Usually seen as men, but are actually made up of a large number of teenage girls. Many were converted when Breaking Dawn came out. They are often attacked when voicing their opinions about the book.
They very rarely use force. Most are sane and tend to use logic. A lot condone the use of trolling on Twitard boards such as the Twilight Lexicon, but antis often do.
Anti sites, such as TwilightSucks.com, are often flamed by batshit insane fangirls for merely having a different opinion.
Most respect sane fans so long as the fans respect them. They don'trespect batshit insane fangirls.
Most common arguments against Twilight include
-Edward is abusive
-Bella is antifeminist
-Pedophilia
Fangirl: ZOMG!! EDARD IS SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO HAWT!!!!!!
Anti-Twilighter: He isn't real...
Fangirl: WATT??? U DONT LIEK EDWARD???!!!
Anti: He's a fictional character and abusive...
Fangirl: NO HE ISNT!!!!!!! HE JUST PROTETS BELLA!!!!
Anti: *sighs*
A human being who is a fan of Stephenie Meyer's 'Twilight Series', consisting of 'Twilight', 'New Moon', 'Eclipse', and 'Breaking Dawn'. Twilighters are usually quite addicted to the series, and would be considered 'obsessed' by some. (Also known as 'Twi-Hards')
Example: On the set of the "Twilight" movie, Twilighters have been seen camping out so that they can both see the actors and perhaps sneak onto the set.
The main definition for an anti-twilighter would be someone who very much dislikes Twilight.
They are also the only hope left for mankind.
(Also see MLIA)
These people are most probably fans of Harry Potter, Google, and Ninjas.
Scene: The movie theaters. There is a trailer for Twilight/New Moon/ Eclipse/Breaking Dawn. You are about to fall asleep, when all of a sudden you hear:
Anti-Tilighter #1: TWILIGHT SUCKS!!
Anti-Twilighter#2: F**K YOU EDWARD!!!
(The whole theatre breaks into an applause, and the world is safe, thanks to the anti-twilighters)
A group of obsessive fans (mainly girls) who know everything there is to know about the books Twilight, New Moon, Eclipse, Breaking Dawn, and probably Midnight Sun as well, by Stephenie Meyer. Often in love with one of her characters.
A meaningless, unimpressive, self-serving introduction. An indicator that the story about to be shared will be pointless and dumb.
Back when I lived in upstate new york, I also had to park on the street - on two occasions, we got enough snow, mixed with just the right plowing, that my car was lifted off the ground from so much snow being jammed underneath it.
Sister: This meeting was to discuss the rough draft of my essay, where we discussed the subsidiary questions I added in my rough draft. We also discussed the relationship between my main title and the real-life situations I chose to use in my essay. We discussed the structure of my essay as well, specifically the Math AOK section and how it relates to the contradiction of the title. This second meeting was particularly helpful in discussing the implications of my essay claims and how to apply the title across various areas of knowledge. There were many sections of the essay that could have been cut down in wordiness and the ways of knowing required further and more in-depth analysis.
An absolutely foolproof way to keep minors from viewing content deemed "too mature" for them to watch.
Billy: "So I was trying to watch some videos for an M rated game, and I ran into an age gate, so I put in my realbirthday. SOMEHOW it managed to figure out that I am 12. CURSE YOU AGE GATE!!!"
Bill: "Fucking age gate! *quick scroll* THERE! I was born on January 1, 1904. Fuck you age gate."
A)
The Crud that collects under the keys in a keyboard. Usually more severe in the keyboards of programmers and webmasters as they tend to spend a lot of time at the the computer and thus eat at their desk. Mainly affecting IBM Model M (clicly) style boards.
B)
Can also be used to gross out Non-Techie people
A)
Bill: want to go to the club?
Bob: No, I've got to clean out my board chow, keys are starting to stick.
B)
Bill: Want to go out to get a bite?
Bob: No, i am just going to have some of my board chow/
Bill: Whats' that?
Bob: The food scraps that collect in my keyboard; Want some?
Bill: *GAG* *HURL* *GAG*