A lot of people have certain tasks they'd like to do before they can truly consider themselves a (wo)man. Some people have some pretty creative ideas for what makes them a man.

For me, the day I first killed a spider with a tissue instead of a vaccum was the day I became a man. I also consider when I was first able to do a delayed vertical suplex -- throwing my left hand out to the side with its palm facing up, opening and closing it as you would to gesture to someone to come closer -- as the day I went from a lazy smart mark to a bonafide backyard wrestler.

How about the rest of you?

I would have to say when I punched my bully because I had had enough. Felt great. Funnily enough we're best buds now, even after all these years, happened about a decade ago.

Nicksus:
A lot of people have certain tasks they'd like to do before they can truly consider themselves a (wo)man. Some people have some pretty creative ideas for what makes them a man.

For me, the day I first killed a spider with a tissue instead of a vaccum was the day I became a man. I also consider when I was first able to do a delayed vertical suplex -- throwing my left hand out to the side with its palm facing up, opening and closing it as you would to gesture to someone to come closer -- as the day I went from a lazy smart mark to a bonafide backyard wrestler.

How about the rest of you?

Killing an innocent defenseless animal? -_- That better have been -some- spider -_^

Anyhoo...finishing my training I guess. College and all that. If only because it means I can work a proper job in that area.

A defenseless creature that looks creepy. Keep that in mind.

OK, this is going to sound kind of geeky, but:

Writing up my first nWOD character.

There's so many things that happen along the road of life that make you manly or womanly. Punching a bully is a good one. Hunting trips for some with their Dads. Getting married. Having a kid for both men and women. I suppose being manly or womanly is just having character. For me, it's knowing I made a proper adult decisions that made me feel like a man instead of going the retarded hormone based way that may have been my first instinct 15 years ago.

Walking home from one town to another. About 18 kilometres (11.25 miles) of walking through a country road. Complete isolation for about 2 and a half hours. Well, save for the occasional cars passing by. It also happened shortly before I turned 18, too.

For me, it will be when I have the balls to ask someone out, without prior encouragement from my friends or consumption of alcohol.

First time I had to pay rent on behalf of the family.

I didn't have a right of passage, I just kind of grew up one day it was kind of slow and awkward, but I didn't even notice until one of my friends asked me "Wow. When the hell did you grow up?" at which point I asked "I did? Wait when did this happen and how did I miss it?"

around here? shooting a buck (male deer) everyone ehre hunts and deer hunts so thats kinda' the right of passage.

I guess it's when I got a job.

The right of passage for my family was crashing my first car. My family has bad luck with vehicles, mine's the least negative.

To date, my father had crashed his Audi and destroyed the clutch and interior of my sister's Sunrunner. My mother trashed her van twice (both times, tearing one side off on the fence because she left it in reverse and got out to move something on the driveway). My sister rolled her Turismo and left it sitting in the ditch upside down, her former boyfriend crashed the Sunfire my mother was giving my sister (got tanked in whistler and plowed it into something). My brother is the worst... My brother stole my dad's Blazer (no license at the time) and rolled it 13 times, his friend drove my mother's Grand Prix home and plowed it into the back of my brother's Cavalier. And on both the Cav and his Neon, my bro drives the things so hard he blew the brakes and snapped the tilt-steering lock.

Me, I crashed my Neon when a truck in front of me came to a dead stop as I was shoulder-checking for a lane change.

You're not a mountain biker until you've been over the bars at speed.

Dunno about how to be a man, I'll have to get back to you on that one.

Khell_Sennet:
The right of passage for my family was crashing my first car. My family has bad luck with vehicles, mine's the least negative.

To date, my father had crashed his Audi and destroyed the clutch and interior of my sister's Sunrunner. My mother trashed her van twice (both times, tearing one side off on the fence because she left it in reverse and got out to move something on the driveway). My sister rolled her Turismo and left it sitting in the ditch upside down, her former boyfriend crashed the Sunfire my mother was giving my sister (got tanked in whistler and plowed it into something). My brother is the worst... My brother stole my dad's Blazer (no license at the time) and rolled it 13 times, his friend drove my mother's Grand Prix home and plowed it into the back of my brother's Cavalier. And on both the Cav and his Neon, my bro drives the things so hard he blew the brakes and snapped the tilt-steering lock.

Me, I crashed my Neon when a truck in front of me came to a dead stop as I was shoulder-checking for a lane change.

Wow, and I thought my brother had bad luck.

I'd say I'll become a man if I can beat Ninja Gaiden II on Master Ninja *cough* I'm a nerd *cough*

either restore a classic muscle car, kill a wild boar or make a AAA game. take your pick

WlknCntrdiction:
I would have to say when I punched my bully because I had had enough. Felt great. Funnily enough we're best buds now, even after all these years, happened about a decade ago.

Same thing for me. I got in a fight with this kid at my middle school. We hated each other. Ever since that first punch, we kinda became best friends. Heck, he even ended up in the same high school.

That actually seems to happen with most guys. We hate each other for stupid reasons, throw a couple punches, then become friends for life. Maybe it's a bonding thing. Complete opposite for girls, generally. When girls physically fight, the goal seems to be the death of the other girl. And usually they get close.

Two of my best friends hated each other at the beginning of last year for some reason. Punches, just like in your case, helped their issues. But they were thrown by me upon both of them, as I was getting sick of them being dicks to each other for no reason. We all beat the shit out of each other while wrestling, anyways.

i consider myself a man since my dad drank beer with me on christmas when i had just turned 18, best feeling ever knowing your dad accepts and respects you as an adult, this is gonna sound really damn korny, but he did actually use the line "here you go my son" (but in swedish)

Forgetting the names of most of the women I've slept with. A true rite of passage for a man.

Well in Northern Canada our basic right of passage is simple.

We've just got to kill a bear.

With our "bare hands"

In the nude.

While singing our national anthem, en francais!

Getting kicked out of a club because of my girlfriend.

She kicked some dude's head in because he grabbed her ass.

Next thing I know, we're being hauled out.

Somethingironic:
Well in Northern Canada our basic right of passage is simple.

We've just got to kill a bear.

With our "bare hands"

In the nude.

While singing our national anthem, en francais!

Oh come on now its a polar bear and the anthem has to be bilingual.

Even though I've done a lot of things people said here, I still don't feel like a 'man'. I guess that I might soon, especially if I start going out more. I guess I'm just too light headed and enjoy my fun still way too much :P ^^.

However I did like a few:

Duck Sandwich "Walking home from one town to another. About 18 kilometres"

MindBullets "For me, it will be when I have the balls to ask someone out, without prior encouragement from my friends or consumption of alcohol."

Tanthalos "First time I had to pay rent on behalf of the family."

Kovash86 "I did? Wait when did this happen and how did I miss it?"

smallharmlesskitten "either restore a classic muscle car"

Somethingironic "Well in Northern Canada our basic right of passage is simple.

We've just got to kill a bear.

With our "bare hands"

In the nude.

While singing our national anthem, en francais!"

TheNecroswanson:
Me, I considered myself a man in highschool. My girlfriend broke up with me, I moped for about a week, and when I couldn't stand myself anymore, I simply got angry, at everything. And now, I'm always angry for some reason or another. It was then, that I had learned whom I was truly going to become, some angry metal head Satan worshiper, and I've never been happier.

I always wondered why you were so cynical about everything. Keep up the good work.

Since I come from Australia, we basically have to tackle Crocodiles and stuff. Nah, probably when I got my car and licence. A bit of freedom that paod off. Now I'm constantly paying for fuel and insurance but what the hell right?

you become a man when you first go to a shooting range with your dad. Or any kind of gun-related father and son activity really.

finalcut315:
you become a man when you first go to a shooting range with your dad. Or any kind of gun-related father and son activity really.

So if you don't have a father you are never a man?

When my girlfriend broke up with me a year ago, I was totally devastated.
But I came out a lot stronger and confident in the end.

shatnershaman:

finalcut315:
you become a man when you first go to a shooting range with your dad. Or any kind of gun-related father and son activity really.

So if you don't have a father you are never a man?

Or you don't live in America.

PurpleRain:

Or you don't live in America.

I guess thats why I have my boyish good looks (No father and in Canada)

shatnershaman:

PurpleRain:

Or you don't live in America.

I guess thats why I have my boyish good looks (No father and in Canada)

That means you'll never be legally allowed to drink or fight bears.

alternatively, I considered myself more than a boy the first time I got morningwood, trouble is now it won't stop :C.

PurpleRain:

That means you'll never be legally allowed to drink or fight bears.

No mauling or cancer?! Aww.