Oren_Otter

Because we are a multiple personality system and we are only allowed one account between us. I thought we made that clear.

I did. I told him that if I'm not allowed to get you off my back, then it's his responsibility.

How convenient for a mod who enjoys fighting.

My ignore filter has apparently been disabled.

Welcome, Malredar.

No. I cook for myself. In the real world, as Fnaire mentioned, it's difficult to find insects that are edible.

Hi there. I've been sitting and watching Oren and Fnaire and Bogro post to the forum like crazy, so I thought I'd give it a try. My name is Phil Harrison. I'm a rooster and a nurse. Born: As weird as it sounds, I wasn't born, or even hatched, I had my origins in a dream and just hung around after the dream ended. Marital status: Single and looking, which is unlikely to change any time soon. Occupation: Nurse at the Uncanny Valley Hospital for Doctor F. Merideth Zimmerman. Cons: I did attend RMFC last year, but with so many of us there, I didn't get much face time. Artistic talents: As an artist, I'm a terrific nurse. Favorite foods: Corn chips, cricket crunchies and coffee. Denomination: I'm not really sure. Baptist, I suppose. Any questions?

Hello. My name is Bogro. We have not met, but I have heard a great deal about you. It is an honor to finally make your acquaintance.

Hello. I am Bogro. I am a recently created alter of the Brass Menagerie. Though I have only existed for a short time, I have extensive memories of my life as a scientist in my home cell, Atranac. It has been very lonely for me in the Uncanny Valley. The cell I now dwell in has no other viruses, not even an alkari. I have tried to make friends within the Valley, but while the people are friendly enough, they are like reflections of myself, and through no fault of theirs, they leave me wanting. Thus, I thought it good to look for friends here, on the internet. I very much like the format of the internet. Users share information though a network outside of their bodies, much like the data network of a cell which holds the minds of its viruses. I am aware that both I and my life must seem very strange. I would very much like to tell you all about both as I learn more about each of you. Thank you very much for the opportunity to socialize with you. I expect you will not be disappointed. Real name: Bogro About your fursona: I am an Atranac Virus. I have a friendly face with large, oval eyes and floppy fins. Age: Only a few months by macroscopic time. Gender: None Location: The Uncanny Valley Been to any cons: No, but i hope to do so soon. Fav. music: The cry of the soul to God Likes: Science, puppies Dislikes: Interferon Church Denomination: I suppose you might call me a follower of Misa, our name for Jesus.

I was going to suggest Joann's, but I guess not.

Delighted to meet you.

Hi, Mom!

Zdravstvuytye, little red dog.

Hi! Good to see you again under better circumstances.

Thank you! I'm definitely bookmarking this!

Your English is better than my Polish. Or Spanish. Or Japanese. Or Russian. Or Hebrew. Or french. Or Swahili. Wilkommen.

Nummy! Thank you!

Hi! I'm one of the newer personalities in this system. My name is Barbara and I'm a female anthro liger. I used to be a hyena by the name of Violet 2. I'm really happy tonight because I finally got to meet the twin sister I never knew! Long story short, I'm a clone, and my sister just gave me permission to use my old face so now I will be Hyena again! So happy! This is how hyena used to talk. Will probably do again. Talking like human not feel right. Still got smarts. Just like to talk different. I'm still capable of speaking normally and I'll probably do so when the occasion demands it. I'm married to a terrific polar bear name Parker. No kids. Parker owns water park. I help in park. Is fun life. I like make friends. Want to make many friends here, but mostly want to talk to sister. Barbara loves sister!

(Leaves you a box of dog treats and a bag of rose food.)

Hello. I've been asked to introduce myself, but I'm not really sure what to say. My name is Izzy Harris. I'm just a little dog trying to get through life in one piece. I live in a lighthouse. I would like to be a cartoonist, but I kind of can't do that right now. I have DID. Yes, I'm an alter, but I also have DID on my own so I become different alters myself. I haven't done it in a while. I try not to let it happen because it can be painful. I don't know what else I can say.

Hello. My name is Savvat. I am Russian polar bear with red eye and blue eye. I am big bear. Big like quarry truck. Human name is Jeremy Estes. But I am not human. Only have human name because people not always believe I am bear. Wife is Woofy. She is dog. Have adopted son. Name Fuzzy. He is teddy bear. I am pain alter. When others in pain, I come out to stand in way. I am big bear, so pain becomes very small.

The Quibblequum Bird by Oren Otter There once was a boy named Ignacious M. Brown Who complained "There is nothing to do in this town." I have tried roller skating, I've tried flying kites. I've tried counting stars in the heavens for nights. I played on computers. I played with the dog. I watched the TV while I sat like a log. I've played the piano. I've ridden my bike. I've gone through the woods on a twenty mile hike. I've done everything that there can be too do. I'm bored and I'm wanting to try something new. So Iggy M Brown sat and frowned with a pout Until Mrs. Brown said to Ignacious "Get out!" My son, all you do is sit here and complain. If you want something new, then try using your brain. Now leave here and take your complaining outside!" So Iggy M. Brown took his bike for a ride. He went to the store where he bought candy bars Then he sat on the sidewalk and counted the cars. "So bored!" whined the boy as he sat in the sun. "There must be some thing that I haven't yet done." And just then came a dog walking there on the street who walked up to Iggy and sat by his feet. Then did something that almost made Iggy freak. he opened his mouth and he started to speak. "Excuse me, dear lad, but just now, was that you whom I overheard wanting to try something new? I'll tell you of something no human has seen. The vine of the magical zamzilla bean! Go over the river, then up Cherry Hill, You'll find some grey rocks near the old cider mill. In there is a tunnel. Go through it with care. Then pass through the forest and up the long stair. You'll find the vine there, and the zamzilla bean that magical bean that no human has seen. Well, I have to go now, so have a nice day." With that the dog stood up and sauntered away. "Oh wow!" said Ignacious. "I must go and view this incredible bean that is magic and new!" So he rode on his cycle for fifty-nine blocks till he reached Cherry Hill and he found the grey rocks. He went through the tunnel and through the dark wood and up the long stair, where a giant tree stood. And from that great tree hung the vine of the bean that no ho human, till Iggy, had ever once seen. "I did it!" said Iggy. In triumph, he roared. Then he pouted, for now, he was once again bored. He had seen the rare bean, as he'd come here to do. And so now, as before, there was nothing else new. Then he got an idea. Why should he just look? So he reached out his hand and he carefully took just one zamzilla bean. Feeling slightly elated he popped the bean into his mouth and he ate it. Then the next thing he knew, and before he could speak his mouth and his nose were turned into a beak. His skin sprouted feathers. His clothes disappeared. His neck became long and his insides felt weird. "This can't be!" said Iggy. "It's truly absurd!" But Iggy turned into a quibblequum bird. He sat there a moment, just staring ahead. Then into his heart came a feeling of dread. "Oh what will my mom say? She'll squeal like a mouse! And surely she won't want a bird in the house! I can't go to school and I can't play in sports. and I can't ride my bike since my legs are so short. My fingers are gone, so no video game can be played, so my life will be totally lame! Oh, why was I so stupid? Why was I so dumb as to eat that bean and become what I've become?" So Ignacious M. Brown sat and whined and he cried and he wished he could crawl in a deep hole and hide. He cried and he cried, till the tears came no more, then he had an idea he hadn't before. He'd been wishing and wishing to try something new. So Ignacious the bird spread his wings, and he flew. Iggy soared through the air, and he dove and he looped and he swooped and glided until he was pooped. He rested a moment, then breathed a small sigh for he knew that his house was the place he must fly. He came to the front door and knocked with his beak. It opened and Iggy said "Please Mom, don't freak. It's me, It's ignacious. I ate this weird bean. Yes, a magical bean that no human had seen and I'm sure it's the craziest story you've heard but now I've turned into a quibblequum bird. You must surely be angry. I know I would be. So if you would expect me to live in a tree it's completely all right, 'cause it can't be much fun to have a dumb quibblequum bird for a son. She stood there a moment, and then Mrs. Brown got over her shock and she knelt herself down. "What absolute nonsense, this thing that you dreaded. Yes, eating a magical bean was boneheaded." declared Mrs. Brown. "But don't be worried, hon. You still are Ignacious, and still are my son. Whether human or scaley or feathered or furred." Then she reached out and hugged the poor quibblequum bird. And he realized he loved what he'd had all along like his home and his room and his dad and his mom. Now Iggy's a bird and his hobby is flying but Ignacious M. Brown knows there's no use denying that although it's fun to try out something new There is wonder in all that's familiar, too.

Um... okay. In that case, Eala Dubh, our old inker, is one of our favorites.

Well, since Fnaire has introduced herself, I guess I'll take a turn. Hi, folks. My name is Tim Peters, better known as ChAoS oTtEr. I'm the artist behind Journey to the Bottom of the Multiverse. That also happens to be my "backstory". I remember growing up in the land of chaos. Hence the name. I'm also the station manager at OtterTunes. I'm responsible for the night shift, and I also help to program playlists, and on occasion play talent scout. I have a lovely wife by the name of Trixie, formerly Miss Takanawa. We have two daughters named Samantha and Violet. What else? I was created with a severe stutter, but I eventually overcame that. Some of you might remember, it even happened when I typed. You'd probably like to know what I look like. I'm a cartoonish anthro river otter with big, round eyes and a red, oval nose. I'm tan all over, with no socks or mittens or underbelly. Thanks for letting me introduce myself.

Hi, everyone. My name is Fnaire Otter. I'm on otter by marriage but an anteater by species. I am the number two alter in this multiple personality system. Normally, I'd have my own account, but the admins have asked us to share one, and it seems like a reasonable request. I am Oren's wife and mother of four: Our oldest son is Firoz, a half tiger from my previous marriage. Then there's the twins, Jason and Amanda. And finally, little Jackie Jo. I am in my second marriage, being sort-of divorced and sort-of widowed from my first. It's a long story. I think I am very fortunate in that even though my husband insisted we break apart, we remained friends until he died. I loved him very much. Now I have Oren, and I think I'm the luckiest alter ever, because he's been wonderful to me. It's because of him that our family finally understood that I'm a person with feelings, not just a medical phenomenon. I am a cartoonist. I draw and star in Room For One More. I also help to draw other comics. I'm a late-night DJ on OtterTunes radio, and soon to be the hostess of a new sci-fi themed block called the nerd hour. I'm an amateur fashion designer, and I like to think I'm pretty good. I've still got a box of Barbie clothes from which I take inspiration. I like football, though our body is too messed up to play anymore. I also like to dance when I'm feeling good enough. I've been studying hip-hop style, but I'd like to learn more complex forms such as ballroom, Irish step and ballet. Shucks, I just want to learn them all. I also love eating bugs. Unfortunately, it's hard to get many food-grade bugs here in the US. I usually settle for shrimp and crab. Like many alters, I do have memories of a past which technically didn't happen, but it is real to me. I was born in Choyhaqui, Chile. My parents are missionaries and when I was about five, we moved to South Africa and lived on a wildlife preserve near Sun City. I came to America to go to college here. I really did go to college, by the way. I attended the Art Institute of Pittburgh where Oren and I took classes together, sometimes to the confusion of our classmates. Sadly, tuition ran out in our Sophomore year, and we didn't graduate. So that's me. I hope to become great friends with all of you.