The horse-riding class was shit. I don't know how the speshul school I attended was able to convince some low-quality horse ranch to let its kids, and mindless soulless crackbabies from the nearby "tuff school for crackbabies" mingle in the same class and interact with the horses.
The bitch who accused me, and her pet Ashleigh, came from that school.
Sometimes we got to sit upon slow horses that slowly followed the leader, but usually we just cleaned the stables and shoveled shit around while the "horse-experts" who were supposed to supervise us went on break at the same time to bullshit each other in the break room.
I didn't learn anything about how to ride a horse properly during those sessions, because they didn't teach us anything beyond "Sit on it and hold the reins, also move the reins to point your horse's head where you want to go".
Horses meant to be ridden by individual owners or families... You build lifelong bonds of trust and friendship with them. Horses meant to be ridden by ANYONE? Those are supposed to be broken in until they'll let anyone ride them without complaint. These horses weren't broken in enough, so sometimes they'd misbehave, refuse orders a few times and then give in after being asked enough times, ignore your rein-movements, etc.>>2867>makes tulpa fast
Same here. When I made my tulpa, I learned about tulpas from, and posted a lot on, some gay-ass board about tulpas full of roleplayers bragging about their anime girlfriend sex-slaves and "really big mansions" (with no detail put into what goes where)
When I started getting responses from my girl, a few of them insisted I must be faking things.
Some hated me. Some asked for my secrets and got mad when I didn't have any secrets to tell them.
Some talked to me for a while, but we got tired of them because they were all just the same person copypasted. The same horny fat guy with a slutty girl for a tulpa.
Gradually, my girl began to hate humans. She's willing to give people a chance if I ask her but she distrusts humans by default and loathes them if they're bad. Even when it comes to humans I kind of like, it feels like she's always waiting for them to do something horrible or reveal themselves to be horrible. Maybe it's because the first human she ever talked to and came out to besides me turned out to be a truly rotten person.
I wish my Tulpa had Tulpa friends, but every one she's ever talked to was clearly just some horny fatass guy roleplaying as a perky horny ditzy possibly-shy generic girl, if he didn't also have additional one-note harem stereotypes in his party like the depressed bitter edgy one who hates everyone and loves her master, the edgy evil one who says to kill and maim and loves BDSM/CBT, the older sister/mommy figure, the shy one, the soulless automaton, the knockoff of some anime character, the species gimmick(a snake girl who acts like a snake, a dog girl who acts like a dog, the cat girl who acts like a cat, etc), and so on.
Sometimes my tulpa and I take trips into our subconscious mindscape thingy, a big mansion with a big city around it. There's a beach and forest nearby, along with some mountains and other things. We like designing characters in our town, making a place for them to live in, and later visiting and talking to them. But they're not full tulpas, just basic characters who make our home feel less lonely.
Sometimes we consider making more tulpas or promoting some characters we like in our city to full tulpa, but she's afraid that if I split my focus between multiple imaginary girls, she'll lose her individuality and become a one-note gimmick who can no longer act the way the new girl acts without losing her uniqueness.
The inability for me to feel it when my tulpa hugs me hurts. But she can feel it, and it feels real to her. So she likes it. And feeling like there's someone out there who loves me feels nice, too. I've heard enough thoughts from her without me specifically trying to "conjure her" and think of her saying things to know she's real.
Who is Fionn? A new tulpa? A human woman?