🎨 Artcow Terry Reitz / JDR / Jennifer Diane Reitz / Chatoyance - The Original Crazy Tranny; Creator of The Conversion Bureau

On guy I used to harass online was one of these that kept saying all bronies were furries but only because he was a furry and a zoophile and thought he was psychic and was descended from the ancient Atlanteans and he believed in the Annunaki and Reptillians and we're a slave race.

He was kinda fucked up. But very gullible to the point where be believed anything I told him.


It's like Ernie and Bert on Sesame Street. Were they kids? Adults? Gay? You don't think about these things as a kid. You just accept it. It's when you become an adult that you have to question it and that's what leads us down this rabbit hole.

Whether these ponies are adult and therefore down to fuck shouldn't be the question or even something to consider. It should be, why would you want to have sex with those things? Then, getting back to JDR being a loon, why the hell would you take such a show so seriously to the point where you make it part of your entire existence?


You're not alone.

Basically there's one universal truth out there. A lot of animals in nature proclaim that they're dangerous and shouldn't go near them by covering themselves in bright flashy colors. This is true in humans as well.

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You see people like this? You walk to the other side of the street and don't make eye contact because they are literally insane.
God I can fucking smell this picture. Was at a convention and the smelliest fucking people were the bronys,weebs, and hazbin hotel freaks. Ironically enough the furries had the best hygiene there. Anyway whatever happened to your personal lolcow?
 
One of JDR's stories from their anthology "Conversion Bureau: Brand New Universe" (which is about alternative neckbeard rapture scenarios) is called "The Friendship Virus" where a terrorist group called "The Conversion Bureau" makes a bioweapon that pretty much turns men into trans girls. And then trannifying half the population makes all the world's problems go away because it fixed all those icky MALES.
I'm not making this shit up. Read at your own risk
Really says a lot about JDR's tormented, man hating psyche.
Wow, couldn't even wait a few sentences to get right into the noncery. On top of that, talking about a boy growing breasts, and how they're touching his dad's breasts. That's the millionth time I've seen trannies contemplate how women deal with their breasts when embracing another woman.
As a woman, this concept escapes me. Have not ever thought about it. I don't think my mother did either when I was growing up. She's loud and has no filter, she would have said something if she would have noticed. These people are such fucking creeps.
 
Wow, couldn't even wait a few sentences to get right into the noncery. On top of that, talking about a boy growing breasts, and how they're touching his dad's breasts. That's the millionth time I've seen trannies contemplate how women deal with their breasts when embracing another woman.
As a woman, this concept escapes me. Have not ever thought about it. I don't think my mother did either when I was growing up. She's loud and has no filter, she would have said something if she would have noticed. These people are such fucking creeps.
They have to fetishize every aspect of being a woman, like some pornsick pervert. The noncery is just the icing on the creep cake.
 
God I can fucking smell this picture. Was at a convention and the smelliest fucking people were the bronys,weebs, and hazbin hotel freaks. Ironically enough the furries had the best hygiene there. Anyway whatever happened to your personal lolcow?
Dunno actually. He went dark, learned from his mistakes and stopped using the same username everywhere he went so I can't track him.

Last thing I heard from him was about 10 years ago after he got married. Problem is I don't know if the one he married was human or not. He was a dog fucker and some zoophiles do consider themselves married to their victims... I mean "animal friends".

Wow, couldn't even wait a few sentences to get right into the noncery. On top of that, talking about a boy growing breasts, and how they're touching his dad's breasts. That's the millionth time I've seen trannies contemplate how women deal with their breasts when embracing another woman.
As a woman, this concept escapes me. Have not ever thought about it. I don't think my mother did either when I was growing up. She's loud and has no filter, she would have said something if she would have noticed. These people are such fucking creeps.
Of course all these things are fetishized.

JDR is a fucking CREEP.
 
Dov Sherman was a transvestite heterosexual who later got involved with the community for a game called Sissy Fight. (I think he may have done some art for it.) Dov was a somewhat talented cartoonist and quite friendly in the dial-up era anime scene, fanboying various gender-switching anime and manga, some of which were only available unsubtitled by sending blank VHS tapes to oddly named anime clubs to have copies made from master tapes and then sent back to you, but that were all supposedly totally worth it for the essential "magic turns a dude into a chick" element. I never heard of any dirt on him, though he was very upfront about being into weird gender shit. The effort to localize the Japanese Kiss paper doll system was genuinely cool, as was his over-ambitious attempt at creating an anime encyclopedia on the early web. That's all I remember about Dov. I hope he never got a cock chop or became a sex pest.

ETA: His bio page on OtakuWorld is still up, as is Jennifer's and Steven's.
Kind of weird to see people still post about Dov Sherman being a weirdo fetishist, takes me right back to 2008 lol. The guy always kept a very low profile on the internet, there isn't much I can add to what was already said, except for two small points:

- His fetish persona is called "Pandora Wrigglesworth", there are a few pictures on his Deviantart* where he dressed up as her.

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I decided to dress as me, Pandora Wrigglesworth, for the convention.

www.deviantart.com/dovsherman/art/Steampunk-Inventor-Outfit-2-156570772 [a]

- He used to RP as that Pandora character on Second Life where he also sold weird fetish items. The website of this shop or whatever it was (I have 0 idea about Second Life) is still online under www.curioobscura.com


* I can prove the DA page belongs to the same Dov Sherman from otakuworld, if the same username isn't proof enough. There's a version of the fetish dress up program that is uploaded to both that DA account and also to otakuworld under his name.

 
There was a reddit post by JDR I forgot to take a screenshot of, but it was a response to a thread by this high schooler complaining about their muslim classmate plugging his ears with his fingers every time their teacher brought up LGBT stuff. Forgot where it was but it would make a good soyjak/chad meme.
 
Jenny is really, REALLY excited for the election.

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It is now 7 days until the election.

Trump just recreated the 1939 Nazi Bund Rally, and held it in exactly the same location: Madison Square Gardens. The affair was blatantly racist - no dogwhistles, no trying to hide anything. Just openly white Christian supremacist. Many of you might not know about the Bund Rally, but, in a nutshell, in 1939, half of the US was all for Hitler. Loved the guy. Wanted America to join up.

Only Pearl Harbor changed that. If Pearl Harbor had never happened, if Japan had not attacked America, it is entirely possible that the US would have backed Nazi Germany. Hands up - how many of you knew that bit of history before I brought it up here? Half of all the alternate time lines for earth have Hitler winning. Jumping between alternate earths is a lot more unpleasant than most sci-fi shows ever indicate. Imagine if Sliders had understood history a little better?

I guess little has actually changed since then. It looked like it had changed. But it didn't.

I despise the fact that 50% of Americans appear to want Trump to become the new Führer. There are mechanisms already in place that could grant him legal dictatorship for life if he wins, all part of Project 2025. That would be, literally, the end of democracy in the US.

Wanna hear something funny? My mother, now long dead, just about blew all of her transistors on being angry and feeling betrayed because Nixon had some guys do some shenanigans at the Watergate Hotel. She was sitting in the dark, hands balled into fists, swearing over it. Cursing his very name.

Can you imagine her trying to deal with Trump? Or, for that matter, the existence of Kamala Harris - my mom was a wee bit of a fucking racist. She was born in 1908. I had an elderly mother; she birthed me when she was 48. But she was a super patriot. USA all the way. WW2 affected her a lot.

Anyway, 50% of Americans are okay with giving up their freedom and nation to a felonious grifting television personality and failed businessman.

This is who the US is. This is what Americans are.

And I am trapped in it all, adrift in a poison ocean, watching the nation I exist within rapidly die. 50/50 chance, in just one tiny week, that I could end up stuck in an actual Fourth Reich.

I am feeling fear, and despair, right now. And, since I have no other place to express those emotions, I am posting how I feel on a goddamn stupid fanfiction website. Holy crap, right? Holy goatfucking shitballs. Fifty-fifty roll. 1-10 on a D20, and 'Welcome to Nazi America!'

Whether he wins or not, though, I am convinced there will be a significant amount of violence. Neighbors killing neighbors, militias shooting up main street, that sort of thing. Be careful, both close to, and especially after, the election. Be aware of your surroundings. None of this is new, but it is horrible.

It is just surprising to be happening here, in this place, in this year, right now.

I foolishly thought folks had gotten a little better. That was the whole reason I came to Fimfiction and began writing here - I got excited at the thought there might be a movement towards compassion and sincerity represented by the popularity of MLP:FiM. Seriously, that was what brought me here.

I am so stupidly desperate for even the slightest sign of Something Better. Silly, silly me.


Petal Chatoyance Aealacreatrananda
Currently doing hard time on Earth, Mundis.
Served 64 years thus far,
but not overly eager for parole.
Cited for Good Behavior.


Reminder that JDR's Aealacreatrananda alien creatrix fursona goes way back to the Unicorn Jelly era, if not earlier. It looks like this:
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Know any Furries out there? If you are the kind of truly eccentric person who gets all the jokes in Unicorn Jelly, you bet you do. Gosh, you prolly are a Furry! Well guess what... I am too, sort of. While I am fond of the form of a cute anthropomorphic wolf, wishing I had a standard, off the shelf, stock anthropomorphic-animal body instead of being confined to a human corpus is just too ordinary for yours truly, though. I am the eccentric's eccentric.
Forget merely Going Off The Deep End..we're going for a Three Hour Cruise here....
Want to know about MY 'Perfect Body', my inner guise, my 'True Self'? Put your analyst on emergency standby, and get ready to meet me as my 'True Self': Aealacreatrananda, 'Aeala', for short. Howdy do!
My Perfect Body is nonbiological for starters. It hails from my own personal home cosmos, a hyperfractal multiply recursive shared-collective universe I call Pentolamerkan. It has losts of other names, because it is fairly open to settlers. In one of the vast fractal arms is a pocket extrusion that I call home, I laughingly name 'Gumball'...its a dimensionally recursive spherical Space some 10,000 miles in diameter...the walls of the sphere are covered with continents and seas, and floating throughout the hollow are 101 ten to 100 mile diameter planets, each unique. One of those worlds is mine, called Aealaloka, and a friend of mine, Glory, who is the Geist of a sapient computer from a distant and alien universe, projects a kind of 'Palace' there for me. It's a game we play. The micro-planets avoid collisions and provide light at the same time thanks to shining repultractive fields that cover all large scale masses ...within a certain distance (about 10 miles), effective 'gravity' pulls folks to the ground, outside that distance, the repulsion effects push masses away. The rest of the physics are even stranger...it's extopic, rather than entropic, highly affected by will and consciousness, and much more besides. It's Home. For me, anyway. And a few quadrillion free souls, entities and such who like the basic design of Pentolamerkan, and have moved in and carved out their own realms in it. That's what Creatrixes like me do...make places for entities to play in. It's no big whoop, but I love doing it.
So my Perfect Body is reasonably unearthly...it is solid and uniform, all the way through, and kind of has the consistency of stiff dough, or rubbery, plastic clay. If you lop off an arm, it is no problem, and as soon as the sliced surfaces meet, they reform. It is a Gumby body. No hair: the ropelike tendrils are all extrusions of the mass substance, called 'uniplasm' of the body, and they are all capable of individual or mass movement and control. Medusa city. Mostly, though, it's easier to just let them dangle! The whole body is capable of massive polymorphing, as well as color and texture alteration...this is a true artistic shapeshifter's body, and can even just collapse into a puddle. It can flow and drip, or become solid and hard. It can do impressions, and take any form of the same mass.
The senses are diverse and extensive, with much wider and more acute ranges of perception overall.
My Aeala form does not need to eat in the conventional sense, indeed it cannot, really. The mouth is just for decoration, familiarity, and fun. The body has no true orifices...and is sexless too. 'Eating' in the pentolamerkan universe involves 'ringing' blends of waveform tonalities out of pseudocrystalline and pseudometallic nodes in shining bowls, and soaking them in. It's hyper-flavorful, in a full-body kind of way. Being an extopic universe, things tend to become more solid and complex and rigid, and need regular infusions of chaos to keep from going all enlightenment supernova, so it's important to 'bathe' by stepping into a big block of a phase-shifted 'Taansiel'...it looks like constantly rippling glass....and soak up entropic dissolution to remain healthy. Too much time in the block-bath though, can leave my Perfect Body all wriggly and covered in moving ripples, and these take time to wear off. It's creepy, and feels weird. Some folks like it though. Go figure.
The eyes are like gold coins, shiny and metallic, with dark pupils. There are six fingers on each hand, two thumbs and four equal digits. The feet that the reverse-joint satyr or fawn-like legs end in are not hooves, but have three toes, and there are no true nails...just flatter, harder concentrations of the uniplasm that the body is made of.
This immortal body is capable of a standard set of basic hyperdimensional and metaphysical extensions, so it can hover, fly, move objects at a distance, phase-shift, teleport, create and dissolve matter, space time, energy and dimension... basic standard crap like that. Can't be a Creatrix without Going Places and Making Stuff. My body doesn't need to sleep, but can, if desired. It looks really cool turned jet black or covered with stripes, or shifted to transluscent crystal look. Stock state is usually snow white, maybe with a slight bluish tint for effect.
The tail is of course, prehensile.
SO....your author's private, dearest heart's dream is to be an extraversal Creatrix with a sexless, childlike, immortal shapeshifting uniplastic body, effectively living inside the palatial, extruded portion of the body of a hypersapient machine intelligence that keeps a 'finger' of itself in an extropic, arcane cosmos, 'eating' waveform tonalities whilst taking 'baths' in out-of-phase blocks of crystalline chaos, and making entire universes as her artform?
Pretty much. For starters, anyway.
Nothing fancy. I figure I will get more adventurous after I get a few eons under my belt.
So many people talk about some kind of heaven. To me, such places are basically theme parks. Maybe nice to visit for a holiday, but annoying after a while. Boring. Your basic God or Goddess is essentially a glorified civil servant, if you think about it. Useful enough, sure. Tend to be insecure, though. They play cosmic mommy or daddy for baby souls. I want better. If there is an afterlife, I have a clue about what I want.
After all, somebody has to make the universes for folks, for Gods and beings and creatures and entities, to play inside, and thats just the job for me! Make'em, Give'em away, Leave'em alone, and move on. Maybe play in them for a bit. Just for a bit. Once a universe is inhabited, it belongs to the folks who live in it. Move along, make a new one. Like any art.

Currently doing hard time on Earth, Mundis.
Served 42 years thus far,
but not overly eager for parole.
Cited for Good Behavior.

JDR's been making that "doing hard time on Earth, Mundis" joke for at least 22 years.
 
Reminder that JDR's Aealacreatrananda alien creatrix fursona goes way back to the Unicorn Jelly era, if not earlier. It looks like this:
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Of course his fursona is something totally unique and not normal gaiz! Everything about this troon needs to be special in every way and nobody else gets to be like him.
 
There is a lot of discussion of POE here, but I honestly can't find much info about that website outside of this thread and a few other threads on different forums. Someone with more experience should really make a thread about it, as there is probably many lolcows connected to it.
 
There is a lot of discussion of POE here, but I honestly can't find much info about that website outside of this thread and a few other threads on different forums. Someone with more experience should really make a thread about it, as there is probably many lolcows connected to it.
As far as I'm aware it's completely gone. It went ages ago too, like 2009 or so.
IIRC one of the Portal writers was involved with it and probably doesn't want it resurfacing.
 
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