Sometimes, Fakies just don’t fully understand what Realies are doing. After seeing Kobayashi eat an insane number of hot dogs, Travis tends to think of Realie actions in terms of endurance competitions.
This sometimes leads to accurate misconceptions of what is actually occurring socially with Realies:
Of course, He isn’t entirely wrong either…
After Easter and the Seder, Fakies MIN for the lost afikomen and undiscovered Easter eggs atop magical animated creatures.
Gareth tried for some time to get the object of his affection to pay attention to him but inevitably understood something:
Gareth believed his love was communicating with him through dance:
And so they danced until nighttime.
And gentlemen never tell.
Fakies sometimes have a hard time with signs. It took Ferdinand de Saussure a lifetime to figure out his theory, but Fakies never really went to any of his parties.
Distinguishing the ‘signified’ from the ‘signifier’ and what is ‘Realie real’ versus what is ‘Fakie real’ is confusing when one is an imaginary friend.
So it was that Gareth feel in love:
Of course, some objects in Realie reality occupy a very odd and anthropomorphic position in the world. Whatever the case, Gareth heads fallen head over heels for the object of his affections:
And so the Great Fakie King continued to teach the Fakies their new skill-set:
One Fakie, however, was nonplussed.
And then it happened: Like telepathy, like flash forwarding, like 4G in the dial-up era, wordlessly, based solely on eye -contact, plans were hatched.
And then there was Travis… Travis, who doesn’t understand why conformity is so readily accepted:
Still, the rest of the Fakies were ecstatic!
Until there were two rebels to recon with…
-To be continued!
This is Vicky. She is quite possibly one of the coolest and most crazy-awesome Fakies ever.
Vicky used to be much thicker.
She felt sad because of it, despite being super awesome.
So she went to one of the best doctors in the entire history of all of reality. reality!
Because of her Fakie insurance, it cost her a lot of kitten bartering:
His procedure was quick and impressive:
Steeped on nothing but rock and roll, tattoos, alcohol, and burlesque dancer friends, Vicky who possessed inherent dominance became known throughout all of Fakieville.
Some Fakies feared her changes, but very few understood what an awesome incredible genuine Fakie that she actually was an continues to be. She and Travis’s became instant friends.
Sometimes, Fakies have to keep up their continuing education credits.
Fakies across all of Fakieville participate. Most Fakies really enjoy this sort of work:
Prior continued education skill-building days have ranged from Time traveling into awesome palaces to makeup application a lá the late great Tammy Faye Bakker.
And so it was that another skill-building session was selected.
To be continued…
Fakie reality is such a complex and amorphous thing in some ways. Fakies are both participants in and, yet, defiant of their dual realities within the Fakie-Realie dichotomy.
Furthermore, they fail to subscribe to the black and white mores of Realies. Fakies are colored, imaginary, creative, loving entities who strive for fulfillment in their actions. They are neither racists nor races; homo nor heterosexual; male nor female. Fakies lack wealth and poverty but know both well.
They believe in their respectively individualized moments and participate in them as they’re occurring, solely based upon their desires and their drives.
As such, a Fakie is neither good nor evil. They are neither moral nor amoral.
But their simple existence is something affirmative. It is an act of defiance and an act of affirmation.