can we at least see if you ARE wearing bloomers?”
That is when I really got ticked off, the oldest girl was at least four years younger then me, but they were calling me a child! They even asked if they could look up my skirt! Afterwards I had wondered if ‘lolicon porn’ had been on their minds the entire time they had first talked to me, while W1 was attempting to flash her cellphone camera in my direction to take my picture anyways, I loudly said.
” I said no! For your information, I am a adult at nineteen (not to old, but old enough to know that this could turn scary!), and I would suggest that you back off, or I will have to call someone to make you back off.”
With that said I dashed off to the register, only catching a glimpse if their enraged faces, and left the store as soon as possible, they had tried to follow me out but I had managed to walk close enough to other people leaving the store.
I still wear some of my lolita cloths out in public, but I am more weary about underage, psychotic, strangers now.
Submit Anon: Personal bubble popping con-goer
Sorry I’m really bad at keeping things short so this might be really long! I’ve been going to cons for 2 years now and the cosplay community in my city is quite contained and most of the people are genuinely nice so I’ve never really had an issue with creepers or really annoying weeaboos (Not to say that they don’t exist within my community, because that would be impossible) That is with the exception of this small encounter with a weeaboo-lolita girl at a con in late 2011. Now just a bit of back story, I met my best friends through cosplay and I met my then (and current) long-term boyfriend through those same friends due to the fact that they went to the same school, but my boyfriend didn’t have any connection to the cosplay community until we started dating. Now these same friends and I also had a friend in our cosplay group who was, to put it nicely, ‘less than polite’ to people she felt were doing things wrong, such as cosplaying badly or wearing bad lolita or wearing it incorrectly. My friends and I had been cosplaying Kuroshitsuji that entire year so it was a given that we would cosplay it again for the last big con of the year. Our friend (let’s call her W) was cosplaying Grell, I was cosplaying Elizabeth and my boyfriend (Let’s call him R) cosplayed Drocell. Now you’re probably sitting here wondering ‘that’s nice, but this has nothing to do with weeaboos’ well I’m just about to get to that. As W and I arrived at the venue a small girl (Probably around 13 or 14 which is a pretty young age in my community) came running up to us and exclaimed how good our cosplays were, I noticed she wasn’t wearing a petticoat but she was being really sweet and it’s not like I’m going to shut her down because of it so I said thank you to her. W on the other hand immadiately said “You should be wearing a petticoat” which was entirely uncalled for but the girl (Let’s call her P) was not happy at all, understandable, but she took it to the next level by screaming that she didn’t even like Lizzie and ‘Grell-sama’ anyway and storming off. Ouch, I was trying to be nice… Aside from that the day continued on fairly normally, until around lunch time when my group and I were walking from the trading hall to the cafeteria. We’re all walking along when I look around and I notice that R isn’t anywhere around, my friends and I all turn around and see that P has R tightly locked in a bear hug, it was clear that R was entirely uncomfortable, which is understandable as it was his first time properly cosplaying. P was being entirely too forceful and cozy with a complete stranger, or in her words: Kawaii-desu Drocell-chan. She even tried to kiss him, now I’m not an over-protective girlfriend but if some 13 year old is about to kiss my boyfriend against his will then I’m going to step in and do something. I went up to her and asked her to let R go because he was clearly uncomfortable. She responded to this by screaming in my face “I don’t have to listen to you! Lizzie and Drocell-chan aren’t even a pairing!!” well, okay then… I’m quite shy and I really dislike having a lot of attention directed towards me so I don’t like to cause a scene, or even be involved in a scene so even asking P to let R go was me stepping way out of my comfort zone. W, however, has no problem with causing a scene so naturally she steps forward and demands that P lets R go, eventually she did but it was ridiculous that 2 people had to ask this girl to let R go. After the con it’s a typical thing that my friends and I do to look at the tagged photos of ourselves, on this particular occasion W found herself tagged in an image that had the caption “This is her: The lesbian Grell from hell who tore me and my kawaii drocell-chan apart!” Now that was pretty mean… and offensive too! I haven’t encountered P since that day, and R no longer likes to cosplay partly due to that experience which is sad. The moral of this story is don’t be mean to random people, and always be mindful of a thing I like to call ‘personal space’ in other words don’t try and kiss random people even if they are cosplaying your favorite character. tl;dr Small lolita is offended by my friend, later pops back up and tries to kiss my boyfriend making him extremely uncomfortable.
Found this on Milanoo.
Anon: I’m Japanese apparently
This isn’t as horrific as some of the stories here but it’s still rather weird.
As I’m interested in cultures of other countries, I often use some of my free time to do my own research on different racial groups. One day I went to an anime convention with some friends. It was a usual convention there were some good cosplay’s and some…not so good cosplay’s. There was also a Dealer’s room where people would people could purchase Manga’s or Plush dolls etc. and this is where I came across…her.
I knew someone who dressed like this; they still today
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