Just now, I was pondering getting some tattoos.
One, reading "registered mutant " with a number below it. A signifier for finishing transition. Likely on my hip; somewhere you'd expect an impersonal government agency to mark you so they can ID you if they really have to, but not so it shows in public.
A second, some sort of signifier of the victory over the CFS which I presume we will have in January. On my arm. The same sort of place you'd expect an authourity-based uniform stripe, or a regimental tattoo. (A regimental tattoo? Ironically, the Fed business was stressful but something you can safely walk away from, being a tranny though, that can get you killed)
And maybe a third one for the end of the renaming ritual. In a ritual-epistemological sense, I'm not actually alive y'know? Or at least I'm haunted.
But wait, I think, Do I want to do something that permanent to my body?
Because I'd never do anything weird and permanent to my body y'know? Can you think of even one example where I...?
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No. Wait. That makes no sense at all.