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Some time ago, I recall some reviewer describing my comic as being about a guy and two lesbians. In fact, thus far, Leftover Soup has contained precisely zero lesbians.

Ellen is 100% hetero, but was called a lesbian by kids in high school. Max once considered herself straight, and is now pansexual. Carol is bi, and always has been. Nicole is married to a man. Gina is heterodemisexual or demiandrosexual, whichever order you want to place those prefixes in.

And yes, Lily is deeply prejudiced against the meat-and-two-veg demographic, but that doesn't necessarily make her a lesbian either. The label I've chosen to apply to her (and the label she'd give if you asked her and she felt inclined to give you a straightforward answer) is "object-sexual", which is a thing. Of course, all of this varies with the degree of precision to which you wish to apply labels to people, and the importance you place on those labels. There are plenty of people who'd simply categorize Gina as hetero, or who wouldn't see any real difference between Carol's orientation and Max's, or who would refer to Lily's robotic predilections as a fetish, rather than a sexuality.

The very idea of a sexual orientation is a strange one. The concept of identifying as heterosexual or homosexual - a description of something you are, rather than what you do or what you like - is a relatively new one. Presumably, with sufficient proliferation of prefixes, one could use a single term to list off all the physical and mental characteristics to which one is attracted and the conditions under which one is attracted to them. (If you're especially libidinous, it may be faster to begin with "anti-" and list the things you aren't attracted to.)

And, as we've previously touched on, with the concept of orientation being something you are comes communities and subcultures that spring up around that orientation... and as the community grows, it can come to accumulate members who identify more with the cultural signifiers of that community than the orientation that supposedly unites it. (I'm starting to think the asexual community is getting a lot of those - I've noticed quite a few people publicly identifying as ace (not part-time ace or paper or stone - full-on "Hi, my name's X and I'm asexual") who then go on to talk about their sexual tastes and fantasies and activities, which makes me wonder what, exactly, they think the term actually means.)

In any event, yes, Lily is object-sexual, which influenced the development of Florenovia as much as, if not more than, her misandry. As she said, it's important to her, and is very personal. The degree to which robots and the fucking thereof will factor into the tabletop game version of Florenovia remains to be seen.


(Wednesday night, INT: EB and JH's apartment, kitchen)

EB: Well, that was... something.
JH: Oh my God, have you been reading this whole time? It's almost midnight!
EB: I'll give her this, Lily is a very talented and thorough writer. And, evidently, not a lesbian after all.
JH: She's not?
EB: Well, I highly doubt that a lesbian would write about same-sex attraction being based on a "malformed genetic sequence" and "in utero hormonal irregularities". Homosexuality went out the window after the plague, along with maleness, aging, obesity, all disease, and the menstrual cycle.
JH: So everyone's asexual?
EB: Ohohoho no. No, no they're definitely not. In fact, they've got their libidos wired up to a switch so they can turn them off while they're working - and given the fact that this utopia has a limited thirty-hour work week and most people don't work at all, that means everyone spends plenty of time horny.
JH: Then wh-