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I think it's time to tell this story on the forum instead of over chat, even though my "proof" hasn't come in yet.
I don't know whether or not this is the correct forum, but I'm putting it in General because I really don't want this story to be available to just random people browsing the CWCki forums. I am fairly sure that the subject of this story has no knowledge of CWC and thus no reason to join the CWCki forums, but if he ever stumbles across them randomly, I don't want him seeing this just randomly.
So. About a month or a month and a half ago, a friend of mine (I will just call her Flute because she plays the flute and I am very unoriginal) told me that she was friends with a dude that I would get along with really well and she thought we'd make the perfect couple. Since this was about the time that I was having issues with my ex-boyfriend and I hadn't rekindled relations with some other friends yet, my loneliness made me agree to meeting this mystery dude, whoever it was. I think all parties involved, except for him, now kind of regret that venture.
Flute introduced us. We exchanged numbers and Skype names and talked some about common interests, etc. He seemed nice enough, if an extreme sperg - the kind who is visibly Aspie. Even more so than me, and I'm also Aspie. He was a clear Aspie. I'm going to call him Sperg because that's what he is.
Also, he wears a formal blazer every day. And I mean EVERY. DAY. To classes and everything (I'm at uni). It's like a uniform and completely unnecessary. His explanation involved some kind of semi-hipster outlook on life or something, I don't remember too well.
Anyway, during our first text and Skype conversations, I was flirting with him. I figured, I didn't know him too well, might as well, right? Well, after maybe a week it became clear that no, I was in no way interested in this man. Of course, being a sperg makes it difficult to pick up on subtle cues that may have told him as much. I, however, was convinced that he liked me. So, to nip any potential problems in the bud, one day I just said "Hey, just as a general thing - I'm not looking for romance right now..." and explained a bit from there. His response was to say, "This conversation is probably better suited for another time." I should have taken that as a sign. It's like that episode of Seinfeld where George wants to take his girlfriend to some formal event, but she wants to break up with him, so George figures that if she can't get in contact with him, she can't dump him, so he can still take her to the event. Except this was, y'know, real life and not a sitcom. And I completely missed what that was implying.
Fast forward a couple weeks. He texts me and asks me if I want to go on a picnic with him. My first reaction, after "Who in the holy name of fuck wants to go on a picnic?" was, "I don't have any reason to say no. And I hate lying. May as well just say sure." The picnic never happened, but I think my agreeing paved the way for what occurred over the next few days.
He texted me asking if I wanted to have dinner with him and if I wanted to go with him to Flute's senior flute recital. I said sure - had no reason to refuse, again - but it was the response that got me: "Great, see you then
". Twice. And that was where I realized this was going in a direction that I was not at all fond of.
I ran into Flute shortly after this exchanged. I told her, "Sperg is getting creepy." and she told me about all the things he was saying to her, things I was previously unaware of.
About marriage.
The quote "If [Alti] and I ever break up and start seeing other people..." ignoring that we weren't dating to begin with.
About how I was the most beautiful girl ever.
About how he made me into an MMO character with 11 (out of 10) intellect and high stats in everything else.
That was the point at which I said to Flute, "You gotta tell him off. You gotta tell him I'm not interested." She agreed. A few days later I ran into her again and asked her what happened.
"Did you tell him?" I asked.
"Yes," she said.
"How did he respond?"
"He cried and threw up." She then recounted how she had been eating dinner with him when he started crying in the middle of dinner, and I was horrified - nothing was going on, how in the name of all things good could this have happened - had he deluded himself into believing we were dating or something?
However, I didn't say anything about it. I'd hoped that that would end the creepy.
For a little bit, it seemed like it had. She mentioned "Project Thomas Jefferson", which was apparently his attempt to make me fall in love with him. This project consisted of him asking me for favors until I fell in love with him. The asking for favors part stopped after I told him I couldn't spare $10, so.
Unfortunately, though, the creepy got worse after that.
I ran into Flute a few days after and she told me I'd featured in one of his comics.
Yes... he draws comics. And yes... they're about real life people.
And yes, this comic he drew was a porn comic.
Well, not in the same sense that SheCameForCWC is porn. The comic he drew was entitled "[Sperg] and [Alti]'s First Time". The script consisted of me saying, "Turn around while I get ready!" and him getting a nosebleed. He turns back, and says, "I knew you'd be naked, but I didn't know you'd be that naked!" and I was a skeleton.
It was fucking terrifying. I'm getting a nauseous feeling in my stomach just thinking about that thing's existence.
Then, it reminded me of something I'd seen previously. The very first day we hung out, he showed me some of his comics. One of them had some girl he presumably liked grabbing him and saying "I want you inside me!" and his response is to crawl inside her mouth. I should have taken that as a severe warning sign. The fact that he drew it and the fact that he showed it to me the FIRST DAY WE HUNG OUT. But I didn't. Fuck, I didn't.
I didn't know what to do after I found out about this comic. So I just kind of let it sit.
He found out that it was my birthday on November 4 from Flute. So he bought cupcakes. Flute tried to dissuade him but he did it anyway. I refused to accept them. He said, "Suit yourself," probably trying to guilt me into taking them. I didn't take it, I just said "You keep 'em. Share 'em with Flute."
Then, last week, Friday I think, he texted me asking me if I wanted to join in his Skype conversations with some of his friends over the weekend or Thanksgiving break. I told him I'd be busy, which was/is true. He said, "What about Christmas break? It's after exams, so surely you can't be busy?" A bit later, he sent "Sorry if I'm being pushy."
But I had no idea how to respond. So this was the point at which I hopped on minichat and explained the whole situation, asking for advice. They told me to just tell him off, tell him it was pushy because we had already established I don't fucking like him. So I did. His response was... and I quote...
"That wasn't my intention; they were just friendly gestures. I just enjoy hanging out with you, nothing more."
Bull.
Fucking.
Shit.
So, I sent back, "No... I've been hearing some of the stuff you've been saying and drawing about me behind the scenes... Unless a comic about [Sperg] and [Alti]'s First Time is just 'friendly', I don't... think so."
"I'm sorry if that made you uncomfortable, but that was meant to be an inside joke picking fun at events that happened to me and to only be viewed by people who experienced it first hand. You were not supposed to know, but I'm a trusting fool."
Even just looking at this again makes me rage. He's not apologizing that it made me uncomfortable. He's not apologizing that he drew it. He's not acknowledging that he did anything wrong.
Only that I found out.
Sound familiar?
I thought so.
At minichat's advice, I sent back "That doesn't... make it right..."
"I know, I hate myself for it. I have this horrible habbit [sic] of acting before I think. I'm really sorry. Could you ever forgive me?"
Minichat told me to take the opportunity and say to him, "Sorry, I don't think so. It's not something I can feel comfortable knowing happened."
He didn't respond. According to Flute, his response was to cry and try to call her, but she wouldn't pick up.
However, she did inform me that he was writing a letter. She said he thinks that if I can just understand the context behind this comic, I'd relent - he thinks I'm overreacting - and fall madly in love with him.
My response was to tell her, "I'm leaking the letter to the Internet. As well as his comics. Can you get some copies of the comics for me?" and she was very open to the idea. She told him to include the original comic about me in his letter (because of my wish to show it to the Internet), so there's that. I have not, however, been contacted about this letter by him yet. Apparently he's written several drafts of it and it's super-professional. I'm not going to change my mind, though. I am, however, leaking this letter to the Internet when I see it.
Flute also said that she has this playing card project going on where she asks people to draw custom playing cards so she can have a deck of a bunch of weird cards. Sperg's card, which has been drawn recently - after my rejection - features the two of us on both sides, connected by a red string. (He's also a weeaboo, if you couldn't tell.) She says she'll show it to me once she gets it. (That's going on the Internet too.)
Finally, she said to me that he was drawing a comic of his semester here in lots of detail. Which, of course, features me prominently. She says it's a reality-warping comic (all I can think are the Sub-Episodes), and I told her to get it for me when it's done. She agreed.
I wasn't originally gonna post this thread until after I got the letter or comics and could include the pictures. But I'm just gonna post it now, because why the hell not?
I don't know whether or not this is the correct forum, but I'm putting it in General because I really don't want this story to be available to just random people browsing the CWCki forums. I am fairly sure that the subject of this story has no knowledge of CWC and thus no reason to join the CWCki forums, but if he ever stumbles across them randomly, I don't want him seeing this just randomly.
So. About a month or a month and a half ago, a friend of mine (I will just call her Flute because she plays the flute and I am very unoriginal) told me that she was friends with a dude that I would get along with really well and she thought we'd make the perfect couple. Since this was about the time that I was having issues with my ex-boyfriend and I hadn't rekindled relations with some other friends yet, my loneliness made me agree to meeting this mystery dude, whoever it was. I think all parties involved, except for him, now kind of regret that venture.
Flute introduced us. We exchanged numbers and Skype names and talked some about common interests, etc. He seemed nice enough, if an extreme sperg - the kind who is visibly Aspie. Even more so than me, and I'm also Aspie. He was a clear Aspie. I'm going to call him Sperg because that's what he is.
Also, he wears a formal blazer every day. And I mean EVERY. DAY. To classes and everything (I'm at uni). It's like a uniform and completely unnecessary. His explanation involved some kind of semi-hipster outlook on life or something, I don't remember too well.
Anyway, during our first text and Skype conversations, I was flirting with him. I figured, I didn't know him too well, might as well, right? Well, after maybe a week it became clear that no, I was in no way interested in this man. Of course, being a sperg makes it difficult to pick up on subtle cues that may have told him as much. I, however, was convinced that he liked me. So, to nip any potential problems in the bud, one day I just said "Hey, just as a general thing - I'm not looking for romance right now..." and explained a bit from there. His response was to say, "This conversation is probably better suited for another time." I should have taken that as a sign. It's like that episode of Seinfeld where George wants to take his girlfriend to some formal event, but she wants to break up with him, so George figures that if she can't get in contact with him, she can't dump him, so he can still take her to the event. Except this was, y'know, real life and not a sitcom. And I completely missed what that was implying.
Fast forward a couple weeks. He texts me and asks me if I want to go on a picnic with him. My first reaction, after "Who in the holy name of fuck wants to go on a picnic?" was, "I don't have any reason to say no. And I hate lying. May as well just say sure." The picnic never happened, but I think my agreeing paved the way for what occurred over the next few days.
He texted me asking if I wanted to have dinner with him and if I wanted to go with him to Flute's senior flute recital. I said sure - had no reason to refuse, again - but it was the response that got me: "Great, see you then
". Twice. And that was where I realized this was going in a direction that I was not at all fond of.I ran into Flute shortly after this exchanged. I told her, "Sperg is getting creepy." and she told me about all the things he was saying to her, things I was previously unaware of.
About marriage.
The quote "If [Alti] and I ever break up and start seeing other people..." ignoring that we weren't dating to begin with.
About how I was the most beautiful girl ever.
About how he made me into an MMO character with 11 (out of 10) intellect and high stats in everything else.
That was the point at which I said to Flute, "You gotta tell him off. You gotta tell him I'm not interested." She agreed. A few days later I ran into her again and asked her what happened.
"Did you tell him?" I asked.
"Yes," she said.
"How did he respond?"
"He cried and threw up." She then recounted how she had been eating dinner with him when he started crying in the middle of dinner, and I was horrified - nothing was going on, how in the name of all things good could this have happened - had he deluded himself into believing we were dating or something?
However, I didn't say anything about it. I'd hoped that that would end the creepy.
For a little bit, it seemed like it had. She mentioned "Project Thomas Jefferson", which was apparently his attempt to make me fall in love with him. This project consisted of him asking me for favors until I fell in love with him. The asking for favors part stopped after I told him I couldn't spare $10, so.
Unfortunately, though, the creepy got worse after that.
I ran into Flute a few days after and she told me I'd featured in one of his comics.
Yes... he draws comics. And yes... they're about real life people.
And yes, this comic he drew was a porn comic.
Well, not in the same sense that SheCameForCWC is porn. The comic he drew was entitled "[Sperg] and [Alti]'s First Time". The script consisted of me saying, "Turn around while I get ready!" and him getting a nosebleed. He turns back, and says, "I knew you'd be naked, but I didn't know you'd be that naked!" and I was a skeleton.
It was fucking terrifying. I'm getting a nauseous feeling in my stomach just thinking about that thing's existence.
Then, it reminded me of something I'd seen previously. The very first day we hung out, he showed me some of his comics. One of them had some girl he presumably liked grabbing him and saying "I want you inside me!" and his response is to crawl inside her mouth. I should have taken that as a severe warning sign. The fact that he drew it and the fact that he showed it to me the FIRST DAY WE HUNG OUT. But I didn't. Fuck, I didn't.
I didn't know what to do after I found out about this comic. So I just kind of let it sit.
He found out that it was my birthday on November 4 from Flute. So he bought cupcakes. Flute tried to dissuade him but he did it anyway. I refused to accept them. He said, "Suit yourself," probably trying to guilt me into taking them. I didn't take it, I just said "You keep 'em. Share 'em with Flute."
Then, last week, Friday I think, he texted me asking me if I wanted to join in his Skype conversations with some of his friends over the weekend or Thanksgiving break. I told him I'd be busy, which was/is true. He said, "What about Christmas break? It's after exams, so surely you can't be busy?" A bit later, he sent "Sorry if I'm being pushy."
But I had no idea how to respond. So this was the point at which I hopped on minichat and explained the whole situation, asking for advice. They told me to just tell him off, tell him it was pushy because we had already established I don't fucking like him. So I did. His response was... and I quote...
"That wasn't my intention; they were just friendly gestures. I just enjoy hanging out with you, nothing more."
Bull.
Fucking.
Shit.
So, I sent back, "No... I've been hearing some of the stuff you've been saying and drawing about me behind the scenes... Unless a comic about [Sperg] and [Alti]'s First Time is just 'friendly', I don't... think so."
"I'm sorry if that made you uncomfortable, but that was meant to be an inside joke picking fun at events that happened to me and to only be viewed by people who experienced it first hand. You were not supposed to know, but I'm a trusting fool."
Even just looking at this again makes me rage. He's not apologizing that it made me uncomfortable. He's not apologizing that he drew it. He's not acknowledging that he did anything wrong.
Only that I found out.
Sound familiar?
I thought so.
At minichat's advice, I sent back "That doesn't... make it right..."
"I know, I hate myself for it. I have this horrible habbit [sic] of acting before I think. I'm really sorry. Could you ever forgive me?"
Minichat told me to take the opportunity and say to him, "Sorry, I don't think so. It's not something I can feel comfortable knowing happened."
He didn't respond. According to Flute, his response was to cry and try to call her, but she wouldn't pick up.
However, she did inform me that he was writing a letter. She said he thinks that if I can just understand the context behind this comic, I'd relent - he thinks I'm overreacting - and fall madly in love with him.
My response was to tell her, "I'm leaking the letter to the Internet. As well as his comics. Can you get some copies of the comics for me?" and she was very open to the idea. She told him to include the original comic about me in his letter (because of my wish to show it to the Internet), so there's that. I have not, however, been contacted about this letter by him yet. Apparently he's written several drafts of it and it's super-professional. I'm not going to change my mind, though. I am, however, leaking this letter to the Internet when I see it.
Flute also said that she has this playing card project going on where she asks people to draw custom playing cards so she can have a deck of a bunch of weird cards. Sperg's card, which has been drawn recently - after my rejection - features the two of us on both sides, connected by a red string. (He's also a weeaboo, if you couldn't tell.) She says she'll show it to me once she gets it. (That's going on the Internet too.)
Finally, she said to me that he was drawing a comic of his semester here in lots of detail. Which, of course, features me prominently. She says it's a reality-warping comic (all I can think are the Sub-Episodes), and I told her to get it for me when it's done. She agreed.
I wasn't originally gonna post this thread until after I got the letter or comics and could include the pictures. But I'm just gonna post it now, because why the hell not?
