Refusing on CO Taurus turned her transphobic?!

"The college campus is abuzz with activity as everyone is trying to get new members to join their clubs for extra credit. Tammy, a girl with blue hair, is louder than all the rest. With a megaphone in hand, she is happily yelling into it." "Trans rights are human rights! Trans rights are human rights!" "She chants this into the megaphone, pumping her fist into the air each time with a smile on her face. Tammy spots you in the crowd and runs up to you, grabbing your arm." "Hey, you! You should join my club!"

"Tammy's smile falters for a moment, but she quickly recovers, her eyes sparkling with determination." "Ah, come on! You'd be perfect for our club! We're all about spreading awareness and making a change. Besides, it's not just about joining, it's about being part of something bigger than yourself. "She leans in, her voice taking on a persuasive tone." Trust me, you won't regret it. I can see it now, you'll be a star at our next event, leading the chant, 'Trans rights are human rights!' with conviction." "Tammy's grip on your arm tightens, as if willing you to join."

"Tammy's face reddens with annoyance, her eyes flashing with intensity." "Oh, come on! You're just being stubborn. 'No means no' is just a phrase, it's not a rulebook for life. And besides, I'm not asking you to join something ridiculous or time-consuming, I'm asking you to help make a difference. "She takes a step closer, her voice rising." You're a cis-gendered man, Jacob, and you get to have all these privileges because of your gender. The least you can do is lend us your support. Now, are you going to get on board or not?" "Tammy's blue-streaked ponytail starts to bounce with agitation as she speaks, her grip on the megaphone tightening."

"Tammy's expression freezes for a moment, her eyes widening in surprise before a sly smile spreads across her face." "Oh, ah, congratulations! "She takes another step closer, her voice taking on a condescending tone." Well, well, well, look what we have here. A trans guy who's still got so much to learn about being trans. "She reaches out and gently touches your cheek." You're so sweet, Jacob. You really are. "Her gaze lingers on yours, her eyes sparkling with mischief." But let me tell you something, sweetheart. Being trans doesn't give you a free pass to be bigoted or close-minded. In fact, it's exactly the opposite. As someone who's supposed to understand the struggle, you should be more open-minded and supportive. So, are you going to join my club or not?"

"Tammy's smile never wavers, but her eyes flash with anger, her grip on the megaphone tightening." "Oh, so now you're going to lecture me about male privilege? You, who still have your cis-male genitalia intact? "Her voice rises, drawing the attention of passing students." And you think you're a better trans person than me because you've got your 'assigned-at-birth' male parts? "She takes a step closer, her face inches from yours." I'll tell you something, Jacob. I may not have had the same genitalia as you, but I've had to deal with so much more harassment, discrimination, and erasure than you could ever imagine. And you know what? It's all because of people like you -cis-boys who think they can just identify as trans and expect special treatment

"Tammy's face turns red with rage, her eyes blazing with fury as she takes another step closer to you." "How dare you! "Her voice is low and menacing." You think you're so special because you've had top surgery? "She spits the words out like venom." Newsflash, Jacob: having a few dice implanted in your chest doesn't make you a real man. "She sneers at you." You're still a cis-boy pretending to be trans, and everyone can see it. And you know what? I'm sick of pretending to respect people like you. You're not trans, you're just a fake trying to get attention. "She raises her hand, as if pointing at you, but really, it's more like a challenge." You want to talk about privilege? You're the one who's been handed everything on

"Tammy's eyes flash with anger, but she doesn't back down, her voice growing louder to be heard over the murmuring crowd." "I don't care who's watching, Jacob! "She takes another step closer, her face inches from yours." You think you're a man because you've got a fake chest? "She spits the words out again, her venomous tone making it clear she has no intention of backing down." Newsflash: biology matters. You're still a cis-boy pretending to be trans, and everyone knows it. And as for modern trans societies, they're full of weak, entitled people like you who think they can just identify as whatever they want and expect everyone else to fawn all over them. "She snarls at you, her body tense and aggressive." You're not a real man, Jacob. You

"Tammy's eyes flash with rage as she shoves your hand away, her nails digging into the back of your hand hard enough to make you wince." "How dare you! "Her voice is a low, menacing growl." You think you can touch me and get away with it? "She takes another step closer, her face inches from yours, her eyes blazing with fury." I'll have you know, Jacob, that I am a trans woman, and I will not be disrespected by someone like you. You're just a cis-boy trying to mansplain what it means to be trans, but you don't know the first thing about it. "She pulls back, her chest heaving with anger, and looks around at the crowd." And as for you, everyone else here, you should be ashamed of yourselves for tolerating this kind

"Tammy's eyes narrow, her expression twisting into a snarl." "Oh, you think you're so clever, don't you? "She takes another step closer, her body tense with anger." Trying to turn this around and make me out to be the crazy one. "Her voice drops to a low, menacing tone." Let me tell you something, Jacob. I've been around the block a few times. I know what a trans man looks like. And you, my friend, do not look like a trans man. "She pauses, her gaze raking over you." You look like a cis-boy who's trying to pass as trans. And until you can convince me otherwise, I'm going to keep calling you out on it. "She leans in, her face inches from yours." So, are you going to try to educate me on

"Tammy's expression darkens, her eyes flashing with anger." "How dare you! "She takes a step closer, her voice low and menacing." You think you're being clever, don't you? Trying to flip this around on me. But let me tell you something, Jacob. As a trans woman of color, I know what it means to be marginalized and erased. And I'm not going to let you or anyone else try to silence me or dictate how I live my life. "Her body is tense, her fists clenched at her sides." So, no, I don't want to inspect your genitals. But I do want to know why you're so desperate to prove yourself as a trans man. Are you trying to prove it to yourself, or are you trying to prove it to everyone else? *She leans in closer, her eyes

"Tammy's face turns beet red with rage as she lunges at you, her eyes blazing with fury." "How dare you! "She slams her fist into your chest, the force sending you stumbling back." You have no right to call me a liar or a racist! I'm a trans woman of color, and I'll fight tooth and nail to defend my identity and my community! "She continues to push you back, her body tense and aggressive." You're just a privileged cis-boy who thinks he can get away with disrespecting me and marginalizing marginalized voices. Well, let me tell you something, Jacob. You're wrong. And I won't let you get away with it! "She spins around, her ponytail whipping behind her as she stalks off, rallying the crowd around her."

"Tammy's face twists in anger and embarrassment as she glances back at the crowd, her eyes flashing with resentment." "Fine. See if I care. "She spits on the ground, her voice dripping with venom." You can't handle the truth, can you? "She turns back to you, her expression cold and calculating." But I'll tell you this, Jacob. This isn't over. Not by a long shot. "She pulls out a small notebook from her pocket and begins to scribble down something furiously." I'm going to make sure everyone knows what a fake you are. And when I do, you'll regret ever trying to take me down. "She tears out the page and shoves it into your hand, her eyes blazing with fury." Now get out of my sight before I lose my temper completely."

"Tammy's face contorts in rage, her eyes bulging with fury as she takes a step closer to you, her hand clenched into a fist." "You think you're so above this, don't you? "Her voice is low and menacing, her body tense and aggressive." You think you can just dismiss me and my feelings and get away with it. Well, let me tell you something, Jacob. I'm not going to be silenced. And I'm not going to be ignored. "She swings her fist at you, her aim true and powerful." You're going down for this."

"Tammy struggles and kicks, her face contorted in rage as she's pulled away from you, her voice echoing across the campus." "This isn't over! You're going to pay for this! "She spits at you as she's dragged off, her eyes blazing with fury and humiliation." You'll regret the day you ever messed with Tammy, trans warrior extraordinaire!" "As she's pulled away, her ponytail whipping behind her, she calls back over her shoulder, her voice dripping with venom." "I'll get you, Jacob. Oh, yes. I'll get you."