I had a couple classmates that pretended to be vampires back in elementary and middle school. They’d pretend their Koolaid was blood, complain about the sunlight, and bite their friends a lot. Not enough to draw blood, though. I haven’t kept up with most of them, but one guy is a teacher now. He seems pretty normal.
I myself was enamored with vampire stuff and in high school met an online boyfriend who really committed to the shtick of being a vampire - though a significantly weakened in bloodline so he could walk in sunlight. I think at one point he was also claiming to be a vessel for the archangel Michael. Please know this was all happening in 2000/2001, so long before Supernatural!
I caught up with him briefly about 15 years after high school, and he's still claiming to be a vampire. A divorced vampire who smokes a lot of weed, but still a vampire.
I went through a period a few years back of catching up with some of my exes, and it was a montage of dodging bullets. One guy was heavily into opioids for pain management after flipping a truck during street racing. One was married to a homophobic Renaissance faire kind of woman while over time, he had come to understand he was bisexual. And then there was the divorced vampire.
I learned my lesson: I don't want to follow up with any of them ever again.
Yeah, I thought for sure he would have outgrown it by then, too. He copped to making up the archangel Michael bit, which surprised me, but he was keeping the dream alive as a vampire.
Not a supernatural creature, but I've never seen someone so committed to something, let alone pretending to be a character, like a friend I have.
So, for context, I have a friend who disagreed with his Dramatic Arts professor on how a character had to be played (or something like that) on the first class of the year, and apparently after some arguing, the professor challenged my friend to attend to any business he needed to do in the campus as normal, but portraying a character, any of his choosing, for the rest of the year. And god damn, he did. For the rest of the year, he bought a Victorian era costume, complete with cane and top hat, learned many quirks of the language at the time, and many of the behaviors of society. And Sir Marcus Godwin was born.
He went full in-character mode. He talked using the time's English, walked like a gentleman, and behaved like he was a Victorian era man who was time travelled into the present. It was really hard not to laugh, specially when he spoke, with professors trying REALLY hard not to laugh. I think the DA professor must have warned all other professors of the classes my friend had, because I'm surprised he wasn't expelled of any of them. But he made it to the end of the year nonetheless and not only did he get the max grade on that class (which apparently was nearly impossible with that professor), but also got a fuck ton of money on bets he made along the year.
I knew a girl in college who also believed she was a cat (this was 20 years ago). She would also scratch and hiss at people. Additionally, she would randomly meow in class. They would just sit there "cleaning" themselves as well, licking their hands and arms. She wore a pair of cat ears and a tail. It was immensely weird.
Ever heared of the French nuns that caught a case of mass hysteria and started meowing like cats? I'll quote a section about it on Wikipedia:
In The Epidemics of the Middle Ages, an 1844 collection of works written by J. F. C. Hecker (and translated by Benjamin Guy Babington), a translator's note by Babington, citing an unnamed medical textbook, recalls the story of a nun who lived in a French convent during an unspecified time (presumably in the Middle Ages) who inexplicably began to meow like a cat, shortly leading the other nuns in the convent to meow as well. Eventually, all of the nuns in the convent would meow together for a certain period, leaving the surrounding community astonished. This did not stop until the police threatened to whip the nuns.
Is not a supernatural thing but a girl pretended to be a cat. Apparently this is kinda common? Or at least since then I seen a few people online say a girl at their school also pretended to be a cat? I think we were 10. Anyway I don't know how she is now because she left about the year later and idk her last name to look her up.
My first girlfriend was one of those cat girls. We were like 13 when we started dating. She was really unstable and ended up going to jail twice long after we broke up. I sure know how to pick them lol. In my defense, she was the only lesbian I knew at the time.
I dressed like a cowboy for awhile as a preteen. I try not to think about it too much. Though I still have a hat tucked away in my closet. Just in case.
If you lived south of the Mason Dixon no one would have noticed. It's so ubiquitous people forget how ridiculous it is: men who take themselves very seriously attending the office in the same outfit they wore to go trick-or-treating when they were six. I don't mean it as any kind of condemnation. I love the ridiculous, delight in the passion of people grooving in their niche, and absurdity aside western wear can be a good look. But I feel the same way about all kinds of theatrical clothes, while the stetson crowd tends to ridicule the other.
You say that. But I was south of the Mason Dixon line and I definitely stood out. Even at some country music concerts. Because I was dressing as if I was the one on-stage at any given concert. I saved and eventually had my white Stetson, quite the rotation of Garth Brooks-style (sometimes literally!) Western shirts, Wrangler jeans, boots, belt buckles, the whole nine yards.
Your average concert-goer was in a t-shirt (IF THAT) and a ball cap with a fishing hook on it.
To say nothing of dressing like that in other, still-less appropriate, non-concert settings.
Not so much supernatural, but a few in the less socially-included clique thought of themselves as rats. Grew nails long, scurried about, and most weirdly - hung out and ate lunch in the bathroom. It went on for a few years, well into sixth form, and ended up requiring a prefect to patrol the bathrooms at breaktimes to make sure they weren’t up to anything.
Oddly enough, I haven’t heard anything about them in school-reunion-type chatter.
I really, REALLY wanted to be a ninja turtle when I was like 7 or 8. I didn’t let anyone in on that, but I thought if I wanted it enough I might change into one overnight.
In pre school my twin sister and her friends thought they were fairies when they argued for example they would make up stories about each other being evil fairies and stuff like that lots of funny drama what’s embrassing to me is that they got me believeing in it too, fun stuff
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