2 - Furry Discrimination OK, I'm a gryphon, right? You all know that, it's not hard to tell that I'm a gryphon. But I'm proud to be a gryphon, damnit! You know, it's a big responsibility being the feather duster of the furry world, but I like it! Hey, you get a cozy nest, plenty of food, the pay is lousy, but you can't beat the travelling opportunities, so I'm happy! I'm a happy gryphon! Until... I'm hanging out, not bothering anyone, and a fur I've never met before comes up and says, "Hello" to me. Hey, no problem, I'm friendly, I like to meet new furs! So I wave back and say "hi", and then he says "Oh, you're a gryphon". And...and it's kind of a confusing statement, you know, kinda like "Oh, you're on fire". So obviously, I'm curious and I say, "Well, what do you mean?" and he says "It's too bad you're a gryphon, I just don't find them believeable, umm, and you seem like a really nice guy too." Well, I'm sorry to offend your personal sense of reality, but you can get FUCKED, ok?! So this is how it's gonna be, is it? We've got a perfect little furry world here, and now let's bring in the little existance discrimination! It's not like our players have to deal with enough discrimination, and now you're going to decide to start some good, old-fashioned reality prejustice, wonderful! Here, let me get you David Duke's home phone number, maybe he can give you a few tips! This isn't the first time I've seen this, either! I've seen furs look at dragons and say "Oh, I'm sorry, I'm just not into the mythical thing." Oh goody, a mythical creature's going to have to sit in the back of a bus now? Do we get our own seperate mythical bathrooms and mythical schools? Maybe this is a bad time to tell you, but you're an anthropomorphic fucking skunk! Have you looked into the mirror lately? Oh, I'm sorry, there for a minute I thought you were as mythical as I was! I'm sorry, don't beat me, massa! You know, I just don't need this kind of shit. You know that there are entire mucks out there that won't even allow dragons or gryphons or taurs, because they're too "fairytale-like"? Yeah, brilliant! You're an anthropomorphic horse, standing there at the gates, telling me I'm too fairytale-like! Yeah, just point out the train to the nearest concentration camp, please, and I'll just be on my way. OK, listen to me for a minute. Nobody died and left you in charge of reality, alright? If you can be a 150 lbs fox with a 180 lbs tail, then I can be a fucking gryphon! My life is hard enough, OK? I have to deal with flying through storms, cleaning my feathers, hunting for food, sitting on my griffers...The last thing I need is you calling out the R.E.A.L police to Rodney King me for violation of section 429 of the furry existance ordinance! Haven't you learned ANYTHING from our players?! What, maybe you don't think we have enough culture or something? Maybe if... Think there ought to be a little furry Hitler running around the muck, executing taurs? I'll tell you what, if existance requires half a brain, then you're not in that little party, ya? How can you, a fantasy anthropomorphic character, sit there and tell me I'm just not a part of your reality? Wakeup call, genius! This isn't JUST your reality! There are quite a few more players out there than just yours. OK, I know, I'll just decide that from now on, morons are just too unbelieveable to exist. Sorry to have to do that to you, pal, but I' m afraid you'll just going to have to not exist anymore. Should I stomp you into little bitty stupid bits now, or do you wanna wait until after the daily Pegasos bonfire? Now, don't tell me the majority of people consider dragons and gryphons more mythical than an anthro raccoon or some shit. If we went with the majority, then NEITHER of us would exist. There'd just be a bunch of big-breasted human amazon women and cold beer! Yeah, I'm sorry to tell you, Mr. Anthromoose, but reality isn't going to bend to your will and make all the hydras disappear. Yes, I'm afraid all the unicorns will still be around in the morning! Hey, in my reality, you're dinner, okay? In my reality, your mother is my personal bitch. But somehow, I'm still hungry and I don't have a fat whore between my legs right now! So I guess we'll gonna have to compromise! How do you like them apples? I'm glad you're not in charge around here, we might as well get out the whips and witch-torturing equipment. We don't need furry discrimination, OK? There are a lot of things we don't need around here. We can do without earthquakes... umm, root canals we don't want, that's a good one.. Taxes, hey damn, we don't need any taxes! No point in bringing in any of that stuff around, so why not just leave discrimination out of it while we're at it? Let's just shove that off over there along with chemical burns, OK, if you don't mind? Oh, I know how it is. You like the idea of SOME mythical creatures, but not others! You want a world where there's something to hump everywhere you turn. Well, guess what? If I can tolerate the idea of an anime catgirl with purple hair, then you can damn well tolerate a gryphon! Just put down the attitude there and no-one will get hurt, okay? You don't think a gryphon is attractive? Fine! Don't look at me! But I'll be damned if you're going to throw me out onto the fucking cotton fields just because you don't happen to shoot a stiffy when you see me! You know, I might think you're butt-ugly too, but you're not going to catch me shaving you bald and slapping a star on your chest! Maybe this reality isn't exactly like you want it, but you know what? Tough noogies, okay? Deal with it! You SHOULD be a little more open-minded! You SHOULD be a little more respectful towards other peoples' fantasies! But if you still think I shouldn't exist because I'm too mythical for you, guess what? I still don't have your mother gurgling my name! In other words, BITE ME! This is 2, your mythical Ranting Gryphon, and that's all I have to say about that.