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He would be one of those guys who posts giant walls of text and has a really pretentious signature. He would also probably be a mod, have a really high post count, and be involved in IRC circlejerks.
>>298 I don't think the little part is really medically possible right now. Also I said I was leaving, autism-quotes-kun.
>>297 this is not an issue of the "real world". You can only truly become the little girl in your mind.
A function for ghosts.
(`DL) Why did you create a whole new thread for this?
(£ίtί)£ WHY do you continue to buy Chinese merchandise if it bothers you?
(£ίtί)£ WHY do I look different from what I was copy-pasted from?
Κ(ಠϋuಠΚ╬) YOU FIRST MUFUGGA!
(`DL) WHY doesn't my grout and look better after spending hours cleaning it with a toothbrush and harsh chemicals?
(`DL) WHY must Michael Bay ruin good 1980s cartoons? WHAT cartoon is he going to ruin after TMNT? HOW can I protect He-Man and the Thundercats from his bullshit?
(£ίDί)£ WHY is it called Shonen Sunday if it comes out on Wednesday?!?!?!??!
(`DL) WHY is my precious rocket ship drifting off into deep space? WHY am I reaching you at the coordinates of the abandoned space station? WHYYYYY? WHYYYYY? WHYYYYY?
>>897 I thought 8chan was a few years older than October 2013, and was something to do with W.T. Snacks?
The new 8chan is unrelated to the one Snacks made, I think. They're actually kind of mad because Snacks is still sitting on the "8chan.net" domain, or something.
I only accept the one that Snacks owns, .net one. As for that new board, I'm surprised that everyone considers it such a new and fresh thing, whilst a similar get-your-own project came into existence years ago after so called "Exodus".
There were a number of 2ch clones that let you make your own board for free, why it's suddenly popular again is only thanks to the political climate around this perticular implementation really.
Speaking of which it's funny to see Shii commenting on 8chan and gamergate's WP pages as a sysop.
Where? I didn't see that.
Well, there was Wakaba at the time and hardly anything else publicly available, but soon enough PHP-based software was written and people began making their own little boards all across the web. There was one project that allowed everyone to make a sub-board.
I suppose these days 4chan is overpopulated and the idea of smaller communities is relevant again. Plus some part in its popularity played that "gamergate" controversy (which I don't follow and couldn't be bothered to read correspondent section on 8chan's WP page), still I believe that neither the board nor its creator are of any notability.
In the beginning I am running in the forest naked as fast as I can, as if I'm escaping from something. I encounter big swarms of aggressive bees recklessly stinging me on the road but it doesn't stop me. Then I get to a branch and realize that all but one of the stings were actually nails. Strangely, those nails are actually reversed, pointing up with the head inside my skin.
Suddenly, an empty cinema room. I'm standing there, examining the only one of those stings that isn't a nail, and vomitting on it in order to neutralize the poison. The nails are expulsed out of my skin, the scars and the vomit disappear, I take a seat, and people start getting inside the room.
The film starts, and I know even before its beginning it's a sequel to a show I really like (Kaamelott). But that film is fucking terrible, and the only scene I remember is some guy running ejecting nails out of his skin.
Suddenly, I'm in a medieval Europe-styled market next to the forest and a railroad. Someone is with me and goes on the railroad. I tell that person what ey's doing is dangerous and ey comes back. I look at an arcade game in the market and decide to play it. The screen shows a cylindric tower slightly to the left in front of a blue sky with a few clouds, and there are ghosts with their tongues out represented exactly by the same sprite as in the Touhou games for PC-98.
And then I wake up.
Today I have dreamt that I'd stroll through a huge shopping mall.
When suddenly a businessman, obviously in a hurry but so determined and steeled by many years of doing business appeared professional, if not even slightly unfriendly. He said he's in dire need of an USB stick and if I had one to give to him.
I said i ahve one, but it's 32GB and filled with data, save 1 GB. I appealed to him not to go through my data, although I know, I said, that he could still do it. I wrote my email address on a piece of paper while saying: I am not from here, so you'll have to mail it to me. Doing you a favour I hope for a kind return. incidentally I am a student and looking for part-time work in entry-level engineering or business, if he could offer him something?
I gave him the stick and my email-paper. He complained that the "i" dot was too far to the right to be readable and quickly walked to some stairs upward, presumably where he'd do business of some kind.
Then I dreamed that I'd accompany a friend to an interview. I'd wait in a room with other people, reading a magazine. I wore a marriage ring, but even though it was a dream I knew that I only wore it to project some maturity, success in life and to shield myself from being chatted up by young people. My friend than entered the waiting room and told me he wants to show me something: it was a new poster with his face on the side and a silly quote he made during the interview. Above it "We congratualte our newest colleague for joining our team!". I found it to be a funny gesture. Then a medical doctor approached us, saying he'd like to discuss the results with my friend. I said I'd wait for him downstairs.
I was part of some project to colonize the sea floor and everything looked kind of like that underwater level on Manaan in Knights of the Old Republic, and then something about Koreans and some kind of alarm was going off. I dunno, I woke up halfway through it.
What if his dream continued without him? All the Koreans standing around in expensive costumes looking nervously for a prompter. "He woke up, what do we do now?" "Can we just reuse the backdrop for the next one?" "Maybe he'll come back, just wait a few more minutes." "Somebody, turn off that alarm!"
I dreamed that a female friend of mine was tickling me. She was wearing a skirt and after she successfully tickled/wrestled me to the floor, I noticed she wasn't wearing any underwear (or very skimpy one, maybe a micro-string) and I think I began to press my face into her vagoo.
I woke up before it escalated.
An attractive blond young woman cuddled with me. I held on her waist, which felt wonderful through the soft and fluffy plastic sweater she was wearing.
I was driving down a four-lane street. Suddenly I found I had to make a left down a side street, but I was in the right lane of my side of the road. Instead of waiting to pass or proceeding down the street and making a u-turn, I cut straight across the left lane and ran into the fronts of two other cars. I ripped the hood off of one somehow.
After considering whether I should just drive off, I stopped and got out, thinking things would go badly for me if I just left. The confrontation with the other drivers went badly. They weren't yelling at me or anything, as you'd expect in real life. In the case ofthe couple driving one of the cars I'd hit, the husband was silent, and his wife (who I judged was the one driving) seemed weirdly delighted that I'd sideswiped her. She started talking about how I'd be paying for her next home improvement and her daughter's college tuition. I started really fuming at her and told her that, if I did have to pay for anything, it sure as hell wouldn't extend beyond the damage to her car.
After that I woke up. I was still almost yelling as I awoke and was throwing my fists and arms in the air. It took me a few seconds to realize I hadn't really gotten into an accident.
> What if his dream continued
The dream collapses in a stupidly overblown way like in Inception and all the korean people drown to death.
I had a really weird dream where I was watching a movie in the cinema and then it stopped and some cute girls that sat nearby performed a musical act from it on stage (???) and then they were wearing cute fursuits (partial: heads, gloves, boots – ?!) and then some other fursuitters joined (full suits?!?!) and then the movie resumed and I complimented those girls as they returned to their seats. Then I was walking down the street in my hometown, drinking a green coloured soda drink in a transparent bottle through a straw. I sat down on some railing. Then I met a German guy who turned out to be Japanese and he had a fursuit packed in a slim (?!) backpack.
I used to. E flat horn, motherfuckers! I also understand keyboard, but not enough to really actually play. I'm more of a composer now though, but I still remember how to finger Star Wars.
You could try spreading them out across multiple rooms, or make them blend in better by placing them each inside tastefully arranged little dioramas.
The response to >>500 fell through the cracks of reality, far beyond the limits of our humble understanding.
How do you feel about Lovecraft's work, and fiction in that style generally?
Unfortunately, everywhere that I've lived so far has had extremely bad light pollution, so I haven't had much of a chance. On the few occasions that I've been stargazing somewhere where I can actually see anything, I've rather enjoyed it, especially things like watching meteor showers or seeing the ISS pass overhead. I don't know the first thing about recognising constellations or such, though.
When was the last time you went to a protest/demonstration/public march, and what was it in aid of?
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Modern history, also referred to as the modern period or the modern era, is the historiographical approach to the timeframe after the post-classical era (known as the Middle Ages).
"Jungle bunny" redirects here. For literal rabbits living in a rainforest, see Sumatran Striped Rabbit.
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Thank you and fuck you for hitting me like a truck with nostalgia. Those were the days.
Last night I stayed with my girlfriend at her parents' house, and I dreamt that I was having sex with someone, and I could push a button and my sexual partner changed through different people, and I flicked through until it was a fat old granny, and I was pumping away then I woke up and realised I'd ejaculated in my girlfriend's parents' guest bed.
My lame confession is that I purposely derailed the grinding noises thread for a few posts with that free software argument just to see how our beloved maim master would incorporate it into the story.
It's moustache with beard – so it isn't that "your quiet weird neighbour" thing – but biting the former is much easier, it's like biting your upper lip... and then pushing down the upper lip.
Lame confession: I constantly pose as other people on anonymous boards just so I am able to post what I deem as witty replies in their stead. I can't help it.
Lame confession: Sometimes I use the "ITT the previous poster is a nerd" to confirm my nerdiness.
>>191 Shave your beard. Little girls with beards are not cute.
I meant beards but yeah bears are pretty moe too
Today I made out with my mirror image while masturbating.
I made this guy:
>>8 installed f.lux so that he could easily keep track of whether it is night time or day time.
>>14 gets angry when his mother comes into his room to change the shit bucket.
(₯ิ_₯ิ)Α-̾ Another quality DQN thread left to rot. So sad.
Oh, it's on now
( LΦ`) It actually works, you know. I and Bigfoot stole Hitler's UFO from the Nazi bases in the Hollow Earth and we saw the heat death of the universe, then we did a u-turn and came back to the Big Bang and turned what would otherwise have become the third Magellanic Cloud into a charged rotating black hole with a cylindrical core five thousand light-years long.
( LΦ`) Oh, I was born about ten billion years ago,
And there's nothin' in this world that I don't know;
I saw Peter, Paul and Moses,
And I'll whup the guy what says it isn't so.
( E-E) The idea of Grandpa being ten billion years old is the least implausible thing in this thread, frighteningly enough.
( LΦ`) Oh, me name, it is Sam Hall, chimney sweep, chimney sweep
( LΦ`) Oh, me name, it is Sam Hall, chimney sweep
( LΦ`) Oh, me name, it is Sam Hall
( LΦ`) And I hate you one and all
( LΦ`) And I hate you one and all, damn your eyes
I've been cross-referencing stuff from the backup of Everything Shii Knows, old 4-ch archives and the wiki located on world2ch.org, and it's all amazing to me. An entire internet world that existed before I ever had a computer and no one even knows about. I mean shit, even Eternal September and the Meow Wars and other usenet garbage have some recognition today. You google world2ch and you find almost nothing.
The few sources we do have for this period of internet culture history are Shii and 0047, so now I'm asking are these guys still around? Can anyone confirm seeing them anywhere, really?
Shii often comes to my house for pizza, but sometimes I don't have any pizza so he pulls his hat brim down and moseys on down the track to somewhere that does have pizza
Oh okay then. So if I wanna bring him out all I need is some pizza?
Yes. Leave pizzas outside for them. Sometimes they want them days old, so just leave the old ones there too. Let them pile up, even when health officials tell you to stop. Start doing it again after you get out of jail for defying the local authorities. Do it until you've bankrupted yourself buying pizzas and paying for legal fees and city fines. You never know when they'll show up. It might be that day before you're forcibly evicted or committed to a mental institution! Stick with it! They'll be there, I promise!
Shii's in Japan, making a name for himself in the field of pseudoscience. He has his own blog about ancient japanese bullshit. 0037 hangs around on his own BBS at world2ch.org
You mean theology? He's probably using it to find a cute miko bride. Can't blame him.
Where is that funny upbeat guy, Sparky... err, Sparky4? If my memory still serves me, he had a webserver on some ancient computer and ftp access to a floppy drive.
And that MILKRIBS guy, he have found my private little textboard where I wrestled with Kareha a bit once.
Man, and all other named and nameless users? How many of them are still alive?
It's not theology. It's something else.
As for the others, I'm sure they're alive. If you call this living...