- Joined
- May 3, 2015
Fun story: I was randomly messaged on another site I use sometime last week and asked if I still RP and might want to join a casual group on another site. They seemed nice enough and since I hadn't written with a group for a while I was fine with checking it out. So I gave this person my skype and they explained the group was on F-list and suggested I make an account and sit in on a RP session to see if it was for me.
Now, I have no idea how I had never heard of F-list before this, especially given how jaded I have become to the horrors of the internet, but I hadn't. I genuinely had no idea what I was signing up for. God help me, not even that stupid blue cat mascot thing was enough to tip me off to what sort of place it was.
So I'm signing up, making a generic "character" profile just as a placeholder so I can go in the chatroom, and then I scroll down and think, "oh, cool, I can customise my character's appearance!" All of a sudden it's all like "cock size, cock diameter, cock type" etc. and by the time I saw the "kinks" dropdown menu and realised it was practically novel-length when fully expanded I pretty much knew I had fucked up.
So at this point I'm backpedaling like hell and ready to get out of there, but god damn it this person still has me on skype and of course they have messaged me all like "haha, just ignore all the random kink stuff, the group's not like that really!" Spoiler: it was. I let them add me in the chat for like five minutes and just kind of looked on in stunned silence as they chatted super casually about all the weird sexual scenarios they had RPed recently (iirc the most recent escapade involved a harpy toddler and some MGS character or something). I didn't even say anything. I think I just waited a bit, read a few sentences again, then closed the window and deleted my new "friend" off skype. (Their last message to me before that was something about how they were super high, explaining a lot.)
...But of course, I had to log back on to delete my account. And of course I then thought to myself: "just how fucked up is this site, really?" So behold; I have waded out into the mire and returned with screencaps... though without my self-respect.
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This lovely person wants to roleplay a bunch of little kids getting repeatedly raped (and possibly murdered). Apparently they have put a great deal of thought into it though, as you can see from all the, er... fascinating worldbuilding on their profile, which is actually much worse than the add imo. I sure don't see how this person could be considered a threat to anyone IRL.
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Pretty self-explanatory, but for god's sake. Full profile is just as fucked up and includes a short story about this kid's day-to-day life (spoiler: there's more piss).
Umm...
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If you'd like to know about Inspector Gadget's kinks, you can read his profile here! Not really horrifying, just hilarious.
What strikes me most is just how casually everyone seems to be chatting about their awesome new ideas for centaur cock-vore roleplays or god knows what. I was considering keeping my account to go watch the lesser spotted sick fucks in their natural habitat on the chat feature, but honestly I don't think it is worth it.
There is just an overwhelming sense of hopelessness about this website, as if even the tiniest drop of human decency poured into it would instantly congeal into cum or diarrhoea or diarrhoea-cum. You can't even really shame these people; it probably just turns them on.
Verdict:
- Fuck this place
- I am never trusting anyone who spontaneously messages me on the internet ever again
F-list is pretty-much a wretched hive of cum and sodomy. On the surface, anyway. It strongly depends on who you talk to, and what rooms you lurk in. Having read the Second Life thread, I can say that F-list segregates itself along almost precisely the same community lines. It's a zero-entry-barrier-anything-goes content creation system that a narcoleptic chimpanzee with Asperger's syndrome could figure out how to use after a while, so it's no wonder there is an avalanche of terrible content available there. However, while I consider the place to be less horrifying than many people make it out to be (though I'll admit I have an exceptionally thick skin), there are some aspects of the community that can be especially singled out as worthy of condemnation or mockery.
1) The pedophiles. F-list has a ton of 'it isn't kiddie porn because it's anime' players, but I've never really found them to be particularly noteworthy beyond the mere fact of their existence. However, there is a distinct subset of genuine, blatant sexual predators hanging around the site. These guys can be fairly easily identified by their poor typing and exclusive use of real life pictures. Create a character that even hints at providing underage jollies (it can be as simple as having the Ageplay kink somewhere in your list), and sooner or later you'll be contacted by some guy with a very elaborate opener that just drips 'I can barely even restrain myself from asking you for nudes right now!' from every pore. These are the only people on the site that can genuinely disturb me. An easy way to tell one of these types from the regular lolicon fans is to glance at their image folders - they'll invariably have 3D porn instead of hentai. Yeah, by the way, this is how I learnt that 3D kiddie porn is a real thing. Urgh.
2) The Rabid Fans. These people are canon-only players that rabidly defend their ship to the death. Unlike the pedos, these guys are a source of genuine amusement. Many of them have insanely strict kink requirements, or vilify anything but sex after an excruciatingly long, syrupy romance scene with the ferocity of a 17th-century parish priest. Even other canon character players like to take the piss out of these types, triply so if they happen to be playing the object of their affection. Best way to make these guys utterly crap themselves? Simple; go to any canon room as an OC and start flirting with a canon character. Claims of physical sickness and accusations of raping somebody's parents will quickly ensue. Every single time.