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#yes my dess is transfem!
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noelle-holi-gay · 1 year
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Noelle finds out that there's a whole online community of people who find her relatable, a good chunk of them trans and neurodivergent
Noelle shone her flashlight down the deep, dark steps of the bunker in the woods, and took a deep breath.
"Are you sure you want to do this?" Kris asked. "We don't know what's down there."
Noelle steeled herself. "If there's even a chance Dess is trapped here…we have to try, Kris."
Kris nodded, and the two of them began their descent into the earth. The stone beneath their feet eventually turned to metal, and the space opened up into a large room with lots of strange, blinking devices.
"What…is this?" Noelle asked softly.
Kris took a cautious step forward, looking around. "Seems like some kind of laboratory."
Noelle moved over to one of the machines, which had a big, wide screen, displaying…wait, no, that couldn't be right. "Is this Monster Tumblr?"
"What." Kris walked over to her and stared. "Wait, holy shit, it is. And are they talking about…us?"
"Noelle is so skrunkly I want to laminate her and keep her in my purse," Noelle read aloud. "That's, uh…"
Kris leaned forward and began scrolling down. "Noelle is just like me for real…Noelle is such prime blorbo material…"
"Blorbo?!" Noelle exclaimed.
"Here's a picture of a video game text box of you talking about how you want Susie to push you to the ground and laugh at you, captioned 'Naurrrrrrr girl' with a skull emoji…"
"Th-That never happened!"
"This one says, 'Noelle can commit a little murder as a treat. God forbid a woman do anything. Besides gamers aren't people she did nothing wrong.' " Kris turned to her. "You didn't kill anyone, right?"
"N-No! Why would they say that? Do they want me to kill people?"
"Sorta seems like it." Kris pointed at something and giggled. "Here, look, there's a drawing of you freezing Berdly in ice."
"That's horrible!"
"Come on, it's just a joke." Kris smiled. "You'd never actually do that. That's why it's funny."
Noelle looked away. "I guess."
Kris kept scrolling. "Oh, here — it looks like you got fourth place in the…'transfem swag' tournament on tumblr? Look at the comments: Noelle is such a trans icon, I want to steal Noelle's gender, Noelle has so much transgender swag it's insane…"
Noelle blinked. "I'm flattered, but, um. I'm not trans?"
"Too bad. You are now. The people said so."
"Who even are these people?!"
"Trust me, it's a compliment." Kris poked around a little bit more. "Oh, but look at this — I got second in the 'nonbinary swag' tournament. So basically I beat you."
"Yes?" Noelle stared at them. "Because you're actually nonbinary?"
"But it means I have more swag than you, Noelle."
"Okay, this is—" Noelle rolled her eyes. "This is nonsense. Let's not waste our time on weird, fake tumblr posts about us."
Kris stepped away from the screen. "You're just mad I have more swag than you."
Noelle stomped a hoof. "Kris, focus!"
"Yeah, yeah…"
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