So I gently encouraged someone on Twitter, who could not understand why feelings were hurt when she explicitly left body-dysphoric cis people out of a TF fantasy, to be more inclusive.

And I tried to gently steer her fantasy towards a greater inclusiveness without directly contradicting her, by making a joke/extension about how trans people who wished for CONTAGIOUS species could just bite the cis people--they'd just have to wait for the second round.

And then one of the cis people who was hurt by being excluded lectured me because my solution rewarded TFs to people who weren't otherkin, because (in the unlikely event I understood them correctly) THEY were putatively a more deserving, needy, and oppressed group than "normal human" (my words) people. Apparent awareness that THEY WERE JUST COMPLAINING ABOUT BEING EXCLUDED DUE TO DEMOGRAPHICS FIVE MINUTES AGO: zero.

And now I think I'm one step closer to becoming a Galactus-kin. You have no idea how close I am to sealing myself in my laboratory and not coming out until I'm 80 feet tall and can suck the life out of entire planets, and I'm gonna start with this one.

I will be the Raccoon Who Eats Trash Worlds. And NOBODY is coming along for the ride, though I might draw lots to let 3-5 of you become my super-powered heralds. And if you bicker over which minority groups get chosen, I will eat you FIRST.

Also, no goddamn surfers.