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Attack of the Demon Brats - Terrible Fursuiting Experience
12 years ago
Yeah...
So today I was planning on going on a short fursuit outing, to pick my sister up from camp. (I'll take any excuse to go out on a fursuit trip.) Fortunately, her camp is based in my old elementary school building, so many of my friends who live in the area work as councilors during the summer. After I slapped on my partial and arrived, I decided, hey! I know this building like the back of my hand: I think I'll go without a handler/spotter.
BAD IDEA.
SOMEONE. PLEASE TELL ME WHERE AND WHEN I BECAME SO ARROGANT. *facepalm*
Anyway. I walked in the building to pick my sister up when she saw me, squee'd a little, and then proceeded to guide me to where the main group of kids were. I was excited to see my friends and was thinking that, since most of the kids at the camp were all students at this particular private school, they'd be more manageable than, say, random kids on the street. Less unruly. Which was totally, completely INCORRECT. Stupid assumption Seph.
So my sister opened the door...
AND THE LITTLE BASTARDS ATTACKED ME LIKE A PACK OF VELOCIRAPTORS.
They all saw me, took a moment to register that a large blue dog was in the building, and proceeded to try and 'see who was in the costume.' By that, I mean they tried pulling off my paws, PULLING UP MY SKIRT AND THEN YANKING AT MY HEAD TO TRY AND RIP IT OFF.
There is very little that's more terrifying to a fursuiter (or anyone, really) than hearing the words, "take off its head!" being screamed over and over by a mass of young children.
Seriously. I am not exaggerating.
Now, I'd been expecting something like this to happen. It's only natural... kids were bound to do this eventually. I just didn't expect it HERE. As I said before, I expected these kids to be a bit more... respectful? I don't know. Less violent? Though I am so thankful I'm a tall person... had I been 6 inches shorter, they could have totally taken off the mask and goodness knows what they would have done to it after that.
So as being alone in this situation wasn't bad enough, my vision in suit is terrible (can only see out one of two tear ducts), and I was SURROUNDED. I kid you not, a group of 15+ created a barrier around me, with a bunch of little grimy hands reaching up to pull at my head and neck, jerk off my paws (or at least try), try tearing off my tail, and looking up my skirt to see if my footpaws continued up my leg. They were bound determined to rip my costume off.
Can we all just agree that it sucked?
Thank goodness I had a good friend and my sister in the area: I pulled them aside and quickly told them to make the kids STOP. However, they didn't realize how serious things were getting. Not only had I spent a good 6 months working on this suit, but there was also a high risk of bodily harm, too. That's because, unless you've been in suit yourself, you really have no idea how dire situations can get and how uncomfortable even slight problems can be. What looks like a funny little tussle from the outside can be harmful, dangerous, damaging, and/or painful from inside. Fursuits aren't the most comfortable things and they're usually only decent when set at a certain angle. Having your mask grabbed, rotated, yanked at... can break it, hurt you, or both. So while my friend and sister tried to get the kids to leave me alone, they basically just told them to 'stop tugging at it, she worked really hard on it' and as you know, kids don't like to listen. To anyone. About anything.
Long story short, I made it to the doors without breaking, crushing, or otherwise damaging anything but my pride. It shook me up quite a bit, for sure. But I only had a minor repair or two to make at home, one of which might have been from an earlier outing. It's just a shame, I suppose. I've been having a pretty crappy past few weeks and this was NOT what I was hoping for. Instead of cheering me up, it was positively depressing. :\
If you gain nothing else from reading this, fellow fursuiters, then please just take this: DO NOT GO OUT ALONE WITHOUT A HANDLER. IT IS A TERRIBLE IDEA. Kids are UNPREDICTABLE. No matter HOW good you think you are, no matter HOW much you think you've got the situation covered, ALWAYS get someone with you who can help you out if and when you get ATTACKED.
Sorry guys. Just figured I'd share my terrible experience with you. D:
So today I was planning on going on a short fursuit outing, to pick my sister up from camp. (I'll take any excuse to go out on a fursuit trip.) Fortunately, her camp is based in my old elementary school building, so many of my friends who live in the area work as councilors during the summer. After I slapped on my partial and arrived, I decided, hey! I know this building like the back of my hand: I think I'll go without a handler/spotter.
BAD IDEA.
SOMEONE. PLEASE TELL ME WHERE AND WHEN I BECAME SO ARROGANT. *facepalm*
Anyway. I walked in the building to pick my sister up when she saw me, squee'd a little, and then proceeded to guide me to where the main group of kids were. I was excited to see my friends and was thinking that, since most of the kids at the camp were all students at this particular private school, they'd be more manageable than, say, random kids on the street. Less unruly. Which was totally, completely INCORRECT. Stupid assumption Seph.
So my sister opened the door...
AND THE LITTLE BASTARDS ATTACKED ME LIKE A PACK OF VELOCIRAPTORS.
They all saw me, took a moment to register that a large blue dog was in the building, and proceeded to try and 'see who was in the costume.' By that, I mean they tried pulling off my paws, PULLING UP MY SKIRT AND THEN YANKING AT MY HEAD TO TRY AND RIP IT OFF.
There is very little that's more terrifying to a fursuiter (or anyone, really) than hearing the words, "take off its head!" being screamed over and over by a mass of young children.
Seriously. I am not exaggerating.
Now, I'd been expecting something like this to happen. It's only natural... kids were bound to do this eventually. I just didn't expect it HERE. As I said before, I expected these kids to be a bit more... respectful? I don't know. Less violent? Though I am so thankful I'm a tall person... had I been 6 inches shorter, they could have totally taken off the mask and goodness knows what they would have done to it after that.
So as being alone in this situation wasn't bad enough, my vision in suit is terrible (can only see out one of two tear ducts), and I was SURROUNDED. I kid you not, a group of 15+ created a barrier around me, with a bunch of little grimy hands reaching up to pull at my head and neck, jerk off my paws (or at least try), try tearing off my tail, and looking up my skirt to see if my footpaws continued up my leg. They were bound determined to rip my costume off.
Can we all just agree that it sucked?
Thank goodness I had a good friend and my sister in the area: I pulled them aside and quickly told them to make the kids STOP. However, they didn't realize how serious things were getting. Not only had I spent a good 6 months working on this suit, but there was also a high risk of bodily harm, too. That's because, unless you've been in suit yourself, you really have no idea how dire situations can get and how uncomfortable even slight problems can be. What looks like a funny little tussle from the outside can be harmful, dangerous, damaging, and/or painful from inside. Fursuits aren't the most comfortable things and they're usually only decent when set at a certain angle. Having your mask grabbed, rotated, yanked at... can break it, hurt you, or both. So while my friend and sister tried to get the kids to leave me alone, they basically just told them to 'stop tugging at it, she worked really hard on it' and as you know, kids don't like to listen. To anyone. About anything.
Long story short, I made it to the doors without breaking, crushing, or otherwise damaging anything but my pride. It shook me up quite a bit, for sure. But I only had a minor repair or two to make at home, one of which might have been from an earlier outing. It's just a shame, I suppose. I've been having a pretty crappy past few weeks and this was NOT what I was hoping for. Instead of cheering me up, it was positively depressing. :\
If you gain nothing else from reading this, fellow fursuiters, then please just take this: DO NOT GO OUT ALONE WITHOUT A HANDLER. IT IS A TERRIBLE IDEA. Kids are UNPREDICTABLE. No matter HOW good you think you are, no matter HOW much you think you've got the situation covered, ALWAYS get someone with you who can help you out if and when you get ATTACKED.
Sorry guys. Just figured I'd share my terrible experience with you. D:
Thank you, I'm also glad it didn't end worse than it did. <3