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Would Mitt Romney fail the Voight-Kampff Empathy Test?

weeaboo-stories:

I’m not sure whether this girl (We’ll call her K) would be considered an otakukin, otherkin, or batshit insane beyond what is thought to be possible. Ok, so our little tale of horror begins at the apartments I lived in about four years ago. We had just moved there, so I was friendless, knew noone, etc. and was going to a new school. Needless to say, I was freaked out and lonely, sobbu sobbu and what not. I was sort of a bottle-black-greasy haired emo-kid that didn’t talk to anyone, mostly because I was -scared- to do so. That’s when I met K. She was in the same grade, and I met her one day in English class. She seemed pretty nice, and we started hanging out. The thing that should have sent me off was the fact that she would make random screeching noises and shudder occasionally. Since I was a total loser and didn’t wan to run away from my only friend, I would just kind of giggle.

One day, we were at my apartment, watching some naruto, and she said, “Hah, I remember. He used that jutsu last time.” I asked what she was talking about. She just sort of ignored me.

In the next few days, she started talking about her ‘other half’ which was apparently a black dragon goddess named Illihria or something along those lines. From then on, she would screech and flap her arms at random times and growl, claiming that the dragon was taking over. Wat.

That died down for a while, and then she claimed that the spirit of Sakura was going to take over her body and change her completely. She was also convinced that I was a celestial wolf goddess.