Off-Topic Troon sightings in the wild

Random Redditor’s real life Troon encounter

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My team at work was restructured a few months ago and consequently we have team members located in all different parts of Australia. We had a planning day for which all the team members were flown in so we could interact in person rather than through Zoom.

There's an MtF troon in the team that I hadn't seen in the flesh before. That he was trans was obvious even from the tiny image in the corporate directory, with the girl name and hypermasculine jawline (and, of course, his 'she/her' pronouns in bio). He was mostly kempt and not dressed too outrageously, though he had on a skirt that was made from a shiny material that looked more like 'going out on the town tonight' than 'attending at the office'. Of course the actual women in the team don't wear short skirts to work because they don't need external reinforcement that they are women.

Of course, he had a trans-colours lanyard, and I overheard a conversation he was having where he was talking about being trans, and how he lives with a flatmate who is also a transwoman and is 'neurospicy'. He also said neurospicy without elaboration because he either thinks that kind of advertise all your disabilities language is widespread or he wanted to confuse the normies.

Yeah, no shit your troon flatmate is an autist and so are you. I feel like it could be the setup for a sitcom of two autistic trannies living together but instead of 'sitcom', read 'horror film'.
 
I wonder how quickly the jannies BTFO'd this person's account. Because that's not heckin' affirming! Wonder what that roommate and their friend are thinking, being friends/engaged to THAT.
Op said roommate is sweet but a bad judge of character.

Troon’s partner is similarly sweet but kind of a weak personality. Has a lot of liberal guilt. Perfect person for a troon to victimize I guess.

Apparently both are in some community theatre which is overly welcoming to everyone, makes sense a predator Troon would glom onto women in that scene.
 
My team at work was restructured a few months ago and consequently we have team members located in all different parts of Australia. We had a planning day for which all the team members were flown in so we could interact in person rather than through Zoom.

There's an MtF troon in the team that I hadn't seen in the flesh before. That he was trans was obvious even from the tiny image in the corporate directory, with the girl name and hypermasculine jawline (and, of course, his 'she/her' pronouns in bio). He was mostly kempt and not dressed too outrageously, though he had on a skirt that was made from a shiny material that looked more like 'going out on the town tonight' than 'attending at the office'. Of course the actual women in the team don't wear short skirts to work because they don't need external reinforcement that they are women.

Of course, he had a trans-colours lanyard, and I overheard a conversation he was having where he was talking about being trans, and how he lives with a flatmate who is also a transwoman and is 'neurospicy'. He also said neurospicy without elaboration because he either thinks that kind of advertise all your disabilities language is widespread or he wanted to confuse the normies.

Yeah, no shit your troon flatmate is an autist and so are you. I feel like it could be the setup for a sitcom of two autistic trannies living together but instead of 'sitcom', read 'horror film'.
These people really are fucked in the head, aren’t they?

Not sure if that kind of behavior (“my roommate is a tranny and neurospicy!”) Is some kind of weird exhibitionism, or caused by them being used to weird online bubbles, or what.

But imagine if you went to a corporate meetup. Pretty sure the last thing you’d bring up would be how you battled a crippling drug addiction, or how your roommate had a nervous breakdown and got institutionalized last week. A tranny would think nothing of explaining it all to Dan from accounting.

Just count your blessings that said troon didn’t expound on how he’s a top/bottom or how many buttplugs he has, or his coming stinkditch installation.
 
Lmao! Little troons first whore outing.

It’s amazing how they’re so porn brain damaged that they never go: “Hmm… Would a woman wear this outfit?!”
I mean, some women do. We just call them crazy, and as much as guys like us enjoy eyeing them up and down, we know they’ll never amount to anything.
 
Ok, I'll stop lurking here and post some of my own:

A couple of months ago I saw this troon that startled me. First I noticed a head sticking up from the other side of a clothes rack at a thrift store and figured it was a particularly ugly, middle aged woman. Then I had a better look and saw a manly mouth and chin, a choker and ear gauges and I was immediately hit with an intense feeling of revulsion. I found it really hard to continue shopping while my mind was simultaneously telling me to get the fuck away from the troon, but also to keep watching him.
It was a tall, pale, freckly guy in his middle to late twenties, with long blond hair and glasses. Kind of reminded me of the troon who goes by the handle Boubayaga:
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He was wearing a long, black, flowing, goth type of dress over ugly white tennis shoes and was talking in a very male voice to (I guess) his chubby girlfriend and his mother.

I recently saw him again at the same store, again shopping for clothes with the chubby girl. Managed to mostly ignore him this time. He was complaining that the clothes he found were all too old-fashioned for him. He wore a different kind of goth dress and his hair looked like he had cut some of it off by himself using blunt kitchen scissors.

Last year I also clocked a troon while thrifting. Early twenties guy, dressed up like a hip girl: crop top, hotpants, big glasses, big necklace, headphones, hair in messy curls. He didn't say anything and would probably pass to the untrained eye, but I found it really striking that he had absolutely no hips or tits.

Another one that surprised me was at a train station a while ago. I happened to be standing next to a side window of an on-platform shop. It offered a view right into the employee side of the place, so I thought I'd make my wait a little more amusing by casually observing how the two young men in the shop were selling coffee and snacks to commuters.
One of them had a pony tail and a colorful headband, as well as ear gauges and various other ear piercings. It could just have been an 'alternative' type of guy, but then I noticed a clear outline of a bra underneath his shirt. When he turned around, there were indeed visible moobs and he also had a rainbow lanyard with some 'the railway company supports diversity' crap on it.

Years ago I spotted a tiny, chubby Asian pooner with a little mustache and beard, who looked like a girlier version of Odd Job. She was with a dangerhair girl and they both had Nintendo character backpacks.

I also had my first furry sighting in the wild two weeks ago. It was a possibly genderspecial, androgynous-looking guy with nose rings and dumb doodle tattoos on his legs. He was riding a small fold-up bike and had a big brown furry tail. Looking from afar, it somewhat resembled a huge turd coming out of his butt. The tail kept hitting the rear wheel while he was cycling and I was just waiting for it to get caught between the wheel and rear guard. It didn't, but when he got off he almost stumbled over his bike, which was still a satisfying sight anyway.
 
In my college class I recently met probably the most stereotypical pooner ever, obese, autistic, goes by ‘Elliot’, chronically online, into yaoi, etc. She quite literally has no social skills, and constantly cuts people off in conversation to talk about whatever’s going on in her life. For this reason, quite literally nobody in the class likes her and she’s apparently oblivious as to why. A few days ago, we were doing an assignment and she quite pathetically begged for someone to help her since literally nobody cared enough to help her out. The other people in my class were like “oh uh, yeah sure when I’m done.” which obviously just means gtfo. I decided to help her out though because I doubt I would’ve got any work done otherwise since everyone else was just fucking around, though in hindsight I regret it.

She kept pestering me while I was doing my assignment, she was asking shit like “are you… you know” and doing that retarded limped wrist thing. I cringe at people who think LGBT solidarity is a real thing anymore, or that it even existed in the first place. People inside of the community are way more hostile to eachother than people outside of it but whatever. I shrugged her off and then she began talking about her PTSD and how she got bullied as a kid, (yeah no wonder) and how the game Persona 5 saved her life (unrelated but WTF is the correlation between autists and persona?). After that she then went onto discuss how her life is so shitty while in the same breath explaining that she’s a trust fund kid and she’s literally going on vacation tomorrow. Like uhhhh….. okay then…..? A lot of trannies have no idea how good they actually have it, if they just dropped the trans shtick, groomed themselves and conducted themselves properly they would have a pretty good life all things considered, I don’t think I’ve actually ever met a poor tranny before now that I think about it?
 
In my college class I recently met probably the most stereotypical pooner ever, obese, autistic, goes by ‘Elliot’, chronically online, into yaoi, etc. She quite literally has no social skills, and constantly cuts people off in conversation to talk about whatever’s going on in her life. For this reason, quite literally nobody in the class likes her and she’s apparently oblivious as to why. A few days ago, we were doing an assignment and she quite pathetically begged for someone to help her since literally nobody cared enough to help her out. The other people in my class were like “oh uh, yeah sure when I’m done.” which obviously just means gtfo. I decided to help her out though because I doubt I would’ve got any work done otherwise since everyone else was just fucking around, though in hindsight I regret it.

She kept pestering me while I was doing my assignment, she was asking shit like “are you… you know” and doing that retarded limped wrist thing. I cringe at people who think LGBT solidarity is a real thing anymore, or that it even existed in the first place. People inside of the community are way more hostile to eachother than people outside of it but whatever. I shrugged her off and then she began talking about her PTSD and how she got bullied as a kid, (yeah no wonder) and how the game Persona 5 saved her life (unrelated but WTF is the correlation between autists and persona?). After that she then went onto discuss how her life is so shitty while in the same breath explaining that she’s a trust fund kid and she’s literally going on vacation tomorrow. Like uhhhh….. okay then…..? A lot of trannies have no idea how good they actually have it, if they just dropped the trans shtick, groomed themselves and conducted themselves properly they would have a pretty good life all things considered, I don’t think I’ve actually ever met a poor tranny before now that I think about it?
Misgender her “accidentally” and report back!

Pictures=Extra credit.

This is your homework for next week.

Signed,

S. Hitlord
Principal Kiwi Kollege
 
Went to a show last night and there was a middle-aged, unwashed, pooch-stomached MTF stalking the grounds. Easily twenty years older than most people around because this is a venue where a lot of teenagers hang out. I reiterate, teenagers, as in kids, hang out here. I say this because the transvestite in question was wearing black latex pants tastefully paired with a two-sizes-too-small women’s athletic zip-up, unzipped, with nothing but poorly applied nipple covers over his man tits. Which—troomism be damned—were tits for all intents and purposes. He loitered around for a little bit then went inside to rub nipples elbows with the disaffected youth.

At some point in the night the nipple covers grew legs and ran away and the hulking man failure was chain-smoking (in the floppy-wristed way a faggot would) outside with his very pale, very misshapen, very naked boobs hanging off his chest. No one said anything or addressed it at all because god forbid a tranny can’t exercise his right to get off by being publicly indecent to little kids.
 
Finally a thread I can complain in. Mrs Hooh and I were at a party not too long ago, it was for our mutual friend celebrating her son's birthday. Walked around and saw a literal square troon in the corner just typing on their goddamn phone, he had a frilly pink dress + fish net on. What's more is everyone else seemed to instinctively stay away from him, no communication required, even the so-called hand maidens. Hope this is a sign of the tide turning finally

That's my thread tax just to say, damn, troon shit sucks.
 
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