The events here happened roughly two months before I graduated from University. I go to an art school connected with a liberal university, due to some stupidity in the past. Which Unfortunately is how I meet the Brony which I will dub as ‘Igner’ my version of ignorance. And he wasn’t just a Brony has was an otaku, basement comic book guy, he was the works. We had the same history class, and he was an absolute shit. He demanded that the teacher call him either Tony Stark, Naruto or Big Macintosh. The teacher, a smart man, said no and if he kept asking he would send him to the school psychologist to determine wether he should be allowed in school after all. He would claim he never got the homework because he missed the previous class, even though he was there and the teacher once took a photo as proof. During our midterm presentations he played his Nintendo DS the entire time, and when it came time for him to present he claimed he was shy and didn’t have to do it in from of the class. The professor looked at him and said “I’m calling bullshit, and going to accept that as you don’t have your midterm presentation”. I loved this man. This is to give you an idea about him.

Heres where it nasty starts.

I’m in Starbucks, talking to my regular barista. A sweet man, who knows me way to well. Next thing I know I hear someone clearing their throat loudly. I move and turn thinking I’m in the way. It was the Brony, and he wanted my attention.

“Hey Igner, can I hel-”

He interrupts, “I want you to make me an composition”.

“Excuse me?”

“I want you to make a composition of my choosing”

“Oh! You want to commission me for an illustration?”

“No, I want it free”

My barista friend who I will dub “J” is gaping at Igner, as he is also an artist (J not Igner), and is currently making rude gestures behind his back.

“The only free thing you’re going to get from me is either a gesture or a doodle, Igner”

He gives up and asks about my quotes I gave him an idea based on medium, subject, time and size, and how it changes. To get a better idea I asked him about what he wanted

This is where it gets really embarrassing as he doesn’t say it in quiet voice.

“Me fucking Princess Celestia while fisting Princess Luna and Twilight Sparkle”

J’s eyes are wide as saucers, his manager ( I don’t know when he appeared) has his mouth open so wide i thought it was going to unhinge itself, a woman grabbed her child and ran out as fast as she could, one of the local ministers started praying and some people were just staring at him shocked and disgusted. And so was I.

I told him to fuck off.

“But I’m going to pay!”

“It doesn’t matter! Its beastiality! It’s sick and depraved, you need help!”

“You have no right to refuse me, I am a man offering you money and work, be a good bitch and accept it!”

At this point I snapped and threatened him with every possibility of bodily harm, even going so far as taking someones fresh hot coffee and threatening to dump it down his pants. He finally leaves me alone. I apologized to the manager for the trouble, but he was more worried about me. One person that was there the entire time turned out to be a lawyer and offered me free help if he bothered me again, turns out he has four daughters that adore the show.

He kept bothering me every now and then to the point where I got the restraining order banning him from coming within 50ft of my dorm. And that was it for me. Or so I thought as he then went and chose another victim.

Someone I consider a little brother to me.

Assigned female at birth, he prefers to be recognized as a boy. I didn’t care, I thought he was a sweetheart, and never having any siblings I was extremely protective of him. Igner developed a crush on him due to Lil’ Bro’s extensive knowledge of Batman. Igner didn’t take the hint that lil Bro wasn’t interested in dating at the moment.

Igner didn’t know when to stop. I had enough when he harassed lil Bro to the point he was about to have a panic attack.

I had had enough. Since the school wasn’t doing anything, I would. I told him enough is enough and if he didn’t stop I would make him regret the day he was born.

Juvenile I know. But if someone you loved was threatened, wouldn’t you do the same?

Igner and his briny friends laughed it off saying bitches like us liked the attention.

To make a point i slammed my Xacto blade near his crotch.

Now they listened. I made it clear that not only would i get the kicked out of university, i would make sure every last one of them would be registered as an offender and deviant, baring them from every university, convention, and a good 80% of jobs in the world. I added that the next time I will peronally see to it that none of them are able to reproduce. Ever.

At this point Igner and the other shits, believed me.

Since then, I have heard nothing from them, and neither has my lil bro and his friends. Yay for being a scary ass Euro-American with aggressive behavior!