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(Darien here, writing for the first time…)
I’ve had some thoughts rolling about my head for a while that I think are relevant for posting here, concerning our community and two different outlooks. I’ll try and keep the preachy to a minimum, but it might be difficult…
I kind of wanted to wait to talk about Lionhead’s big honking release, since I was interested to see if there was anyone stupid enough to go buy this sixty dollar game because there was the promise of bellies in it. I was thinking “People went to see Disaster Movie because there was a character that parodied Juno. Hell, people went to see Juno multiple times.” The pregnancy fetish community is a lot of things, but like the rest of the world, we’re not short on people that will sink lots of money into things that are dumb just because it appeals to the niche.
However, since I’m being an evil and corrupt bastard (well, bitch) in the game, I decided to balance the scales of justice by doing the right thing and warning anyone that might be reading this and attempting to buy the game for less pure reasons:
There is No Pregnancy in Fable II.
While in the throes of writing I want twins, KB asked me for editing help with this phrase.
I want to prance around in public and have to ward people away from touching me.
As true to life as that statement is, it’s quite euphemistic; people don’t just want to touch a pregnant woman’s hand or hair or back, there is a certain part that attracts the most attention. Rich, fecund, beetling and pronounced, it is the area bordered by her sides, ribs, and pelvis. You know– the big part, where the baby lives.
Ironically, KB was not comfortable using any of the words that are commonly used to refer to this region. There’s no shortage of them, but we all have our own preferences for which to use and which not to use. Some are more appropriate for everyday speech, while others are more evocative and lend themselves to prose. I quizzed KB and some of the rest of my friends on their favorites– let’s see how they stack up.
It always amuses me how pregnancy is glossed over in comics when it comes to main characters. Comics are about heroes. Superheroes can’t get pregnant! How can they be heroes! Then why do they try to tackle the issue so often in comics? Most recently Siryn in X-Factor.
A conversation with Max over AIM:
G’Tron: This is really unlike most stuff I see in this department. It suggests a very different story than most.
Max: You think so? Well, there’s plenty more where it came from…
Max: Wait, what constitutes the story for the others, then?
G’Tron: I’m not sure. It may be that this picture seems to indicate so much more history than many others. Right off the bat it’s apparent that there’s something important to this couple besides their impending parenthood.
Max: That’s what happens when floating in white space alone just doesn’t cut it for mothers anymore.
G’Tron: Aye. This is not a pinup. This is a slice of life.
Max: May seem a little corny, but your asking me to flesh out an idea so bizarre sparked a lot of thought. Just belting out the average pinup-style piece one after another doesn’t say much about anything, so why not wrap a universe around every piece? Art is meant to provoke thought. The brunt of fetish art doesn’t. Since it seems that our little circle is substantially less concerned with the sexual aspect, from now on, I’m taking the liberty of throwing other things into the mix for you all to chew on longer.
G’Tron: You win this week’s internet.
Max: Oh, stop.
First of all, have you ever heard of a dumber username than “Gravidtron”?
I’ve gone by a lot of different names in different internet communities, but none that I’ve regretted quite as much as Gravidtron. I came up with it for my first post on Cheviot’s Place, and unfortunately I decided to stick with it. I took it with me to the PGN Network forums, then to Stuffed Online, and by the time PG-13 got started I had to commit to it; I’d built a name and personality on it by then. People had started calling me ‘Grav’, a nickname I loathed, so I started dropping the ‘ravid’ part and going by G’Tron every chance I got. Unfortunately, large organizations (like Gmail and AIM) usually require a name of at least six letters, so I’ve had to use Gravidtron in most official contexts.
Many of us in the community are cursed with dumb names that we started using when we were young and stupid and are now stuck with. Let’s examine these names. Remember, mine is still the absolute stupidest and most laughable, so I’m not laughing at them, I’m laughing with them. I hope.
There’s an illness that has been spreading through the maeiusophilia/gravidophila artist for a long time. No I don’t mean a bad case of the suck, that’s a disease.
I mean 3/4 itis. It strikes everyone without mercy. Regardless of skill, how long you’ve been in the community, or how many fans you have. It can and will effect everyone.
