A Twilight fan of the hypervigilant variety, devoid of higher thought functions and obsessed with the series, its mythology (or lack thereof), and its romance (again, or lack thereof). They analyze and parse the books as if they were scripture, showing them what it takes to attain true and immortal
love. They'll debate the merits of being fucked by a vampire versus being fucked by a werewolf. They'll pay millions of dollars if only to personally gaze upon the (stuffed) codpiece of Edward
Cullen. Most frighteningly, they'll bite the head off of anyone who defiles or mocks their beloved book series. They are
like Sex and the City fans mated with Star Trek geeks and raised by
Juno. In
short, they are sparkling retards.