What a thread. It's amazing how much Victoria resembles two cows who have popped up a bit in the Tranny Sideshows thread, Aleksei Ilídio Valentín and Lev Mirov. I hope you will excuse the detour, but the similarities are remarkable.
They are munchie pooners as well, but the similarities go much deeper:
For one, they have all desperately scoured their heritage for something slightly brown, and then concocted elaborate stories about how their brown heritage was suppressed during their upbringing. For example, Emily's gradual increasingly ethnic-sounding name changes:
Formerly Emily Anne Moniz
then Emilia Moriz Mirova
evolved to Anya Moriz Mirova
who became India Valentin
and then Aleksei Moriz Mirov
to the final(?) form of Aleksei Ilidio Valentin
And Lev's many stories of how her family DESTROYED HER INNER FILIPINO:
This not only gives them as many oppression points as "people of color" but
more, because it means that they are POC
who had their true backgrounds cruelly genocided as children. A great way for white women to leapfrog to the top of the oppression pile.
They're also fake Jews:
(The only real personality difference is that they are not quite as bold about their grifting and health demands as Victoria is, but that's probably just because they don't come from money like she does and never got accustomed to that level of entitlement.)
But by far the most interesting similarity is their general attitude towards life, as exemplified in that last screenshot. Things just happen to them,
terrible random things, and all they can do is cry to the heavens and reach out to their followers for more attention and money. Nothing that happens to them ever has any connection to their past actions, and nothing can be done about it except to curse one's cruel existence.
Are any of their health problems related to years of abusing steroids? Might their hives and autoimmune conditions be connected to being in a constant state of systemic inflammation due to being a fatass? Are they facing homelessness because they decided to show up in NYC on a whim and demand a particular type of free accommodation? No, these things just happen, and when they happen
one must simply cry out for help, without thought to the past or future.
Is there a reason mold grew on my shower stool? Have I ever stepped back and thought about how I, once a healthy young woman pre-testosterone and pre-obesity, got to the point where I can no longer stand up in the shower?
Should I clean the shower stool? No to all of these things! There is naught to do but curse the cruel gods (and then ask for money).