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# ? Sep 13, 2017 23:33 |
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# ? Jun 8, 2024 06:05 |
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Wrong thread dude, this is a good post
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# ? Sep 13, 2017 23:36 |
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I'm actually a great poster but no one on earth could possibly "get" it so I suppose in "theory" I suck dick like a bag lady looking to score a bottle of wine. But that's just like...the rest of earth's opinion.
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# ? Sep 13, 2017 23:37 |
Spinster posted:I recall. They were all in like one week. It was your period but rear end. it was boring at work
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# ? Sep 13, 2017 23:40 |
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# ? Sep 13, 2017 23:42 |
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T.S. Smelliot posted:My rep speaks for itself tyvm who the gently caress were you before the last election cycle you faceless trend hopping goon
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# ? Sep 13, 2017 23:43 |
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Duckbox posted:Wrong thread dude, this is a good post I agree with you but it seems to get a lot of probes.
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# ? Sep 13, 2017 23:51 |
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White noise and the occasional cat / Otto.
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# ? Sep 14, 2017 00:00 |
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# ? Sep 14, 2017 00:01 |
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the mods must be crazy
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# ? Sep 14, 2017 00:04 |
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You! If that doesn't probe you I don't know what will.
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# ? Sep 14, 2017 00:05 |
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I post in QCS.
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# ? Sep 14, 2017 00:05 |
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Schweinhund posted:I post in QCS. I'm so sorry
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# ? Sep 14, 2017 00:07 |
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I am the epitome of a white noise poster
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# ? Sep 14, 2017 00:07 |
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*makes a post* Proof definitively rendered.
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# ? Sep 14, 2017 00:16 |
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someone once told me "I can't tell if you're serious or making some kind of weird joke" and I realized that that very ambiguity lies at the heart of most of my posts
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# ? Sep 14, 2017 00:23 |
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i post in gbs every day isnt that proof enough
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# ? Sep 14, 2017 00:32 |
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When am I going to get my drat beer woman hurry up.
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# ? Sep 14, 2017 00:34 |
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Schweinhund posted:I post in QCS. thats bad ya
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# ? Sep 14, 2017 00:40 |
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the last funny thing is sea patrol
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# ? Sep 14, 2017 00:45 |
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Hey guys
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# ? Sep 14, 2017 00:49 |
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Blue Train posted:Hey guys Sup Blue Train?
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# ? Sep 14, 2017 00:53 |
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Well, I am not on the top 100 of most ignored users so I guess I'm not as bad as I thought.
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# ? Sep 14, 2017 00:54 |
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GRINDCORE MEGGIDO posted:Sup Blue Train? Posting bad. What's up friend
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# ? Sep 14, 2017 00:55 |
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Blue Train posted:Posting bad there i did it
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# ? Sep 14, 2017 01:01 |
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*links my post history but I can't cause I don't have plat cause I got banned cause I'm a bad poster*
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# ? Sep 14, 2017 01:12 |
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The first anime I ever saw was "Revolutionary Girl Utena" the movie. I was attracted to it because it was bizarre and new. It hit me at a vulnerable time; my father and mother had just been murdered. I became obsessed with the "emptiness inside" theme of the movie, and felt that this related to my life somehow. I watched Evangelion next, and absolutely loved the depressing feeling both of these shows left me with. I am a person who loves depressions; I feel that I am at my most creative and "raw" when utterly depressed. The empty feeling these shows gave me filled me with emotions I wanted to recapture. Like an addict seeking another hit, I kept downloading more and more programs, watching tons of shows. At one point, I had two shoeboxes full of CD-r's packed with Anime programs. I had a library of just about every show ever made. I became obsessive, but I wasn't finding that feeling that was originally there. Sure, I could recapture it with great stuff like Serial Experiments: Lain and Millenium actress, but that was only for a moment. Eventually, I stopped watching the shows I was downloading, but just grabbed them for the sake of having them. I had to have more. I bought DVD's and didn't watch them. Gradually, over time, I felt my aesthetic become warped. What once was strange and bizarre looking character design became familiar; I sought it out. If I caught a glimpse of an anime style character in real life, I felt a rush; almost as if my hindbrain saw it before I was aware of it. I was visiting a Japanese tea Garden and saw real life schoolgirls in the familiar navy blue fuku uniforms. I was fascinated by them; I was drawn, attracted, but not in a sexual way; it blew my mind to see something in real life that I had before seen only in the abstract. A familiar feeling came through me when I saw them. I felt the same at that moment as when I had first seen Utena, when I had first finished Evangelion. My obsession took a new direction. I bought several sailor fuku uniforms from online retailers. J-list was too expensive and didn't sell in the size I desired. I had to have the legitimate stuff. At first it was satisfying to just look at the uniforms. I would keep them clean, iron them, and hang them up every day. The ritual was soothing to me. Sooner or later I had to do it. I had to wear the uniforms I had treasured. I am proud to report that it took me a few months to break down, to really cross the threshold into utter depravity. After that line had been crossed, though, there was no going back. Tentatively, I started by simply wearing the uniforms around the house. I would wake up very early, before anyone could glimpse at me from outside on the street, and simply do my cleaning and cooking wearing the various uniforms I purchased. I got a matching apron. I would pretend I was getting ready for Japanese High school. Soon, though, wearing the uniform in private was not enough. I purchased a duster trenchcoat and began walking through town wearing my outfit. Nobody knew, and this made me comfortable. But, again, this soon became insufficient to satisfy my obsession. I began stalking this girl I knew, Sarah. I checked out her routines; when she left for work, when she got back, what time she went to bed. At first I furtively ventured into her place with my uniform under my trench coat while she was away. I knew where her spare key was because I had helped her move earlier. Speaking of this, I'm a pretty beefy guy. I weigh around 240-260 pounds, but I'm not that tall. A great friend to have if you need to move. Anyway, gradually, I became more comfortable in her apartment. I started doing stuff like rolling around in her bed, stealing her underwear and putting it in little plastic bags, soforth. As you would expect, I became more and more comfortable doing this, and crossed a line. She came home unexpectedly one day, early from work. Panicked, I hid under the bed in my uniform. Immediately, as she came through the door, she spotted my trench coat. Lying under her bed, the sound of my heavy breathing seemed a thousand times louder than it actually was. I could hear her rooting through the trench coat, and could hear the wrinkling of celophane as she found my empty plastic bags. Thank god they didn't yet have her used underwear in them. I put my sweaty, meaty hands together and prayed. I heard her walking around the apartment. Thankfully, she didn't bring anyone with her. My mind was flashing; the excitement had triggered my epilepsy. Suddenly, I was barraged with memories from my first anime program, revolutionary girl utena. I heard her walking around some more, and then sit down on the bed. I saw her clothes come off and hit the floor in front of me. During this time I was controlling myself and having a minor epileptic fit. I could see transformation sequences from anime programs I had watched. It was all coming together; the near hallucinations, the girl in the bed above me, and most of all, my sweaty fuku uniform. She approached the bathroom and got into the shower. She turned on the water. I was convinced that this was the one moment I had been searching for. This was my chance to cross over into the other world described in Utena; the fabric of reality was thin. I could taste it. In many of my anime programs I had seen the seemingly normal characters, like me, enter into a world of magic and joy. I rolled out from under the bed and bounded into the bathroom. She saw my large form approaching through the glass of the shower and started screaming. I was having epileptic flashes; the screaming sounded just like "KYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH" I was having trouble walking, my steps staggered. I couldn't feel the floor. My meaty hands slammed the shower door open, but she sprayed me with a jet of water. The water triggered another fit and I seized, falling into the bath. She tripped and fell on top of me. As she was screaming and my blood filled the bath, it swirled around reality, and intermingled in my mind. Her screams, the blood, my sweat, the uniform, Japan, schoolgirls, magic, tragedy, terror, and hope all become one to me. For one moment, I could taste it. The anime reality. It was here, like a precious jewel perched between my meaty, sweaty pectorals. And then, gone. SO yeah I like anime.
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# ? Sep 14, 2017 02:00 |
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poverty goat posted:The first anime I ever saw was "Revolutionary Girl Utena" the movie. I was attracted to it because it was bizarre and new. It hit me at a vulnerable time; my father and mother had just been murdered. I became obsessed with the "emptiness inside" theme of the movie, and felt that this related to my life somehow. I watched Evangelion next, and absolutely loved the depressing feeling both of these shows left me with. I am a person who loves depressions; I feel that I am at my most creative and "raw" when utterly depressed. The empty feeling these shows gave me filled me with emotions I wanted to recapture. you win, you're the worst poster
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# ? Sep 14, 2017 02:01 |
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hey guys its me. the worst poster
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# ? Sep 14, 2017 02:03 |
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poverty goat posted:The first anime I ever saw was "Revolutionary Girl Utena" the movie. I was attracted to it because it was bizarre and new. It hit me at a vulnerable time; my father and mother had just been murdered. I became obsessed with the "emptiness inside" theme of the movie, and felt that this related to my life somehow. I watched Evangelion next, and absolutely loved the depressing feeling both of these shows left me with. I am a person who loves depressions; I feel that I am at my most creative and "raw" when utterly depressed. The empty feeling these shows gave me filled me with emotions I wanted to recapture. lol
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# ? Sep 14, 2017 02:31 |
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when elder scrolls oblivion came out I made a song about it and posted it in the oblivion thread
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# ? Sep 14, 2017 02:56 |
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gently caress you i dont need to prove poo poo
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# ? Sep 14, 2017 02:58 |
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I hear it all the time. I guess I just take it for granted.Evil Agita posted:gently caress you i dont need to prove poo poo
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# ? Sep 14, 2017 03:06 |
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Blue Train posted:Posting bad. What's up friend Ah you know, just having a little shitpost. Feels good.
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# ? Sep 14, 2017 03:08 |
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I just played you all actually im a good poster also im rich
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# ? Sep 14, 2017 03:13 |
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CURSES!
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# ? Sep 14, 2017 03:13 |
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I try too hard in most of my posts. I often state useless information in great detail. I try to tell myself that I'm not as bad a poster as I think, but then I see countless gassed threads where I was posting a lot in or was last to post. This has been going on since 2006. All I know is lovely posting
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# ? Sep 14, 2017 03:23 |
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i have very bland white noise posts but i love making lovely posts its my fetish
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# ? Sep 14, 2017 03:25 |
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poster bad so what
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# ? Sep 14, 2017 03:25 |
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# ? Jun 8, 2024 06:05 |
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Sometimes I'll post a (: when I'm merely :|
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# ? Sep 14, 2017 03:29 |