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I Now Hold The World Record
For The Highest Level Ever Achieved in Witcher 3!!
If This Video Is Active, I'm Live Streaming Right Now...
WARNING:
Avallac'h & Ciri Shipping Happens Daily In My Cult of Avallac'h Stream
(This seems to piss people off so we seem to need to provide a warning about it)
For those asking if I'm ever going to return to Twitch streaming... I don't know at this point. I'm sick of the harassment.
It's been 2 years since I last did a stream when ThingyChan DID NOT send her group of shithead dipshits to my chat to chant "deserved to be raped" and "kill eelkat".... she has done it with 712 of my streams so far and blocking her and her 800 dipshit cultist followers do no good because they create new throwaway accounts as fast as I block and ban them.
That was bad enough, but she also made 200+ VODs each 4 to 7 hours long, that do nothing but spread highly sexualized malicious lies about me, in which she made the false accusation calling me a "bondage freak", a "BDSM dominatrix", and claiming I had a "foot fetish".
Her running gag memes on Discord are out of control, and not having a Discord myself, I was unaware of them. She started a trend, where if anyone, anywhere, talking about anything, said the word "BDSM", "bondage" or "foot fetish", everyone who read it was to reply in the comments below it "just like EelKat".
Additionally, she built up this massive post-written-rpg-fan-fiction of me, while claiming it was 100% true, depicting me as a whip carrying, pleather wearing, BDSM dominatrix, strip dancer, porn star, who own a gang bang house for men to pay money to be tortured by me.
This went on for 2 full years on Discord before I found out about it, and spanned over 2,000+ Discord posts, JUST WRITTEN BY HER, and not including the many, many, many TENS OF THOUSANDS of posts written by her fans, including her 150+ of which where she used the line: "EelKat is a cunt for liking that pussy Avallac'h".
One of the worst things she did, was to take the horrifying sexual, child abuse I suffered through at the hands of my uncles, and take word for word, line by line, EVERYTHING my uncles dd to me as a child, and make memes of Avallac'h doing those things to Ciri, knowing full well Avallac'h and Ciri and my favorite characters and that my obsession with Avallac'h is in part psychiatric prescribe therapy to use as a coping mechanism for dealing with the abuse I went through at the hands of my pedophile uncles.
On Twitch, she made an active stalking habit of finding very-pro-fundy-Christian groups, telling them her wild sex lies about me, working them into violent attack mode frenzies, and then siccing them on my channel chanting in my chat the message "deserve to be raped" and "kill eelkat". This went on from August 2018.
The worst thing though was sending 5 gang rapists with guns to my house. They totaled 3 cars including my Dazzling Razzberry, raped 2 military wives in the apartment next door to mine, killed a 10 year old boy, beat up and hospitalized 3 elderly men including my 82 year old dad who they put in the hospital with a ruptured kidney, and did $230,000 in damages to our landlord's apartment building, resulting in the city condemning the building, making 28 families homeless, which is why my family moved February 2019.
For the longest time, I was baffled and puzzled by the wild hate that was daily posted in my Twitch chat, from people who were clearly being sent to my channel, pre-worked up, and in a mass hoard, but I could not understand who was sending them or why.
I discovered ThingyChan as being the source of the harassment, on October 21, 2019, when I saw one of her live streams, where she was making a 3d model of a character who she titled "Bjorn The Bondage Freak Just Like EelKat". I had started watching the stream, to find out why my name was in the title. I watched for 3 hours while she and OutSideLane, another streamer on a multi-stream, and 37 members in her chat, and as many more in his chat, in total over 90 people, spent the entirety of the stream talking about my supposed BDSM bondage sex life and how they should make the 3D model Bjorn do the things I supposedly did.
The other streamer suddenly stopped talking and told ThingyChan: "EelKat's in your viewer list, let's take this to Discord" at which point they ended the multi stream.
So, I went to Discord to see what moving it to Discord meant and that's when I found the 2 year long running gag, the 2,000+ posts, and the 200+ VODs.
Among the VODs was one that she did on my birthday August 13, 2019, that was a JackBox stream, and was fully devoted to making 5 hours of lewd, sexualized jokes about me and Avallac'h, and had over 300 people in chat joining in.
When I contacted her to ask why she was doing this... her answer was: "Because it's fun!", "It's just a joke!" and "Besides, retarded cunts don't belong on Twitch".
Jokes are funny. Nothing about what she did is funny. Everything about what she did was mean and hurtful.
And jokes don't cause harm. Two women were raped. A boy died. 3 elderly men were hospitalized. 3 cars were totaled. 28 families were made homeless. The landlord lost his business.
Those are some pretty BIG side effects for "just a joke".
What she did was mean, cruel, and far from harmless.
She has taken her "meme joke" harassment to levels of mind boggling extremes and, I'm just sick of it. She is out of control and she needs to stop.
I would like to be able to stream on Twitch without this psychotic bitch and her equally psychotic followers harassing me, each and every single stream.
I'm not bothering her, I don't know why she is bothering me.
I want her to leave me alone.
Evil is as evil does.
This is a perfect example of an evil person, doing evil things.
Bullies don't care, because bullies are mean and mean people care about no one.
These people are very, very, very mean.
August 2, 2020 UPDATE TO the above...
Twitch has now taken action against the attacks on my Twitch channel, so I may return to streaming soon...
Jokes can get you banned from Twitch, yes. One streamer spent the past 2 years "telling jokes" about me on their stream and discord, only I was unaware of it. Their followers started spreading the joke on other social medias.
The joke was telling people that I, a hijab wearing, modesty dressed Mormon, was a BDSM dominatrix running a gang bang service out of my house. The joke became a running gag, that involved more than 800 people across more than a dozen websites. In total more then 800 viewers helped this group of streamers slander my name with sex lies about me. They started "the joke" in April 2018, but I wouldn't find out about it for a very long time.
February 2019 -- 5 men with guns and baseball bats showed up at my apartment building... they raped 2 women, they beat up a lot of people, 3 elderly men, including my 82-year-old dad ended up in the hospital, my dad with a ruptured kidney, 3 cars in the driveway were totaled, including my daily driver, they smashed out the windows and walls of the building ripped out pipes and wires, did $230,000 in damages to the building... it was a medical building next door to a hospital, patients on life support and their families lived there... they ran through pulling out life support equipment... a 10 year old boy died because of it... the town condemned the building the damage was so bad, resulting in 28 families, becoming homeless .... it happened during a stream, so part of it was caught on live stream and the police got 300+ 911 calls from countries all over the world, reporting the attack.... the guys when arrested, said a streamer on Twitch, via her Discord, sent them, told them I was a BDSM dominatrix and that all the apartments in my apartment building with gang bang shops.... that's how I found about the "joke"... via the police report.
There's a big lawsuit going on right now, with everyone involved. 2 streamers are now in prison, several viewers are in jail or out on bail, more will likely follow.
The FBI is investigating every streamer and every viewer involved in the "joke".
And 2 weeks ago (July 2020) Twitch banned more than 70 of the people involved, including more than 20 streamers. The 800 viewers involved in the joke have also all received various forms of Twitch bans and suspensions.... for "just a joke" that in some cases they said only once, as long ago as 2 years ago, and not even on Twitch.
Do not underestimate something being "just a joke" and the consequences you could face for "just a joke".
*(The investigation into this is still ongoing. If you have information on any of the people involved in inciting this event, FBI Agent Andy Drewer out of the Portland, Maine FBI office is in charge of the
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I have Kanner's Syndrome (ACTUAL Autism, not Aspergers), which means I'm not good at group things. I'm classified as Savant, meaning I have a few things that I obsess about, big time, and have world records in them as a result, and everything else in my life I still require a caretaker to help me with.
I was believed to be mute until I was 31 years old, when a college professor whose day job was working with Autism children, meet me at an Autism Awareness event (I own The Autism Awareness Car, which has 2.5million marbles glued to it - took 4 years to build it). He spent several years teaching me to talk and I was able to get a GED at age 37 (I had never been allowed to go to school as Autism in the 1970s = too retarded to be taught anything so why bother? It was assumed I couldn't be taught, so no one tried to, until I was 31 years old), and started college at age 42.
Today in addition to being a rabid gamer, I'm also an artist (acrylic on canvas and watercolor on rag) sell my art in local galleries, I build art cars and installation art, published over 130 Dark Fantasy novels, and became a retail merchandiser for Macy's, WalMart, and HallMark for 16 years because I'm very good at organizing things... I can't do much else, but I can certainly make sure nothing on the sales floor is out of place.
On Twitch I'm known for my ability to open up a video game and completely rewrite it removing and making my own... I rewrote Witcher 3, removed Geralt and Roach and the combat system, and build my own player character, made travel companions, wrote a new combat system, made new quests, made new maps... removed all the texture files and made all new ones. There's nothing in Witcher 3 that I have not rewritten. With over 4,000 mods now made for it, you can barely recognize my game as being Witcher 3 anymore.... and yet I can't read C++ code.
I spent my childhood and teen years, being told I would never amount to anything. I proved them all wrong.
People see the things I do very well (art, writing, my exemplary organization skills in retail stores, and my ability to open up a video game and completely rewrite it and making my own) but they often don't see past that.
Social skills are a thing I've not yet mastered, which makes streaming very difficult for me as, chat is sensory overload and I have it turned off. I also can't count, do Math, tell time, use calendars, use money, numbers are lost on me.
Basic things - bathing, eating, brushing my hair, etc - that most people have no trouble with, I have caretakers who have to help me do those thing, even though I'm 20, 30, 40 years older than my caretakers. I am VERY low-functioning, but I can write, I can paint, I disect video games, and I can organize things. I just can't do one thing else. Which is very upsetting, because I wish I could. I try too. I don't know why I can't. It's like there are a few things in my brain turned all the way up on super high and everything else is just turned off and won't come on.
And then there are issues with meltdowns, screaming fits, panic attacks, bad ones. Bad enough that I generally avoid contact with the public, simply because I'm tired of dealing with the police. Someone my age, screaming on the floor, people assume I'm on drugs and call the police. It's very frustrating, because I can not control these attacks and I can't stop them once they start.
It is extremely distressing, I'm insanely good at a few things, but everything else, things most of society doesn't bat an eye at, I can't do them, no matter how hard I try. And I'm not capable of "acting properly" or "behaving in socially acceptable ways".
Most people when they meet me in real life, they are very taken back, by how extremely disabled I am. Fans of my novels, meet me at book signings and ask: "So, what's the joke, what's this retard doing here, where's the author?" They refuse to believe, someone as deeply retarded as me, is capable of writing novels.
It hurts a lot, people's reactions to meeting me and them finding out the reality of what ACTUAL Autism, Kanner's Syndrome, is really like... and that it's NOTHING like Asperger's, with it's "cute Sheldon Cooper quirks" that they are used to and think of as being Autism.
They forget, people with Asperger's can live normal lives, they can pass for normal in public if they have too, they get married and have families, and I'm not capable of living on my own or without caretakers, and I never will be.
I wish more people knew the difference between Aspergers and Autism, and how vastly different they are from each other. Far too many people hear that I have Autism, and they automatically assume I have Aspergers, and then they meet me in person, and are shocked, horrified, and they tell me they've meet dozens, sometimes hundreds of Aspies, and when they meet me, they say, they realize, they've NEVER seen Autism before, in spite of all the hundreds of Aspies they've met, and then they tell me, they wish they had known, they wished someone had told them, how starkly different Autism is from Aspergers, because they always say, no matter how many Aspies they worked with, it never prepared them to come face to face with ACTUAL REAL Autism, Kanner's Syndrome, for the first time.
1 in 3 children have Aspergers, it's very common, but only 1 in 1,200,000 children have Autism, it's very rare. In the wake of the mass flood of people calling Asperger's Autism, people forget how incredibly rare actual Autism really is. They aren't the same thing and until you've seen both side by side, you don't realize how different they really are.
People forget WHY I became such a good writer. I was mute for 31 years. Writing was the only way I could communicate with anyone. But I grew up in a family that crumpled up the paper, never even looked at it. In their minds I was too stupid to talk and therefore anything I wrote on paper MUST have been gibberish. They didn't even look at it. So I wrote letters to the cats that lived with us. I started doing that when I was 8 years old. I still do it 50+ years later.
But I'm not likely to be much use in a group, as outside of writing, art, video games, and organizing sale floors of retail stores, I'm too retarded to be able to do anything else. I'm rarely welcomed in groups, because I'm too retarded, too Autistic to fit in, or so I'm always told. I'm rarely of any use to anyone.
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Wait... you're that freak that brought otherkin to the internet aren't you? You're like the founder of online otherkin awareness movement or something.
Yes.
I am.
I did on some level introduce OtherKin, or rather, ElfKin, to the internet in 1996.
I am considered to be one of, if not the VERY FIRST OtherKin to grace the internet.
Though, I am ElfKin, not OtherKin. They are different.
I completely reject Humanity.
I live my life, as an Elf.
I have done so, since 1987.
As of 2020, I have lived as an Elf for 33 years.
I hate Humans.
I feel no empathy, sympathy, or compassion for Humans.
I see Humans as vile, evil creatures, whom I share no connection to.
I feel nothing but revulsion for Humans.
There has never been a point in my life when a Human showed me any kindness, love, or compassion.
I have been tortured, beaten, caged, raped, shunned, outcast, ostracized, and bullied endlessly by Humans.
The Humans who raised me, kept me locked in a cage from the time I was 8, until I was 31 years old. They said they did so because I was not a Human and was not allowed to participate in Human activities like eating at the table, sleeping on a bed, using a toilet, or bathing. They said I was a Changeling, brought to them by Demons. They claimed the real Human baby was taken from them, and I was a Demon left in it's place. And while I agreed with them, that I had no similarities to their Human nature, I did not believe myself a Demon either.
I was 31 years old the first time anyone told me I was a Human. But no one has yet been able to prove to me that I possess the evilness of Humans.
Unlike Humans, I feel love.
Unlike Humans, I feel pain.
Unlike Humans, I shed tears.
Unlike Humans, I feel empathy.
Unlike Humans, I feel sympathy.
Unlike Humans, I feel compassion.
I have tried for 40 years, to live among Humans, but I've yet to meet a Human that will accept me as a part of their society.
I have never been welcomed by any Human.
I have never been accepted by any Human.
The older I get and the more Humans I meet, the crueler I learn that they are, the stronger my hatred for the entirety of Humanity grows.
I searched for years to find out, what I was, where I fit in, where I belonged, for everywhere I went, I was repeatedly told I was too strange, too bizarre, too different, too alien, too not-Human to be welcomed in any group, any church, and community, offline or online.
Since I was a toddler I felt a strong kinship to Eels and Cats, thus my name. My Native American grandmother named me EelKat when I was 3 years old, citing that Eels and Cats were my spirit animals.
My other grandmother called me FarSighted, because I talked to ArchAngels and Faeries in the forest. She said I walked through the veil between the Spirit World. She died when I was 8 years old.
As I grew older, and continued to be ostracized by all of Human society, I started researching the things Grammy Eva and Grammy Helen has said: Spirit Animals, Fairy Sighted, and Walking the Veil. That is when I realized, everyone was right... my parents, my uncles, everyone at every church I ever attended, random strangers I meet on the streets... every one, every single Human, as always said, I either was not Human, didn't act Human, or seemed to be Alien to Human Society, like I came from another world.
The Humans who raised me, kept me locked in a cage from the time I was 8, until I was 31 years old. They said they did so because I was not a Human and was not allowed to participate in Human activities like eating at the table, sleeping on a bed, using a toilet, or bathing. They said I was a Changeling, brought to them by Demons. They claimed the real Human baby was taken from them, and I was a Demon left in it's place. And while I agreed with them, that I had no similarities to their Human nature, I did not believe myself a Demon either. And decades later, after researching, I feel they were right.
The more I studied, the more I realized, everything I do that Humans say is strange and bizarre, things like love, feeling pain, shedding tears, empathy, sympathy, or compassion, those things Humans are incapable of doing, that I do and brand me as starkly notHuman, they were all things the Ljósálfar do.
So I researched the Ljósálfar. They do many thing I do, that Humans find to be my most deplorable traits: like growing flowers, being vegan, and not hurting animals, shunning drinking of alcohol, smoking, drugs, or owning weapons.
I eventually came to believe I am an Elf trapped in the world of Humans, as some sort of test.
No. I do not believe I am Human.
Yes. I do believe I am an Elf.
Yes, I AM that "freak" who introduced the internet to the concept of OtherKin, via ElfKin, in 1996.
Yes, I am the textbook standard, found in actual medical books, used by Psychiatry students, yes, those are photos of me you see in your college textbooks and in the Journal of Psychiatry entry. I am the first one diagnosed and therefore the standard by which all OtherKin are measured.
Yes, I am the measure by which all OtherKin around the world measure if they too are OtherKin or not. But I wonder how many of them, know the origin of the term OtherKin and how many of them would call themselves that label is the ACTUALLY KNEW, the ACTUAL origin and meaning of the word?
OtherKin is not a label I use to call myself. The term OtherKin was coined by team of Psychiatrists, who didn't know what else to call me. They classified me at first as "a Feral Child with Learned Schizophrenia", citing that while I didn't have Schizophrenia, all 5 of the uncles and their father, who raised me did have Schizophrenia and because I was raised in total isolation with zero contact with anyone outside of these men, I was raised as though what they were was normal because I had no outside source by which to judge that how they raised children was not normal, nor was how they lived their lives normal. I was told by these Psychiatrists, that once I got out in Human society and found out what mainstream society was like, I would see, how different, how unique, how bizarre, and how unusual and not the norm, my uncles were.
I have lived among mainstream society for 33 years now and I have yet to meet a kind, loving, friendly Human.
This group of Social Workers, Psychologists, and Psychiatrists, coined the term OtherKin, because they said there was nothing I conformed to, no textbook illness that matched what I was. They toyed with the idea of diagnosing me many different ways because they said that on the surface I seemed like this or that, but then, comparing all the symptoms, I never fully matched up.
Schizophrenia didn't stick because there were no voices in my head telling me what to do. After tossing out the option of Schizophrenia, they tried out Multiple Personality Disorder and also Dissociative Identity Disorder. But, I don't have multiple people I become. Both of those have the requirement of becoming someone else, another person. MPD you are unaware of the other people "living in you" while DID you are fully aware of the "other people" and communicate with them and likely have a lot of past life experiences. I don't believe in past lives or reincarnation or being multiple people inside of one mind. I dress up in costumes of characters, but I never try to be that character, I simply like to wear their pretty clothes.
They tried considering Asperger's for a bit, but I missed many, many, many a mark there.
In the end my official diagnosis is: Actual Autism Kanner's Syndrome, with Obsessive Compulsive Disorder, Post Traumatic Stress Disorder, and SchizoAffective or maybe Schizotypal tendencies, I can't tell, and the most bizarre behaviour of refusing to believe she is Human, largely because she was raised in an isolated UFO Cult that raised her as a Demon from infancy to middle age. She has many phobias most notable a severe and disturbing phobia of Humans in general and Men in particular. There is no correct diagnosis for her. She is unique. This is a unique case. I am putting in a request to the State for funding to study her. This is something new. This needs to be studied. We are witnessing the side effect of child who was raised in total isolation. A child that was never loved, never kissed, never hugged, never showed empathy, sympathy, or compassion. She feels nothing for Humans. She does not believe she is Human. There has never been a documented case like this before. This is the worse case of child abuse in American history.
I did not found any "OtherKin Awareness Groups" as is the common internet misconception. I don't even use the term OtherKin. It's a label OTHERS slap on me, as further proof that I don't belong in Human society, am not Human enough to fit in, not Human enough to be welcomed, not Human enough to be included. That's all the label OtherKin means to me. Yet more proof that Humans hate me, see me as not Human, and feel the need to put a label on me.
But I am the standard by which all who claim to be OtherKin, measure if each other is OtherKin or not, because I am the textbook case, the original test subject, that caused Psychiatrists to coin the term OtherKin, so most people believe I am the "first" OtherKin, even though groups like The Silver Elves existed in the 1970s, long before the FBI raid that rescued me from one of the Heaven's Gate compounds.
No. I do not try to bring awareness to the "OtherKin Movement". OtherKin is a psychological disorder that for some odd reason, teens and young adults, think of as some sort of roleplaying, cosplaying movement. They don't know what it is. They never looked up any medical journals or psychiatry textbooks. They change what they are on a whim, a Vampire today because they love Twilight, a Witcher tomorrow because they saw the NetFlix series, SpiderMan next week after they watch that movie. They don't know what OtherKin is. It's not a fandom. It's not roleplay. It's not dressing up. And you're a fool if think that's what it is.
People get the misconception that it is roleplaying and cosplaying because I am prone to dress up in elaborate costumes. I like their clothes. It's as simple as that. I'm trying to be them. I don't roleplay them. I don't pretend I am them. I simply like to wear their clothes, in the exact same way, every teenage girl in school has to wear the same t-shirt as her best friend.
When the OtherKin diagnosis was coined, I didn't yet wear costumes. I'd never seen TV or movies or video games. I'd never been to school or doctors. I had no point of reference for what any of these characters would have looked like. The wearing of elaborate costume came about almost a decade AFTER Psychiatrists coined the term OtherKin to describe me.
OtherKin, was referencing my refusal to accept the fact that I was Human, when Social Workers, Psychologists, and Psychiatrists tried to convince me that I was not a Changeling Demon switched at birth like the adults who raised me had taught me to believe.
OtherKin, was referencing the fact that my combined hatred for and phobia of Humans was so great that I had no ability to believe I was a Human, when they told me I was.
OtherKin, it's ACTUAL Journal of Psychiatry definition, is very simply: The belief that one is not Human and is something other than Human. That's what OtherKin means.
Anyone who tells you OtherKin is anything else, has no clue what OtherKin is, knows nothing about it's history, knows nothing about how the term was coined, and is completely clueless about OtherKin in general.
People like to come in saying things like: "Well, because I think OtherKin is about ___ I think we should change the meaning of OtherKin to include ___"
No. OtherKin is an ACTUAL MEDICAL DISORDER... you don't walk into a doctors office and say:
- "Well, because I think Cancer is about ___ I think we should change the meaning of Cancer to include ___"
- "Well, because I think Asthma is about ___ I think we should change the meaning of Asthma to include ___"
- "Well, because I think being stung by a bee is about ___ I think we should change the meaning of being stung by a bee to include ___"
- "Well, because I think broken bones are about ___ I think we should change the meaning of broken bones to include ___"
- "Well, because I think Influenza is about ___ I think we should change the meaning of Influenza to include ___"
- "Well, because I think Diabetes is about ___ I think we should change the meaning of AIDS to include ___"
- "Well, because I think SmallPox is about ___ I think we should change the meaning of SmallPox to include ___"
Now can you now see how utterly stupid and idiotic people are when they say: "Well, because I think OtherKin is about ___ I think we should change the meaning of OtherKin to include ___"?
And, no, OtherKin is not the thing where, you wake up one morning and feel like wearing a cat ears headband, so that therefore makes you a cat.
The problem with OtherKin is there is far too much misinformation out there about what OtherKin is, written largely by know-nothing 10 year old children who couldn't tell their ass from a hole in the ground, and think that because they want to wear a headband with cat ears, that gives them to authority to rewrite the definition of medical illnesses.
OtherKin is a mental disorder. It's not a movement. Not a trend. Not a fad. But for some reason, in the last 20 years or so, people have thought it "cool" to "be OtherKin" so, they jumped on a bandwagon to try to be something that they really had no idea what it actually was.
Today, because, thanks to Tumblr and Instagram, OtherKin is now interchangeable with Furries and CosPlay, the OFFICIAL diagnosis of the Mental Illness as listed in the Journal of Psychiatry has been changed from OtherKin to Species Dysphoria, to definasciate from the the actual mental illness of not believing one is Human and the current fad trend of dressing up roleplaying.
People who say I started a movement or awareness groups or claim I try to bring awareness to the OtherKin movement, have no clue who or what I am and are talking out their asses. They don't know me. They do not speak for me. And they certainly don't understand me or how I live my life.
What's your thought on fictionkin? Do you think fictionkin is valid? I'm just a bit curious to know. Personally I think it's really neat! Is that what you do?
No.
I am not FictionKin.
I am EelKin turned ElfKin, according to people who believe in Kinship.
I don't move in OtherKin circles, groups, or communities.
I am considered the "first" or "original" OtherKin, by many in the "OtherKin community" and I hate it, because I have never identified as OtherKin and deeply dislike labels being slapped onto me by vile Humans who try translate what they think I am.
What are labels? A label is simply a way to point at someone and say: "they are not Human enough to be accepted in society". That's all any label is.
And that is all any Human has ever done to me. Label me as this, label me as that.
Never once has ANY Human, ever thought to look at me as another Human, as another member of society, as a potential friend.
Because I am technically "the first" OtherKin, seeing how I was the patient in question, when the team of Social Workers, Psychologists, and Psychiatrists coined the term. I am a patient who was undiagnosable and had "something new", and "OtherKin" was the working title. But because I am technically "the first" OtherKin, I am constantly being contacted by founders, creators, and moderators of groups, forums, subreddits, Discords, FaceBook groups, and other various assorted online communities. I don't know why. I think they see me as a "celebrity" in terms of OtherKin. I'm supposedly the "ideal OtherKin" whom others try to be like.
But... I'm not trying to "be" anything. I don't even call myself OtherKin or ElfKin or EelKin or UnicornKin or CatKin or FoxKin, all of those being types of Kins that people has used to describe me.
I accept the invites and then never post in their communities or groups, because I find myself incredibly uncomfortable around most people who call themselves "OtherKin", because 99.9% of the ones I've encountered are very clearly teenagers and young kids in their 20s who are just trying to be part of a club. They don't actually have post traumatic stress disorder, they know nothing about child abuse or rape, or witnessing multiple murders, or trying to cope with being raised in a cage from the age of 8 years old to 31 years old while also being raised to believe you were a demo, because the adults in your life had schizophrenia and couldn't tell the difference between children and demons. They don't know what it is like to be 31 years old the first time any one ever suggested to you that you might actually be a human, and everything the adults taught you about your lack of Humanity was a lie.
When I accept the invites to join these groups, I go there, hoping to find others like myself, who were never Human, not once from their time of birth. I go there hoping to find others like myself, who were rejected by Humans from the day they were born. But all I ever find are happy go lucky juvenile delinquents rebelling by wearing cat-ear headbands while licking milk out of a bowl. They ENJOY pretending to be animals. They have fun, partying in their fur tails. They have no trauma. They know nothing about OtherKin and it's origins. What OtherKin is or how the word got coined.
The bulk of them are just a group of kids looking for a party where they can dress up in costumes. Only this and nothing more. And that is not OtherKin. Not even close.
Now, that is not to say there is anything wrong with what you are, no matter what you are or how you identify. Your identity is certainly valid and should be acknowledged. I'm not saying it's invalid or should be pushed aside or ignored. What I'm saying is, chances are very high that what you are classifying as OtherKin, is not in fact OtherKin.
That's the problem with online OtherKin communities. They spread far too much misinformation and leave actual, correct information spread far too thin and this leads to a lot of confusion.
The thing is I AM the ACTUAL MEDICAL, psychiatric definition of OtherKin, and it's incredibly rare to the point that fewer then 100 people have ever, EVER been diagnosed with it EVER. Fewer then 100 people in all of the millions of years of this Earth having existed. That's not many people.
And yet, there are MILLIONS of OtherKin, so called, self proclaimed OtherKin just on Tumblr, and not a one of them has a clue what OtherKin even is and that's painfully obvious.
The problem with the invites to join these groups, is I'm not what they think I am. They expect me to be a roleplaying party animal like them and I'm not.
And the fact remains - I hate Humans, and they are just Humans dressed like cats and dogs.
Let me repeat this: I HATE HUMANS.
I WISH HUMANS WOULD DIE. ALL OF THEM. I HATE THEM.
And you want me to join your little group of pretenders? I hate every one of you and you think ha-ha oh she's being in character.
No.
I really do hate Humans.
No Human has EVER given me a reason to think otherwise.
No Human has ever been my friend.
Not one.
Not Ever.
None.
Every Human I have ever met, pretends to be my friend for a few days, then they turn into cruel, hateful, backstabbing bastards.
Humans are incapable of love, friendship, compasion, sympathy.
Humans are evil.
Humans are cruel.
Humans are sadistic.
Humans enjoy hurting others.
Humans are hateful creatures who do nothing hurt everyone in their path.
And if you don't understand THAT, well, Honey, then you CERTAINLY Are NOT OtherKin.
OtherKin is not about your spiritual awakening, your identification with an animal guide... OtherKin is the hatred of Humans, on levels so extreme, that wish all Humans would die.
OtherKin is about you NOT being Human and seperating yourself from Humans because Humans are pieces of shit.
Humans can not be trusted.
Never turn your back on a Human.
Humans lie.
Humans cheat.
Humans steal.
Humans murder.
Humans torture.
There is NOTHING good in a Human.
And if you are ACTUAL, REAL, MEDICALLY DIAGNOSED as OtherKin, then I don't need to tell you that, because you already know evil Humans are.
Humans exist to kill, steal, and destroy. Only this and nothing more. There is nothing else in Humanity.
And the online OtherKin Communities who send me invites to join them.... I've yet to encounter one, single, solitary, actual, real, medically diagnosed OtherKin in any of them. And I've checked them all, and encountered well over a million people who claim to be OtherKin.
I go there are look, in hopes that one day, i will find someone, like myself, who is not Human and has never been accepted by Humans. But there is no one like me. Not surprising, seeing how in all the milinia of the Earth, fewer then 100 people have ever been diagnosed.
And the online OtherKin Communities who send me invites to join them....They do what everyone does and start rumors about me, gossiping among themselves about what they THINK I am, and they build up fanfiction, fantasy worlds about me, that have no basis in reality. They hyped up and excited, fall in love with the fictional version of me that they created in their heads, and then find themselves deeply disapointed when they actually talk to me for the first time and find out that 100% of everything they liked about me, was just fiction made up them, themselves.
Labels. They label me into a group and they love the IDEA of me as that label in that group, but then, meeting me shatters their fantasies about me, when they realize, I'm not what they told themselves I was.
That's the problem with OtherKin and people who call me OtherKin.
You see, they think I'm joking when I say I hate Humans, but I could show you a copy of my psychological evaluation, and the entire section, where the psychiatrist worried about my server homicidal desire to kill all Humans.
I'm not joking when I tell you, that if you act even remotely Human in my presence, I will pull a brick out of my tote bag and smash your jaw in. I've done it many times.
My psychological evaluation, has a full section, of worries that I show no empathy for Humans on any level what so ever, to the point of extreme Sociopathy. Yes, that's a word in my evaluation.
Far too many people look at my being the original "OtherKin" patient, and don't read the full report. They giddy with joy, thinking I'm play acting, role playing, pretending. I'm not. I don't joke. I never joke. Do you know why? I'll tell you why.
My uncles, while beating me in the face with a shovel when I was 8, or breaking my jaw with a cinder block brick when I was 14, or stabbing my arms with forks when I was 4, or driving a 2 foot long foundation nail through my hip leaving me crippled ever since I was 6 years old, or cutting the bottoms of my feet with rusted saw blades when I was 13.... or any of the hundreds of similar things they did.... while they did it, they always said the same thing: "It's just a joke, hahahahahahahaha!", "I'm only joking, hahahahahahaha!"
I have scars all over my body.... scars from wounds that bled for days. Wounds that should have been seen by a doctor. Wounds, that they filled with maggots, because they kept maggots in jars for that reason.
Do you know what it feels like to have you hands chained to cinder blocks, and forks driven into your arms with a hammer, that drove the tines in all the way to the bone, another fork put in, the wound torn open, and maggots poured in, as the adults around you laughed and slapped each other on the back over the good fun joke they were doing, because, the 5 year old girl they are torturing, is not Human, so it doesn't matter, because she's just a changeling left behind by Demons who took the real child. Have you ever watched maggots crawl under your skin then chew their way back out. And finally pass out hours later, and be left there unconscious for days in pools of your own blood. And when you wake up, the adults are disapointed, that you, the Demon Changeling is still alive.
That's what I grew up with.
I was 31 years old when the FBI raid rescued me.
My entire first 31 years of life, was spent being daily tortured, daily told it was okay, because I wasn't Human anyways.
The end result is the only thing in my mind that is more evil then rape and murder, is a joke.
And you'll find out how fast I beat you to a pulp if you dare say word joke in my presence. A joke is the only thing more triggering to me than rape.
Still think you are OtherKin or you know anything about me and my life, how much I hate Humans, or the fact that OtherKin was a term created by Psychiatrists, as a working title to diagnose me, the child who survived "the world child abuse case in American history"?
Yeah. the "OtherKin Community" has a vastly warped view of who I am, and why I'm the way I am.
When you ask me questions about OtherKin and CosPlay and RolePlay... and worse, when you try to sexualize anything about me or make mems about me and say you are just joking... you just make me hate Humans even more. Because you can call yourself OtherKin all you want, but you, running around playing and joking and laughing and smiling, you forget, I don't do any of those things.
Jokes. Laughing. Smiling..... I see those things as a threat and a reason to fight back. And clearly the OtherKin Community knows nothing of trauma, torture, and abuse at the hands of Humans.
OtherKin, it's ACTUAL Journal of Psychiatry definition, is very simply: The belief that one is not Human and is something other than Human. That's what OtherKin means.
If you believe something, you have no doubts, so you would never ask "Am I OtherKin?".
I have yet to find an OtherKin on any online community, who TRULY BELIEVED they were not Human. They will tell you they feel connected, they say they no longer want to be Human. Most acknowledge themselves as the spirit of a non-Human living in a Human body.
Answer me this... how can you stop being Human if you don't believe you are Human? Only someone who believes they are Human would say they want to stop being Human.
They build character sheets, detailing the backstory of their alternate being. But if the being IS YOU, then your life, your childhood, your experiance ARE your backstory. If you had to write a character backstory, you are not OtherKin, you are Multiple Personality Disorder or Dissociative Identity Disorder.
OtherKin you are YOU. You are just not Human and not accepted by Humans as Human. You live with Humans and your experiences with them, are very simply the experiences you have every day, and you don't need to sit down and write a backstory. There is no backstory in OtherKin.
Me? I wouldn't know the first thing about feeling Human, because I never was Human. I never had a transition. I never shifted. I never felt the need to STOP being Human, because there was never a point from the day I was born, when anyone ever acknowledge me as being Human.
But, let's answer your question. My email inbox is so full of so many OtherKin questions. Someday I'll get around to answering them. Let's start with your's.
When you ask me about what type of OtherKin I am, it is immediately clear that you know nothing about me, my history, or the history of the origins of the word OtherKin.
The first known group of OtherKin was ElfKin and was The Silver Elves, and the group still exists. They were founded in 1978. I joined them in 1987. I did not remain Silver Elf, as I found more of a connection to Elves in general, and they were a bit more "religion focused" (like they wanted people to obey their set of rules and such, with was too restrictive for me and contrary to how I felt Eves were). Because of the connection to spiritual teachings, in America The Silver Elves are considered a "legally recognized religion" by the Federal government (same as Catholic, Wicca, Baptist, LDS/Mormon, Voodoo, etc are considered as such). They are really connected to the spiritual and religious side of OtherKin and I liked that a lot.
The term OtherKin, was coined in 1997 by a group of Social Workers, Psychologists, and Psychiatrists and was the working title of the mental illness that would eventually become known as Species Dysphoria.
So calling groups like The Silver Elves "OtherKin" is questionable at best, but they are considered by most "OtherKin" to be the first "OtherKin Group", even though their compound was founded in 1978 and the term OtherKin was coined in 1997.
Being older (elderly) and an ElfKin for 40+ years now, I've seen the OtherKin movement evolve and change a lot. There is always something in it that makes me go: "What the f...?"
But there is never a point when I think: "They are not valid because of ____."
It's always just a reaction of more: "Wow! Boy do they have a completely different take on OtherKin than what I've always thought it was."
And then after I think about it I'm: "Yeah, yeah, I can see how they feel that way. Yep, that makes sense."
I think, because I'm a lot older, and got into it via The Silver Elves originally, I end up taking a very spiritual/religious outlook on it, where I see Elves sort of as my "spirit animals" so to speak... and it seems like, more recently, especially in teens and 20s age group, their take on OtherKin is more, like Dissociative Identity Disorder, like they actually believe they REALLY ARE an Elf or Wolf or whatever.
The first time I heard of the new form of OtherKin, the "I'm not a Human, I'm a Dog" type, my mind was: "Wow! That's crazy!" You see, I look at OtherKin as "I'm channeling the spiritual energy of the Dog, not, I literally become a Dog because I don't want to be Human any more." So, at first, I just had a hard time wrapping my mind around the new "Tumblr style" OtherKin. But then, the more I thought about it, the more I realized, no, it's not crazy, because they are doing the same thing I'm ding, they are just doing it differently.
I mean, I use guided meditations and visualizations and oracle cards to connect with the spirit world and it's energy, and for me, connecting to Elf energy and Unicorn energy and ArchAngel energy has always been the best/easiest way for me to do that. And in guided meditation, you often focus on mentally becoming the Elf or Fox or Raven or whatever your spirit guide is, and so yeah, thinking of it that way, suddenly the new style of OtherKin didn't seem crazy to me anymore and I realized, they are just like me, only different.
And then I heard of FictionKin and I was like mind blown. I was like: "OMG, you don't really believe you actually ARE Harry Potter, do you?"
But then almost immediately I was reminded how many times people said to me: "OMG, you don't really believe you actually ARE Lord Sesshomaru, do you?" because I "CosPlayed" him for 9 years... not to conventions, no, I dressed like him 24/7/365 every day for 9 years, around the house, to go shopping, just all day, every day.
People interviewing me about that back in 2005 and 2007 is one of the early things that brought OtherKin to the internet. When people asked why, if I thought I was him, I would say: "No. I'm channeling his energy. I feel more connected to his energy when I dress like him. I'm not trying to be him."
And then I did the same thing with Quaraun for 7 years. And for the past 3 years I've done the same thing with Avallac'h. And yeah, these are fictional characters. Which, I guess, maybe, would cause other people to see me as FictionKin? But they are all Elves, and I am ElfKin and I'm not trying to be or become the Elf in question, rather I feel better able to connect to spiritual Elf energy, when I dress like a fictional Elf from a novel. It's more like I borrowed the Elf's clothes and just wear them.
It's like weighted blankets. They protect you and help you sleep. Same thing. I have PTSD, OCD, Kanner's Syndrome, and Agoraphobia. The longest I have gone without setting foot outside of the house was 15 years.
I was horribly abused by my uncles and several of their male friends from their church as a child and as a result, I developed a crippling fear of Humans in general and Men in particular, and than, as an adult, years later, I was raped and that brought back all the mental trauma memories of what my uncles did, and I don't know what happened, but my mind was just mentally crippled after that, to the point that I locked myself in my room and did not leave it for 15 years.
2006, I went outside for the first time, in 15 years, and I was only able to do so, by wearing a costume of Lord Sesshomaru. When you read the books, he's fearless. He can walk through crowds and he doesn't care who thinks what, and if someone tries to hurt him or his friends, he would never let the attacker hurt them. He's fiercely protective of Rin, the Human girl who travels with him. He has a fearless energy to him. Very powerful fearless energy, and I wanted to feel that.
I wanted to be able to go outside, without being terrified men would hurt me. And I tried for weeks, months, to go outside. I'd get to the door and I'd freeze. A mental block made my body so rigid I couldn't move my feet to get out the door. My agoraphobia was that bad.
So, I started meditating, channel Lord Sesshomaru's energy. And it healed, but it didn't help enough. So I ordered fabric, fur, leather, bolt of silk from Japan, from eBay and Amazon, and I made what went down in history as both the most expensive and most insanely elaborate Lord Sesshomaru CosPlay ever made. And, when I put it on, I was able to walk outside of my house for the first time in 15 years.
It was like, before I channeling his energy, but now, he was there with me. It's the only way I know how to explain it.
I still have severe agoraphobia today. But since 2006, I can go outside, IF, I dress up like an Elf. The stronger the Elf the better. A powerful protecting spirit.
That's why I now CosPlay Avallac'h. There's no one, more protective then he is. It's what he's known for. His fierce protectiveness of Ciri, the Human girl who travels with him is beyond Lord Sesshomaru's protectiveness of Rin. He won't let anyone hurt her. He'll die to to keep her safe. So I retired the Lord Sesshomaru CosPlay and made the Avallac'h CosPlay, my new protecting spirit. An Elf, but also, a Fictional Character.
He's not real. I'm aware he's not real. But that doesn't change the fact that I can draw on his fierce protective energy, to be able to go outside, go shopping, not have to buy everything online or have others buy things for me and deliver it. I can do it myself, dressed like an Elf, but at least I'm outside.
The fact remains, there's never been a real man in my life who DID NOT hurt me. I grew up with drug dealers. Real life gangsters. They killed people. Throughout my childhood and teen years I had witness multiple murders, Brutal. Violent. I was beaten and locked in cages. I watched them kill people, then turn around and threaten to kill me if I ever told anyone.
Today most of them are dead, in prison, or on the run from the FBI. There was never a time in my life when I felt safe, and around men, I felt less safe. There has never been anyone there for me. No mental support. No emotional support. No one to protect me from the men I grew up with, or the gangs they had shot outs with.
I would read books, while hiding under a blanket to try to blockout the screaming and yelling and gun fire. None of the children were allowed to go to school or doctors. We lived on a farm, in the forest, miles from the nearest anything, fenced in and guarded by riflemen. No one had birth certificates or SSNs. No paper trail. No adults outside the clan to turn to for help. I would read books, while hiding under a blanket and praying for someone to please help me. It was none stop terror every day, all day, my entire childhood. Fictional men in books, where my only friends. I was drawn to men who protected children, especially men who protected little girls.
Lord Sesshomaru protected Rin, an 8 year old girl.
Avallac'h protected Ciri, a 12 year old girl.
That's why I was drawn to them. They are strong men who protect little girls from evil men.
This is also why I take such a very strong and heavy offense to anyone trying to sexualize my kinship to either Lord Sesshomaru or Avallac'h.
My attraction to them is not sexual and I do not like people trying to translate it that way.
I see them, more along the lines of ArchAngels. Protectors. Someone you can look to to always be there for you. Someone who will never hurt you. Someone who will keep you safe.
Nothing will make you my enemy faster than you trying to sexualze me, my life, or anything I do. I am asexual, on an extreme anti-sex level. I have an extreme hatred for sex. And if you try to sexualize me or anything I do, you will quickly find yourself branded one of my top most hated people on the planet.
But, yeah, I am myself ElfKin, but you can see why I find no issues with FictionKin. Also, while I tend to lurk in OtherKin communities, I don't see myself as OtherKin, because I see ElfKin and OtherKin as being 2 very different, but also very similar things.
I should also point out that I think of ElfKin and FictionKin as both separate and different from OtherKin, that they are 3 completely different things in my mind, but that none is any less valid then the other and that each of the 3 should be supportive of the other 2.
My thought is, you wouldn't be Kin to anything if you had not suffered through extreme trauma and your Kinship, is your way of coping. For is, after all, nothing more than a mental illness. The concept of Kinship, was created by a group of psychiatrists, to explain people who are not Human, but live in Human society. You can not be Kin to anything and not also be insane. That is a medical fact. And therefore, all Kin are Kin to each other through their insanity, regardless of what type of Kin they are or how they explain their Kinship.
I think of all Kinships this way. Each is distinctly different, but, all are similar enough that each should try to learn from one another and be supportive of each other.
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Written: September 2008
Last Updated: February 2014
June 2017 Update:
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I am making this page because of an odd email I have just received. An odd email and one that I fear I shall soon see more of, if I do not nip this thing in the bud right here and now. Actually, if the 20,000 emails I have received in the past week are any indication, I fear I shall soon be swamped.
At first I tried answering the emails directly, but with 2,000 new emails popping up every day and no end in sight, I felt it best to make an attempt to answer them all at once, via this page and hopefully put an end to this odd confusion which has occurred. (Though I do wish I knew where so many fans of this book are getting my email adress...it seems based on some of these emails that someone must have posted it on a fan site somewhere, telling people it was hers, instead of mine.)
It took me a bit
to figure out what they were talking about, near as I can figure,
apparently there is a new book released which has the same or almost the same title as one
of my series of books.
 The Twighlight Manor aka Essex Mountain Sanatoium in New Jersey |
Basically the email said they had been reading my Squidoo lenses when suddenly they *realized* who I *REALLY* was. They next babbled on about a book and a character I had never heard of before, speaking as though I was the author of said book. Next they start in about how much they love my vampires. |
Vampires? What the....???
The message ended with a "Twilight is amazing!" and how happy they were that I had written it.
Twilight?
What?
I wrote Twilight? Really? When did that happen?
hhhhhmmmmm....
I didn't write Twilight, I wrote Twighlight Manor, BIG DIFFERENCE. HUGE DIFFERENCE.
A large part of the confusion seems to be with Etiole de Blue de Azure Swanzen, whose father is the owner of the Twighlight Manor, Sir Roderic, a Flamite. In the books The Flamites are described as "aliens who the Humans mistook for Vampires". They are frequently referred to as Alien Vampires From Outer space, however, they are not actual Vampires and this is also stated in the books
I am told by Edward fans that Edward is a unique vampire with gold skin, and they love it. This seems to be the cause of the confusion. Etiole, the son of the so-called alien (the so called vampire these folks were refering to - only he's not a vampire as I'll explain in a minute), has shimmering silver skin. The reason for this is because his mother is a mermaid and Etiole, though classified as a Flamite, his body is covered with fish scales, his hands and feet are webbed, and on his forearms and thighs are long silvery blue fish fins.
It took me a while to figure out why I was receiving emails glorifying "my vampires" (and why are these people calling them "Vamires" and not Flamites? My readers know they are not vampires. Something was clearly wrong here) when I had not written about vampires, but rather aliens falsely mistaken as vampires and my readers know this so do not call them vampires. I was not aware there was a recent series about vampires, which mirrored my series with one similarity after another - or so I've been told (I'm not actually seeing the similarities these folks are pointing out) - starting with several characters having near identical names and both her story and my story featuring a main character with glittering skin!
I am getting 2 distinct types of emails. One gushing love of what they falsely believe I wrote and the other, screaming that I should sue her ass for stealing glittering vampires from me, and only thinly covering her tracks of outright theft of my story, pointing out that she only made minor changes to character names and place names.
I am baffled by both types of emails, but the second type I find quite alarming. I'm not familiar with the book in question, so I don't know how much of what I'm being told in the emails is true. Though I'm puzzled as to why a vampire would glitter or why they seem to think she stole glittering vampires from me, seeing how I don't write vampires glittering or otherwise. The email writers are telling me that she has vampires that have glittering gold skin and that she stole the idea from Etiole.
Well, this is were I am confused. See Etiole is a fish-man part eel, part man, thus his body shimmers with silver fish scales, as do all races of merfolk. I did not invent this. Read any old Welsh, Scottish, Irish, Scandinavian story of merfolk, merrows, silkies, sirens, etc and you will find mention of men and women from below the sea whose bodies are covered with shimmering silvery fish scales. Stories of men with silver skin date to B.C. times. Sumerian texts thousands of years old, mention fish men with shiny skin.
Okay, so Etiole Swanzen is only half merman, and his dad is a Flamite aka an Alien Vampire From Outer Space, resulting in a vampire-like creature with silver skin. Yeah? So? My question is what in the heck is the big deal? Why am i being flooded with all these emails with people fussing over it?
I get what you people are telling me, that she wrote a story about gold glittering vampire, the story happens to have the same title as my series, Etiole and Edward both begin with the letter "E", "Swan" is only 2 letters short of "Swanzen", her Bella (a human) has 2 "L"s while mine (a black cat whose full name is Bela Lugosi) has 1 "L", and that both her story and my series are riddled with Mormonisms because we are both Mormons. Okay? I get what you folks are saying...you can stop saying it...alright?
My question is: What is the point? What exactly do you people want me to do about it? I hear what you are saying, I see where you are screaming in large letters across your emails "SUE HER ASS!"...uhm...yeah...what part of I am a Mormon do you not understand?
Let's look at what you people have told me:
My Etiole is silver; her Edward is gold.
75 of my characters have the last name Swanzen; 1 of her's is Swan.
The Swanzens are real. They live done the street from me hear in Old Orchard Beach, Maine. They own The Peir and the Grand Victorian, one of them went to prison for murder. I changed their first names, but not the last.
The title of mine is Twighlight Manor; the title of hers is Twilight.
Mine are aliens/Faeries/Elves mistaken for vampires; hers are actual vampires.
My Bela is a talking black cat - Bela is short for Bela Lugosi; her Bella is a Human
My Bela is a real cat. She is a Black Bombay. I've had her for 16 years.
My "Native Americans" are shapeshifting Phookas and they are Faeries not Native Americans; hers are shapeshifting werewolves.
Crazy vampire falls in love with non-vampire girl (mine mermaid; hers human) and is outted by his people because of it; girl dies giving birth to baby.
My aliens live in a mansion in a remote forest in Old Orchard Beach, Maine, while others hide out in a cave in Oregon; her characters live in a remote town in Washington.
My Etiole is silver; her Edward is gold.
Sure, there are folks who are only Mormon in name and not in practice and they think nothing of dragging people to court, but I'm not one of them. I actually practice my religion, and part of that practice teaches NOT to take people to court or as you so bluntly put it "sue her ass". Okay...will you people please stop trying to get me to sue her. I don't see that she has done anything wrong, I find no reason to sue her. I really don't think she stole anything, so could you please drop it. Okay?
But here's the other thing...what proof do you have that she actually stole anything from me?
Is that everything? I'm scanning through thousands of emails here, but near as I can tell, these are the only connections you people are telling me about.
I remain confused and I wish white folks would get their act together and stop being so stupid that they can't tell the difference between my Twighlight Manor series from the 1970s and some other Mormon's Twilight series from a couple of years ago. They are not the same things, people. Get your heads out of your asses long enough to see that and stop emailing me about something I had nothing to do with!
*Well, there are some glaring errors here and some false assumptions being made about my books. Namely that my series contains neither vampires nor Native Americans, though I think I know where you got that idea, I'll explain in a sec...
But this is a huge pet peeve of mine is when I get an email/review/comment/letter from someone saying "I just had to tell you how much I love your vampires..." >:( >:( >:( >:
FUMES
SCREAMS
RAVES
RANTS
***I DO NOT WRITE VAMPIRES!!!!***
In 200 books I have yet to write a single story that has a vampire in it...yet it is the single most common email/comment/review/letter I get... "I love your vampires!"
I have written 283,000 words series of angry raving and ranting blog posts on this subject of vampires vs my aliens. I get so many emails on this, that I wrote up a giant 20,000 word article on it, which I have set as the auto reply on my email.
It's really annoying when someone reads a story and ASSUMES the monster is something, and even though the story very plainly states what the monster is, they STILL go, "oh, no, it's not that it's this."...No...I wrote it, I think I know what it was I wrote.
The problem is my drop-dead sexy, sharp fanged, albino aliens eat humans in a vampire like fashion...and the prime word there is EAT, not drink blood, but eat flesh. Yes, tear off a limb and drain the blood first, but than eat the flesh too. That's more ghoul or zombie, than vampire. Garlic, silver, iron, crosses, holy water, running water, bridges, rivers, brooks, sunlight, mirrors, etc, etc, etc....have no effect on them, are not even in the stories, because they are not vampires.
Aparently if you have a hot guy ready to eat you, that's all it takes to have readers call him a vampire these days. I've asked so many readers now, what is it that makes them think either Roderic (an alien) or Etiole (a merman) is a vampire?
I get the whole "well, Roderic doesn't go outside in the day..." he's albino, he can't go outside, being albino does not make you a vampire... "Oh but you said he doesn't have any mirrors in his house..." no... no, no, no! His entire life he was this hot guy women were after, but the man lost his face in a freak accident, one half of his face is gone, not there, at all, he smashed all the mirrors in his house, because he didn't want to see his scared face, and he's very angry now because he was very vain before the acident. A man who smashes mirrors after his face is scared in an accident - that doesn't make him a vampire!.
One reader said to me "Of course Etiole is a vampire, he sparkles." I'm like...what? WHAT? He's a merman...he's a mutated eel, with goldfish fins on his legs, he's a freaking fish, of course he sparkles, have you ever looked at a fish? I raise eels and goldfish. Silver Eels and Pearlscale Ranchu Goldfish. They look like they are made out of sequines, because they are fish, and that what fish do.
Etiole is a fishman, how the hell does that make him a vampire? He doesn't even eat people. He's also based on my next door neighbor an 83 year old drag queen who paints his skin silver when he does his mermaid act on stage. Etiole has been sparkling across the pages of my books for 35 years, and never once did anyone call him a vampire until the past 5 years. Same with Roderic...Roderic's been smashing mirrors for 35 years, no one ever called him a vampire, until the past 5 years.
I think there are so many "vampires" out there today (that are not anything close to being like "classic" pre-Dracula vampires) that readers have got it in their heads that if it drinks blood it must be a vampire...of course, classic vampires didn't drink blood at all, so how do they explain that? Lots of things drink blood: chupachabra, lowland frogs, red caps, phookas, fardarrigs, gnomes, trolls, boogards, merrows, memegwasi, sirens, harpies, gorgons, kelpies....pretty much every super scary classic monster is a blood sucker, it takes a heck of a lot more than sucking blood to make something a vampire - for starters: it must be dead....my aliens aren't dead, that alone ought to say they ain't vampires!
I've ended up having to compromise with my readers and nickname them "alien vampires from outer space". So many readers were incorrectly assuming they were vampires, that I started writing it into the series, having the human characters (whose only purpose in the series is to be eaten shortly after they enter the story) call the aliens vampires to their faces and the aliens laugh at them. Ended up weaving the whole "I'm not a vampire" vilain monologue into a couple of stories too.
But this whole telling me to sue her claiming she stole glittering vampires from me? Have you seriously never watch a Hammer vampire film before? You do realize they had glittering vampires in those back in the 1960s, right?
Any TRUE vampire fan, knows that the first sparkling vampire was not Edward of Twilight or my Etiole from Twighlight Manor. Star of The Lost Boys was glittering in 1987. You remember The Lost Boys don't you? biggest vampire cult classic movie of the 80s? Don't remember a pink sparkling vampire in it? Well, Honey, than it's been a while since you've seen it. Better go watch it again. I just put it on and watched it tonight to be sure I was right. Yep. There she is. Sparkling vampire. Clear as day. Pay special attention to Star and how she uses her pink sparkles to attract men. The Lost Boys came out in 1987, 2 years before I created Etiole in 1989. But hey, it was the 80s, all us girls plastered glitter paint over every inch of our bodies back than - just like Jem and The Holograms. You remember them don't you?
But hey, why stop there, let's go all the way back to 1974 and the movie called: The Legend of the 7 Golden Vampires. STILL want to call her the creator of sparkling gold vampires? Honey, she wasn't even born yet in 1974. Gold vampires were around a lot longer than freaking Twilight! For crying out loud, I thought you people were supposed to be big vampire fans! What? Have you never watched a vampire movie? I mean a REAL vampire movie. A classic. I just maned two pretty big classics with sparkling vampires in them, one of them made nigh on 50 years ago and staring Peter Cushing for crying out loud!
There are movies made in the 1950s, some star Bela Lugosi, featuring sparkling vampires from outer space. 1950s.
She did not create glittering vampires, I did not create glittering vampires. I'm older than she is, I don't know who created glittering vampires, but glittering vampires were dancing around in movie at least 10 years before I was born.
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I'm not sure how to respond to these accusations you people are throwing in my email. You people are accusing this woman of plagiarizing my work, and that's actually a pretty serious crime. If I was to believe your accusations and act on them, she could get 25 years in prison. Do you realize that?
Okay. So here's the thing...I'm the one that wrote this thing, so why are you the one getting pissed off? If I'm not upset over this what reason do you have to be?
I hear what you are telling me, but I've looked at the facts you are presenting and guess what: I don't think she stole anything at all. Maybe she read my stories and got an idea based off them, maybe, but, really, what you people are saying to me, isn't enough to make me think she did anything wrong.
Sure, what you said taken out of context looks bad, but if you look at it as a whole, it's laughable that you were able to find any connection between the two stories at all!
First off, I had no idea who Edwards is. Sorry, but I have no
idea what you are talking about. Glad you like the guy, he sounds great.
I'll have to read the book myself someday, except it sounds to lovey
dovey for my tastes. You folks seem to indicate it's a Romance? Yeah,
I'm not all that into the whole happily ever after thing. Sorry.
Secondly, I did not write the Twilight series I wrote the Twighlight Manor series. That's a horse of a different color if ever I saw one. So, please, please, please, please, PLEASE! STOP EMAILING and thanking me for writing about Edward. Okay? It's getting really annoying.
Stop.
Please.
Before you send me another email.
Look at where you are.
Take a good long look around this place.
Does this LOOK like a Twilight website?
Do you see Edward anywhere on here?
I mean, come on people! You got a brain don't you? Can't you see that you are on the wrong website? Can't you see that I am NOT the author you are looking for? Can't you see that this is not the home page of Twilight or Edward or anyone else you are yapping at me about? Open your eyes. Please.
Please...people 20,000 emails a week?!?! It's getting a little ridiculous. Okay?
I am trying to run a business here. I have actual business related
emails I have to answer and I can't find them, because my inbox has
350,000+ unread emails in it. It's overwhelming and I really don't know how to deal with this. When they first started coming I was answering them and letting folks know their error, but this has gotten so far out of hand. I don't know what to do other than to write up a page for my website and hope you stop screaming "OMG! IT'S YOU!" long enough to read this page and realize, I'm not who you think I am.
Let me say this again: 20,000 emails. Each week. For the past several months. And not from 20,000 people. No. Some of these emails consist of hourly "Did you get my last email?" emails. There are a couple of people sending my over 100 emails a day EACH person. There's one here who sent me more than 600 emails in less than 2 hours - 1 person - 600 emails - 2 hours.
How do you expect me to read 600 emails in 2 hours? How the hell did you even write 600 emails in 2 hours? And WHY? Will you please stop emailing me? Seriously. Stop. Just stop.
Just get it through your heads: I DID NOT WRITE TWILIGHT! I have no clue who your beloved Edward is, and I'm tired of getting emails that you intended to go to someone else. Okay?
Is it really too much to ask that you stop fan-girl peeing your pants long enough to notice you are emailing the wrong damn person?
And: NO! No, I can not forward your email to this other author. Please stop asking me to! I am in no way affiliated with her. Just because we are both Mormons doesn't mean we know each other! If you were to tell me you were Catholic, does that mean I can ask you to forward an email to the Pope?
Do you people even stop to think about what you put in these emails before you send them to me? Seriously. Orson Scot Card is a Mormon author too. What do you want me to start forwarding your fanmail to him next? Or what about R.L.Stine, he's a Mormon who writes horror, features lots of haunted houses, are you going to start asking me to forward messages to him next? I know there's a brain in your head somewhere, could you at least try to pretend it's turned on? Even just a little, itty bit?
Thirdly, near as I can tell, based on these emails, Twilight is about teenaged vampires and teenaged werewolves and has no aliens, no Fae shapeshifters or Phookas, and no talking cats in it. At least, none of your emails have mentioned these things and nothing I'm finding on Google is mentioning them either. The entire Twighlight Manor series is told by talking cats (one of whom is named Bela, which may be another part of the confusion as I see some emails mentioning a character named Bella in Twilight?)
It appears that A LOT of the character names from my series are being used in Twilight in fact. Apparently there is also a character whose last name is Swan? 75 of my characters have the last name Swanzen, and the Swanzen family by the way are real people who live here in Old Orchard, Beach Maine. They own, you know The Pier and the Grand Victorian, and oh, I don't know just about every hotel, motel, barroom, gift shop, parking lot, and summer beach cabin here in the town. I changed the spelling of their name from Swensen to Swanzen, but that's how my series came to have a family of mega wealthy gazzilionaires who owned pretty much the whole town, including the giagatic 500 room mansion...in my books the mansion is called The Twighlight Manor and only one family lives there, in real life the 500 room mansion is called The Grand Victorian, and 250 families live there, because the Swensens had it turned into a condominium.
Basically what happened was, that name is all over every business in Southern Maine, and one day while cooking a bag of Swansen frozen peas, I combined the two names to create Swanzen. I wrote it down for weeks before I created characters to go with the name.
I'm guessing based on the emails I'm getting that Twilight is set in modern times? I should than point out the my Twighlight Manor Series is set in the 1660s. With some later stories jumping ahead to the 1940s for no reason at all. (Portals exist through out the Earth and times get muddled with people walking through them and not realiziing they have changed time periods, so there's some quasi-time travel going on as well.)
As for the house? That is a combination of multiple real houses: Essex Mountain Sanatorium in New Jersey, Pine Land Center in Maine, The Grand Victorian in Maine, and Trull Hospital in Maine.
So, while I am glad you like the Twilight books and the characters and all, I did not write them. You are sending your emails to the WRONG PERSON! Sorry, but I wrote the Twighlight Manor series not the Twilight series. I mean, sure if there's as many character name overlaps, and the title overlap and glittering vampire overlaps as you guys are telling me there are, sure I can see why you are so confused and why you are writing to me, but dang honey, could you folks at least stop and breath long enough to realize, you are sending your emails to the wrong person? PLEASE? I'm getting 20,000 emails a week from you people and it is rather annoying.
It took me a bit of sifting through emails, going back and asking folks what they were talking about in their emails, and Googling the info they gave me, to figure out what in the heck they were talking about. It should be pointed out that I am somewhat of an extremist Mormon and live off the grid without electricity, running water, phone, or regular access to media (including internet, TV, or radio) so I never know about book and movie releases until quite some time later - often years, I didn't have electricity at all from 2005 to 2012 - thus, I had not heard of Harry Potter till the release of the 5th book, and I'm only just now hearing about this new Twilight book, which I guess, I am told, has 4 volumes and a movie? Not sure. I don't go to movie theaters and I'm not in the habit of reading books published after the 1960s.
I'm quite content to re-read Edgar Allan Poe and Charles Dickens every night. So I'm sorry if I'm not up and up on all these new fangled releases you folks are talking about - sheesh - I don't even own a phone, for crying out loud. I haven't really looked into finding out what this thing is, so, I'm kind of going only on what my fans told me in their emails.
There is a slight problem in the fact that people tend to refer to my series as "books", see they are not books and never have been, which is what makes them so difficult to find copies of. They are short stories, more than 200 of them, written over a period of 35 years starting in 1978. You must keep in mind that the series started out as children's stories, and older editions (from 1978 to 1993) were published in various childrens magazines notably the Mormon Church's Friend Magazine for children and their New Era magazine for teens.
Stories that were "too taboo" for publication in official Deseret Industries (Mormon) publications, were published in various sci-fi pulp fiction magazines, and by small press houses owned by fellow Mormons who distributed the stories as chapbooks to other Mormons. Outside of the pulps the series never went to the mass market general public. Basically if you are not a Mormon you would not have had access to reading any of the really early Twighlight Manor Series stories. Which seems to be part of what is causing the trouble here. Some emails are pointing out that she HAD to have stolen my stories because she was a Mormon and only Mormons had access to my stories.
However...let me point out that the particular story you are pointing to was NOT one of the ones distributed exclusivly to Mormons. The 1993 re-release edition (keeping in mind I re-release new editions of the this particular story every 5 years, and have done so for the past 35 years - so there are several editions and re-writes of it now) was the one the church BANNED because of the sex and violence and Mormons were told by Bishops across the wards NOT to read it. This particular story is the one that got famous BECAUSE the church made such a fuss over it and members were gathering up copies to burn. Mormons were the ones who had less access to this particular book.
The series changed from childrens sci-fi to M-rated adult horror porn (Gorn) space fantasy in 1993 and all stories since 1993 are banned by the Mormon Church and boycotted by my fellow members. In any case the series is really obscure and most non-Mormons have never even heard of it, and it was a 3million word story published as a long running serial spread out across more than 200 short stories, so calling my Twighlight Manor series "books" is somewhat inaccurate, due to the fact that most people seem to think the word book means novel. It doesn't, grab a dictionary and look it up.
A BOOK is "4 or more pages bound between a cover."
A NOVEL: is "a lengthy work of fiction bound in a single book".
The Twighlight Manor Series:
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The Twighlight Manor Series started in September 1978 with a 16 page short story called Friends Are Forever. It started as a one shot children's early reader book, Friends Are Forever, for 8 year olds. It was about a talking cat from outer space, who lived next door to a haunted house and was driven around town by her talking car that had a mind of it's own. I had no intention of writing a series. |
That first story was outright fan fiction of 2 Disney movies I had seen eariler that week: The Cat From Outer Space and (Herbie) The Love Bug. I simply made the cat black, stuck her in a 1964 Dodge 330, and plopped them next door to the House of Usher (a Vincent Price movie) complete with a psychotic man named Roderic (Usher) who believed his house was trying to kill him.
The Twighlight Manor series started out as Disney/Edgar Allan Poe/Vincent Price fan fic.
But then I kept asking myself questions: Where did the cat come from and why was she on earth?
Why was her car "alive" and who lives in the Twighlight Manor and why specifically was it haunted?
I had to answer those questions, so I started writing lots of little quick stories, each one answering a question.
By 1983 EelKat (the cat) had become a historian here on Earth to record the life of Roderic Swanzen, the last of a dying race of so-called Alien Vampires, and his blood thirsty human eating house. Every time I wrote a story to answer a question, it would create new questions.
How did Roderic get here?
What happened to his planet and people, why did they all die?
Why are humans calling them vampires when they are aliens?
What do you get when an Alien Vampire marries a Silver Eel Siren (mermaid) and they have strange children?
Why is Roderic's son a Drag Queen?
What would happen if one of Roderic's son joined Hilter's army and turned over his gay brother to the Nazis?
What would happen is Roderic's butler was a male Gorgon and all the statues in the house are not really statues but the stoney remains of his victims?
And why the heck is Roderic's house eating people?
I couldn't not answer these questions, and answering questions created more questions, it was a never ending circle. 36 years and 200+ stories later I am still writing Friends Are Forever: The Twighlight Manor Series, as well as it's 3 spin off series, each spin off being focused on the races from each of 3 different planets.
I did not set out to create this insane mad capped universe, I just wrote one story and kept expanding it and am still expanding it. endlessly. Forever. I'll be doing this for another 36 years too, because this thing just doesn't end.
The story spans 200 volumes of 5,000 to 17,000 word story stories, and follows the lives of several generations of a Flamite family.
Now the point these emails keep bringing up again and again is "Twilight Vampires" vs "Twighlight Manor Vampires".
But here's the thing...there are no vampires in the Twighlight Manor series!
But what about the so-called "alien vampires"? Yeah, did you read the part where I said this is what the HUMAN CHARACTERS in the series INCORRECTLY call the FLAMITE CHARACTERS.
They are NOT vampires, they are Flamites. I can not over emphizise this enough.
A Flamite for those not familiar with The Twighlight Manor Series is this:
An intergalactic ship crash landed in the Atlantic Ocean (in a very Disney Escape From Witch Mountain fashion - if you pay close attention to everything I tell you about the TMSeries you can link almost every detail back to a 1960s/1970s era Disney film - major Disney obsession - remember - I own the world's largest Disney Duck comic book collection - every edition of every issue in every language) off the coast of Old Orchard Beach, Maine, the survivors built a vast forest-like mansion in the Ross Forest off Portland Ave.
These aliens were small four foot tall grayish-white skinned aliens with large black rims around their eyes. (Thank you Close Encounters of the Third Kind.) These albino aliens were not accustomed to Planet Earth. It's sun burned their white skin and blinded their pink/blue eyes, forcing them to come out only at night. Unable to adapt to eating the plant and animal life on the planet they took to eating the Humans instead.
The Humans called the aliens "Vampires", however, the cats knew better. Humans are stupid after all and cannot survive without the guidance of the cats (who are a much superior race, that originated from another galaxy and were not originally from Earth.)
The cats, who can talk, and had no fear of being eaten by the aliens, went to the mansion to interview the alien creatures. They discover the Swanzen family, lead by an ancient alien called Roderic Swanzen (Thank you Vincent Price as Roderic Usher). Roderic (now close to 900 years old at the time the cats interviewed him in 1983) after centuries of surviving on Human brains, is absolutely insane, but the cats, unfamiliar with the habits of these aliens assume Roderic to be "normal" for his race.
Through Roderic, the cats learn that the aliens call themselves Ecrodons and that a comet crashed into their planet, causing it to change orbit around the star/sun of their solar system. Plant and animal life died, the water evaporated, mountains melted, and nearly every person on the planet burned to death along with everything else on the surface of their planet.
Now nearing extinction, only 3 tribes/clans survived the event: The Red TrialKites, The Black Parytheans, and the White Ecrodons. (Race wars abound throughout the series, due to the fact that I am myself mixed race and grew up seeing A LOT of racism, which had a dramatic effect on the tone of several stories in the series. A lot of hateful speech, bigotry, and violence towards minority races, occurs throughout the entire series. These things are worse for mixed-race characters. It is for this reason character add a "color" [red, white, black] before their clan names...you will also notice Roderic calls himself an Ecrodon not a White Ecrodon as he himself is mixed race [Ecrodon & Odgadan, the Ongadas now extinct, save a few scattered mixed-bloods, like Roderic.] The most persicuted outcasts from society are the "Ratzins" half-Flamite & half Chrystonite.)
They survived by tunnelling deep underground, living like moles, eating whatever and whomever they could find. After centuries of cannibalism (which helped to drastically reduce their numbers), a ship from yet another galaxy landed on their planet, a team of scientists, who regrettably due to miscalculations of time, arrived centuries too late to evacuate the planet... or so they at first assumed. The scientists were attacked and eaten by the Ecrodones who took the ship and having no idea how to fly it, escaped the planet and wandered the universe aimlessly until it crashed here on Earth. The cats unpon hearing this story, dubbed the aliens "The Flamites" or "The People of the Burning Planet of Flame".
Those are the Flamites and that is the basic underlying story of the series, which as you have probably guessed by now is classified as science fiction or space fantasy - it is the story of the Swanzen familiy's struggle to survive, on their dying planet, in space on a strange ship, and finally on Earth, where they thrived by becoming the worst nightmare Humans could have imagined, eventually overtaking the planet.
This particular version of the Earth, is based on Welsh and Scottish Folklore, thus Phookas, FarDarrigs, Leprechauns, Merfolk, and all the other races of the Little People, exist alongside the Humans. While the Flamites find Humans tasty, the Fae creatures, not so much.
The Fae Creatures are pissed at the Humans for destroying nature and are overjoyed to see the Flamites drastically reducing Human numbers, and so the Phookas and the Eel Sirens join forces with the Ecrodons against the Humans.
Meanwhile, back on the Burning Planet of Flame, the Trialkites and Parytheans are at war with the owners of the stolen ship: The Chrystonites, a fierce race of elf-like warriors with blue skin and the ability to turn anything they touch into crystal, whom have arrived in yet another ship. The war eventually ends up on Earth.
Back
on Planet Earth a serial killer is kidnapping, raping, torturing, and
murdering teenaged girls. Inspired by Roderic's Twighlight Manor, the
killer builds it's a rival / sister mansion: White Rock. The only real
clue any body has is that the killer is a Gorgon/Ratzin and when finished with
his victims turns them into white stone statues. White Rock gets its
name, because it is built entirely out of the white stone remains of
more than 15,000 teenaged girls.
While
all of this is going on Roderic marries a MerMaid, who is murdered
while she is pregnant with their 4th son. Roderic hires (or rather takes
hostage and imprisons in the Twighlight Manor) a Ratzin Alchemist to resurrect
her, which fails. In later stories Roderic and the Alchemist become
lovers.
Elsewhere, the serial killer disappears, the Phookas take control of his house (White Rock Mansion) and convert it into an insane asylum where they begin rounding up the Humans and slaughtering them.
Roderic's sons escape their father and his insane blood thirsty house (The Twighlight Manor):
The oldest son becomes a gunrunning, drug dealing ganster with a flying Junk-rigged Chinese pirate ship named The Blue Monkey.
The second son, ends up in Germany, where he joins forces with Hitler (many readers complained about this set of very pro-Nazi stories, told from the point of view of Nazi soldiers.)
The third son, unable to cope with the trauma of his childhood (having been one of the serial killer's few surviving victims, sexually abused, and tortured, he's unable to function in society and ends up a patient in White Rock Asylum.
The youngest son became a silver skinned Drag Queen, a bi-sexual male prostitute, one of the few Flamites in the series who refuses to eat Humans, and is the primary main character throughout most of the series, when of course Roderic is not being the main character..
And there you have it - the ENTIRE Twighlight Manor Series, all 200 stories in the space of a single page.
Now I ask you: does this still sound like Twilight to you?
I've Googled Twilight, and near as I can tell, it's a children's/teens romance novel about a vampire who falls in love with a Human, and ends up in a lover's triangle with her and a werewolf. It that correct?
Seriously - HOW are people mixing up an M-Rated, gore filled, splatter punk, slasher fest space fantasy pulp serial, with a children's PG-Rated romance novel?
I don't get it.
I simply do not get it at all. somebody explain this to me, because I really don't see the connection.
And YES the spelling is correct "Twighlight" is an old Welsh spelling
used because the characters are Welsh Fae races. Twyghlyght is another
spelling, but far less common. Keeping in mind I am Scottish and often
use Scottish, Welsh, and Gaelic spellings and terminologies, thus why
American folks often think I have misspelled words, when in fact I have
spelled them correctly, seeing how I'm Scottish and do not use American
English. It is also important to note that the Manor itself was created
to be in the style of a Scottish Loch House. The house itself inhabited
by Red Caps, FarDarrigs, Phookas, Silkies, Merrows, Kelpies, and other
types of Welsh and Scottish Faes, though in the Twighlight Manor
Universe Faes did not originate on planet Earth, but rather came from
another solar system, thus the series picks up its sci-fi theme. The
Manor itself is infested with Polter spirits (Scottish ghosts), but no
vampires exist in The Twighlight Manor series, though the Fae are in the
habit of eating humans and drinking their blood, thus vampire-like in
some respects, but not vampires. (A couple of emails asked about the spelling.)
The Twighlight Manor Series Volume 1:
Friends Are Forever, the 1993
15th Anniversary Edition
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The story you people are mixing up is the one my actual fans commonly refer to as: The Twighlight Manor Series Volume 1: Friends Are Forever, the 1993 15th Anniversary Edition Friends Are Forever: A Tale of the Twighlight Manor, the story of a
vampire-like creature (whose race was undetermined in the first story
thus readers mistakenly call Roderic a vampire when he is not) driven to
the brink of insanity after the mysterious death and possible murder of
his beloved silver skinned mermaid wife. |
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The cause of her death remains unknown even to this day 35 years after this initial story, even though many more stories in the series explore possible options. Her death follows and is followed by several murders. Roderic believes his 500 room Manor to be not only haunted, but a living entity hell bent on eating its occupants, though many suspect it is he himself who is killing people and "feeding them" to his house.
This 37,000 word novella, seems to be the one story in particular that these emails are targeting, and not the entire series as a whole. This particular story is told in reverse, last to first, in flashback, with The Eel-Kat retelling the story to her fellow cats, as Roderic told it to her.
Friends Are Forever - 1993 - 15th Anniversary Edition starts out with Roderic at Melneeva's grave. It swings into a flashback of her being kidnapped and raped by his father, then flips back to the future many years after her death. It goes back and forth in this manner until it tells the entire story of how Roderic and the mermaid met, their courtship, the terror they both suffered at the hands of his depraved father, their marriage, the nightmare of living in a haunted house hell bent on murdering everybody who sets foot inside of it, the births of their children, the hell Roderic went through when she had an affair, and her sudden unexpected murder while she was 7 months pregnant with Etiole (who survived). The story comes back full circle ending with the exact same scene at which it started with Roderic at his wife's grave.
Does that sound like Twilight? I don't know, not having read it. This is the story that the email writers are specifically pointing to.
This story than spins off into another story, telling the events from the eyes of the wife's lover, and here you see a dramaticaly different version of what happened. The first story tells the tale of a very devoted, greiving husband, but the second tale, accuses him of being his wife's killer. The second story opens up the question of Roderic's sanity and begs the reader to question everything they read in the first story. Once the second story has been read you can never trust anything Roderic says ever again.
A third story comes in after this one, and once again retells the first story, but now through the eyes of a young girl, a character never mention by Roderic in the first story, but who according the the second story was pivotal to Melneeva's murder. Yet she tells a story so different from the first two, that readers are now left to question the sanity of both men. (This third story is also one of the few ever told from a female perspective.) Readers are now opened to the absolute horror of what was really going on. The things Roderic was too depressed to see going on and the things the lover was too busy trying to cover up and keep hidden from everyone AND more importantly, the fact that the murdered mermaid got caught in between two very obsessed and violently possesive men, each crazy enough to have killed her just to keep her away from the other.
After these first three this cycle continues...again and again, the exact same story is retold, but each time a different person is being interviewed by the cat, so the cat retells you the reader a dramitacly different story each time, and 75 stories later the reader has no idea who is telling the truth, who is lying, and who is too insane to know the difference.
Each of these 75 stories dances around the first, until readers are so confused they are forced to ask the question: is every one lying and Roderic was really telling the truth all along: that his house jealous at coming second in his life after he married the mermaid, came to life and killed his wife?
Who killed his wife is the main question asked over and over again and is the pivotal plot of every story in the set. In a very "Murder on the Orient Express" way, the stories each point the finger at a different character and every character becomes suspect, but to date, no one has drawn a solid conclusion as to what exactly happened...which is because I the author, have no clue who killed her...though...in one story, one character did confess to having killed her and most stories after that one treat him as her killer, though it cannot be proven and is still in question.
In 36 years I have written the exact same story - 200 different ways. But it is the 1993 edition - Roderic's version, that the emails are referancing specifically.
Since the original 1978 release of Friends Are Forever (the story about a cat, which was later renamed: Miss Citten the Eel-Kat and The Diontite Kats of Planet Ptarmagin) new stories have been added to expand on the original tale at a rate of one every other month for the next 35 years. As of 2013 more than 200 stories have been written for this long running pulp serial about Roderic Swanzen, his children, his servants, his ancestors, his descendants, and of course his bloodthirsty house. Stories range in length from 1,000 word short-shorts all the way up to 56,000 word novellas, with most stories being about 7,500 words long.
Between 1978 and 1983 a race of talking cats (some with butterfly wings), driving flying rhinestoned cars invaded Earth and set up a home-based for their exiled Empress EelKat next door to the Roderic's Twighlight Manor. EelKat bored, and in hiding from an alien Birdman named Dr. Dameon, took to attempting to solve the mystery of the countless murders that took place in the Manor. The result was the spin off series known as EelKat's Twisted Tales. From 1983 onward, every story in the Twighlight Manor series was written as a broken 4th wall satire with the black bobcat EelKat as the obnoxious narrator writing letters to her home planet about her psychotic vampire neighbors.
Early on in the series, Roderic's four half-vampire/half-mermen sons took the lead as alternating main characters, allow the series to spin in multiple directions by 1983 as it followed the lives of characters who no longer lived in the Manor itself.
In 1987, the series took a drastic change when it was revealed that the abnormally long lived Swanzen family were not in fact vampires, but rather blood sucking aliens, known as Flamites, whose ship had crashed on Earth in 1313, during a massive intergalactic battle with a race of blue skinned ice demon known as the Chrystonites. This resulted in the spin off stories, collectively known as The Wild Years and The Chrystonite Chronicles.
For its 15th anniversary in 1993 Friends Are Forever was rewritten into an expanded 73 page novella edition. With the expansion of the story came three new characters: Roderic's deviant butler Al-Keeme aka The Alchemist, Roderic's cannibal/serial killer father Melaca, and Roderic's personal hit-man and bodyguard a shape-shifting Phooka known only as BlackBird. With the arrival of these new characters arose a new spin off series known as Tales From White Rock Asylum For the Criminally Insane.
The 1993 edition of Friends Are Forever was the first M-Rated story in the series, as well as the first to feature sex, cannibalism, and White Rock's torture chambers. Prior to this release the series was considered "Young Adult Horror Sci-Fi". From 1993 onward the series has been classified as being "Splatter Punk Gory Horror Porn" or simply: Gorn.
The biggest change of all in the series, also came in 1993, after the release of the 15th anniversary edition, when main character Sir Roderic Swanzen Lord of the Manor was declared gravely ill and bedridden in the far reaches of the Manor's West Wing. In 1993 Roderic was retired from use as the series' main character and has not been used in any stories since, with all characters entering the Manor now dealing instead with his shady, blackmailing butler, Al-Keeme, as Roderic's youngest son, the shimmering silver skinned half-vampire/half-merman Etiole stepped up as the new primary main character of the series.
Throughout the 1990s, the serial killers: The Red Dragon, The Lansquin, Melaca, BlackBird, FireHawk, and King Vielder began to see more and more page time as the series took a darker turn into the realms of exploring the Manor's bloody past. Around this time White Rock Asylum also began to get more page time than The Twighlight Manor itself, with the histories of its serial killing inmates becoming the primary storyline.
The Eel-Kat starts working with the Phookan Pshychiatrist Harrier Muddsburge, interviewing all the inmates about the murder of the mermaid, in hopes of finding her killer so that Roderic can have some peace at last.
By 1998 the series saw the deaths of more than a dozen of its reoccurring lesser used main characters, and nearly every last one of its female characters, with the series going down its darkest roads ever in Ice Storm '98 and The Night of the Blue Monkey, the stories which feature the horrific murders of Roderic's beloved sons Wvoodell and Kramer.
By the late 1990s the series had gained a reputation for never letting a hero win, and most stories ending with the villain triumphant.
It is important to note that up until 2006 the series consisted of short stories ranging from 7,500 to 35,000 words long, the entire series spanning about 3,000,000 words and not a single novel.
The first novel (now banned) of the series, released in 2006, Love-Lust-Madness, took the series to what critics termed "all new lows in a series that already couldn't get any lower" as it introduced the Swanzen family's history of incest, pedophilia, and child sex slaves and shocked fans with the unexpected suicide of Roderic's favorite son Etiole, leaving the series minus its primary main character. With this story came a new slew of characters resulting in yet another spin off known as The Planet Ptarmagin Series (reviving the very first cast of Kats from Outer Space), which farther shocking critics, was released as a set of 16 page children's early reader books.
In 2007, at fan requests, BlackBird took the lead as the main character in a set of stories dealing exclusively with his life outside of his connections to the Swanzen family and their bloody Manor. This set of shorts became known collectively as A History of BlackBird & The Rise of White Rock Asylum for the Criminally Insane, and was followed by an additional set featuring both BlackBird and his son/brother FireHawk and their 300 year reign of terror across South America masquerading as various Aztec and Mayan gods. These stories were collectively known as Tales of The Ruby Throated Hummingbird.
Since the very beginning of the series in 1978, two villains remained unidentified: The Lansquin (the man who built White Rock) and The Red Dragon, the two worst serial killers of the series, known for stringing out their rituals of torture, rape, and the live dissection of their victims for weeks. While the identity of The Red Dragon was long suspected and hinted at, and thus no one was really surprised at the revelation of who he was..
...the Lansquin's identity remained a complete and total mystery, with most fans suggesting it HAD to be Roderic himself, because who else had access to every room in the Manor and every person who'd died? In the short stories Baby Blue, The Green Serpent, and The Cult of the White Queen, the of both The Red Dragon and The Lansquin were revealed at last, along with finally uncovering (?) the cause of Roderic's wife's death. The stories of this set became known simply as: Patient 1313.
If fans had looked carefully, they could have seen it coming, as from 2008 to 2012 the series changed again, this time focusing on Roderic's mysterious butler Al-Keeme, who in an unexpected turn of events turned out to be the series' most horrific villain of all The Lansquin himself. When fans asked me: Why? Why Al-Keeme? My answer was quite simple: "Why everyone knows the butler did it."
This dark revelation of the Manor's butler's true nature has unlocked the new more disturbing question of: So what happened to Roderic?
Since 1993, there has been no sign of him, he has appeared in no more stories, and no real explanation as to where he went. In future stories of the Twighlight Manor, I plan to explore this question, because as with everything else I have written in this series, I have no clue what the answer is, nothing I have written was ever pre planned or plotted, I simply write it as it pops into my head, and what comes out is as much a surprise to me as it is to the readers.
In 2013, for the 35th anniversary of the series The Twighlight Manor's two most popular story sets are being recompiled, expanded, and rewritten to be released as the novels: Friends Are Forever (an expanded edition of the 1993 edition) and The Ruby Hummingbird, as well as the sequel to Ruby Hummingbird, The Night of the Blue Monkey.
For those wishing to read the Twighlight Manor Series in chronological order here is that list (I have not listed every story individually because there are more than 200 of them - too many to list each one here):
Twighlight Manor Series in chronological order:
Title Chronological Year Notes
- Onegadada: The Battle for Mt Demontooth cir 1313 A compilation of short stories, combined into novel format
- Not yet compiled 1300s - 1500s most of the Chrystonite Chronicles short stories go here
- The Crash of the VISION-D8 or How the Twighlight Manor Was Built 1313 - 1458
- Not yet compiled 1400s -1500s the Carpathian era short stories go here
- King Vielder's Reign of Terror 1530s
- Not yet compiled 1570s - 1670s stories of Rycliff Liore and his family go here
- Not yet compiled 1530s - 1680s stories of the young Sir Roderic go here
- Friends Are Forever: A Tale of The Twighlight Manor
- 1644 - 1664 Published in September 1978, this is the first volume of the series the story which introduces both the Manor and the series' primary characters, the story whichstarted the series, and the story upon which all of the other 200+ stories were based
- The Green Viper and The Red Dragon early 1650s
- The Terror of White Rock Mansion late 1650s
- Razzbury Swanzen: Thorn of My Flesh 1661
- Baby Blue/The Cult of the White Queen 1660s
- Not yet compiled 1670s stories of Dramadeses' Circus go here
- The Great Chrystonite War/The Rise of the Silver Arrow 1673
- The White Rock Ratzins late 1600s
- Dameon's Court/Empress EelKat of Diona mid 1700s
- Finzagala of White Rock 1770s
- Not yet compiled 1860s - 1980s stories of The Oregon Flamites start here
- Etiole and The Dazzling Razzberry 1850s - 1870s
- Not yet compiled 1850s-1940s stories of Etiole while living in France start here
- Not yet compiled 1850s - 1900s Tales of the Ruby Throated Humming Bird go here
- The Ruby Hummingbird 2008 flashbacked to 1907
- The Year The Atlantic Ocean Froze & The Icebergs of Old Orchard Beach 1917
- The Night of the Blue Monkey 1998 flashbacked to the 1920s
- Phozeen and The Dazzling Razzbury 1930s
- A History of BlackBird and The Rise of White Rock Asylum for the Criminally Insane 1937 w/flashbacks 1570s - 1937
- Not yet compiled 1930s - 1980s stories of BatBay Castle start here
- The Rise of the GoldenEagle 1950s - 1964
- The Return of The Red Dragon 1982
- Old Orchard Beach's April Blizzard 1982
- Not yet compiled 1982 - 2025END Roderic changes his name to Lincoln in 1982, all stories calling him Lincoln go after this point
- The Second Great Chrystonite War 1984
- Not yet compiled 1980s - 2025END Chrystonite Chronicles w/Cometa` and Emperor Blue in them start here
- The Wild Years: Another Tale of The Twighlight Manor 1982 - 1987
- Not yet compiled 1982 - 1987 The Wild Years: More Tales of The Twighlight Manor
- Not yet compiled 1982 - 1987 Most stories of Crystal Caves, Crystal Lake, and Suicide Island go here
- Phozeen and the Hornet 1984
- Not yet compiled 1980s to 2025End later tales of White Rock, after the capture of the Red Dragon, start here
- The VanGalden Laboratory late 1980s
- BlackBird Returns to The Twighlight Manor 1987
- The Vyouse Epidemic 1989
- Not yet compiled 1980s most Black Tower short stories go here
- EelKat's Twisted Tales 1980s - 1990s
- Hurricane Bob Hits the Twighlight Manor 1991
- Ice Storm '98 1998
- Not yet compiled 1990s - 2025END tales of the aged Roderic and his dilapidatedcrumbling storm damaged Twighlight Manor and the butler Alchemist start here
- Hurricane Katrina vs the Twighlight Manor 2005
- Love Lust Madness 2006 *banned, no longer available to the public
- Not yet compiled 2005 onward most Planet Ptarmagin short stories go here
- The Valentine's Day Blizzard 2007
- The Vyouse Pandemic: Planet Flame Destroyed 2007
- Not yet compiled 2008 - 2012 w/flashbacks from 1537 - 2012 Patient 1313
- 2025 and The Fall of The Twighlight Manor and the Murder of the Swanzen Family 2025 - End of the series
*NOTE: While each story, novella, and novel is a complete stand-alone story not requiring any other stories to be read before it. Friends Are Forever: A Tale of The Twighlight Manor written in 1978, is the first volume of the series, the volume which introduces both the Manor and the series' primary characters, the story which started the series, and the story upon which all of the other 200+ stories were based, and thus it is advantageous for those not familiar with the series to read this story first, prior to reading any of the others.
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