OK! I've decided to start telling a very long story here, in my trademark blizzard of toots. I may or may not finish tonight and I'll CW everything except first and last toot so hopefully y'all won't mind if I spam thousands of words at you. For this is to be the story of me and #Undertale, and how I didn't know I was a transwoman until Undertale opened my eyes. It's the story also of "Manon", the nickname I've given the entity that first made itself known to @kel through listening to the "Undertale" theme music back in fall of 2016.

I wasn't "Kara Dreamer" in the spring of 2016, and "Kel the Purple" was nowhere to be seen either. At the time I was a presumptively cismale unicorn furry named "Monophylos Fortikos"; most friends called me "Mono". Life was going pretty well for me and my polycule; I had a reasonably active social life and my 2nd partner K. was still happy to be with me. I'd gone through a pretty big scare earlier in the year when my father fell seriously ill and was twice confined to hospital, but the scare was over and I felt I could tackle something new for a change. That new thing turned out to be a game called #Undertale.

#Undertale wasn't that new, then. A number of my acquaintances were already raving about it and I'd picked up a few details about "goatmom" and "butterscotch-cinnamon pie" and the excited whispers about a game where the object was _not_ to fight anyone. Two friends in particular were especially encouraging, one of them my 2nd partner K., and finally I started playing the game.

I should mention here that I am no gamer. Aside from Guitar Hero / Rock Band games I had never played any console game, ever, and certainly never played any JRPG. So even the _type_ of game that Undertale was, was new to me, and I played badly.