1 Name: (*ﾟーﾟ) : 1993-09-9648 10:43 [No]
There's one thing that I want to ask you.
Please remember #1, who disappeared after building the crap thread,
even on occasion.
701 Name: vc: inyurd : 1993-09-9973 08:53 [No]
I drank water made from human feces. Here’s an update on the machine that produced that water:
702 Name: ( ´_ゝ`) : 1993-09-9974 04:27 [No]
A safe and effective COVID-19 vaccine arrived in Tennessee this week. You may have heard claims about the COVID-19 vaccine on social media or from people in your life. Let’s set the record straight on myths circulating about the COVID-19 vaccine.
Fiction: The COVID-19 vaccines were developed using fetal tissue
Fact: NO vaccines are developed using fetal tissue. Some vaccines are developed using cell cultures, but current mRNA COVID-19 vaccines were not developed in that way.
Fiction: The COVID-19 vaccine will alter my DNA
Fact: The current COVID-19 vaccines are messenger RNA (mRNA) vaccines. mRNA is not able to change a person’s genetic makeup (DNA). The COVID-19 vaccines give a “recipe” to the body that is used for a short time to make a protein that is found on the virus that causes COVID-19. The body sees that protein doesn’t belong, makes antibodies to the protein, and when the body someday sees the virus it remembers the protein and knows to destroy it.
Fiction: The COVID-19 vaccine can cause infertility in women.
Fact: There is no information to support this claim and no reason why the vaccines would cause infertility.
Fiction: The government is issuing a card to prove someone has received a vaccine which will exempt people from mask and distancing requirements.
Fact: There is no card given to verify who receives the vaccine. A reminder appointment card with vaccine information is given to people when they receive the first dose to let them know which vaccine they received and when to get their second dose.
Fiction: The COVID-19 vaccine was developed to control the general public through microchip tracking.
Fact: There is no vaccine “microchip.” The vaccine will not track people or gather personal information for a database.
We hope this clears up some of the misconceptions currently circulating. For more frequently asked questions, visit our Vaccine page.
703 Name: ( ´_ゝ`) : 1993-09-9974 06:32 [No]
Almost all these pursuits of chance [i.e., of human industry] produce something useful to society. But there are some which produce nothing, and endanger the well-being of the individuals engaged in them or of others depending on them. Such are games with cards, dice, billiards, etc. And although the pursuit of them is a matter of natural right, yet society, perceiving the irresistible bent of some of its members to pursue them, and the ruin produced by them to the families depending on these individuals, consider it as a case of insanity, quoad hoc, step in to protect the family and the party himself, as in other cases of insanity, infancy, imbecility, etc., and suppress the pursuit altogether, and the natural right of following it. There are some other games of chance, useful on certain occasions, and injurious only when carried beyond their useful bounds. Such are insurances, lotteries, raffles, etc. These they do not suppress, but take their regulation under their own discretion.
704 Name: ( ´_ゝ`) : 1993-09-9974 23:15 [No]
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705 Name: ( ´_ゝ`) : 1993-09-9975 02:35 [No]
>>766
>Nice pasta
Funny.
>kill the last few good places on the internet
A single zoomer? not likely. I've posted here on other threads and you fags never seethed like this before. I don't have the exact intention to destroy this place anyway, go after the emoji spammer for that.
>go back to social media.
No. Every gatekeeping faggot thinks I was born yesterday and flock to social media. Hey news flash dumbass! Why am I on here? to shitpost? Please, if I was here to shitpost I would've left to another shitchan/shit-ch the second you hive mind fuckers told me the same line of "go back to social media" or "muh internet culture is so precious! don't touch!"
>>765
>Normalfag zoomers spotted get the fuck out.
Again, i've posted here before and been here for months and you couldn't spot a zoomer if your moms next paycheck depended on it.
706 Name: ( ´_ゝ`) : 1993-09-9975 03:16 [No]
707 Name: ( ´_ゝ`) : 1993-09-9975 12:05 [No]
>i've posted here before and been here for months
That's nothing
708 Name: ( ´_ゝ`) : 1993-09-9975 13:11 [No]
this game let me live my wildest sexual fantasies of having a job and someone who actually loves me
709 Name: ( ´_ゝ`) : 1993-09-9975 15:11 [No]
Perhaps a website named Money Cougar isn't the best source for reliable royal family news.
710 Name: ( ´_ゝ`) : 1993-09-9975 15:27 [No]
>Nope, I already fit in. As stated before I've made posts on multiple boards and threads, without being a complete zoomer,
Just because you know how to blend in doesn't mean you belong here your generation ruins almost everything it touches and has 0 respect for actual internet culture and has this smug arrogant attitude of oh i automatically belong here because le meme site which i hate about your generation you need to lurk for months or even years before posting newfag also what the hell makes you think a kid fits in with 20 30 year old adults? you don't because there is a huge generational difference there.
>hanging out with my own peers? too bad, none of them care about text board culture, nor ever heard of such thing.
Trust me kid you will be better off hanging out with kids your own age you will regret it when you're older don't hang around 20 and 30 something year old failures who stick around on sites like this because we miss a long gone era.
711 Name: ( ´_ゝ`) : 1993-09-9976 07:48 [No]
Categories: 1988 births | American agnostics | American anti-communists | American anti-fascists | American people of Cuban descent | American social democrats | Bisexual men | LGBT people from Nebraska | LGBT YouTubers | Living people | People from Omaha, Nebraska | Twitch (service) streamers | University of Nebraska alumni | Utilitarians | StarCraft II players | Male YouTubers
712 Name: ( ´_ゝ`) : 1993-09-9976 18:52 [No]
Posted by OutofOrder on 20th August 2020, 01:58
Due to recent abuse of our services, anonymous map uploading has temporarily been disabled. Only registered users will be able to submit new maps.
713 Name: ( ´_ゝ`) : 1993-09-9977 00:59 [No]
714 Name: ( ´_ゝ`) : 1993-09-9977 01:43 [No]
715 Name: ( ´_ゝ`) : 1993-09-9979 14:31 [No]
Charlie levied a fine of £2000 and demanded 1,000 pairs of shoes within twenty-four hours. Highlanders were actually stopping people in the streets and taking their shoes from them. To make matters worse there weren't 1,000 pairs of shoes in the district.
716 Name: ( ´_ゝ`) : 1993-09-9979 19:52 [No]
"The hypothalamus plays a major role in the regulation of... the so called "Four F's": Fighting, Fleeing, Feeding, and Mating." - W. Weiten
717 Name: ( ´_ゝ`) : 1993-09-9979 20:08 [No]
@here Hey guys i want to wish you all a merry christmas. Discord is full of copypasted christmas messages, that people don't even read and just forward to other servers. I don't like that. I like to write what i deeply wish and what comes from my heart. Our friendships, from the most deep ones to the most virtual ones are very important and will never be represented by a simple message copied from elsewhere. This being said I would like to thank all of you. You are the best hockey team i've ever played with. A big hug, John.
718 Name: ( ´_ゝ`) : 1993-09-9979 21:23 [No]
Copyrights
? communist youth league of china 1
? fate/grand order 135k
? fate (series) 204k
719 Name: ( ´_ゝ`) : 1993-09-9981 07:51 [No]
Chicago House was invented by gay black dudes in Chicago's southside in the mid 80s. It is almost inadvertently responsible for nearly 1/3 of all the music on this entire guide, and it is 90% of the reason why you have even heard of electronic music at all. These stats are irrefutable.
720 Name: ( ´_ゝ`) : 1993-09-9981 11:36 [No]
>almost inadvertently responsible
Almost...
721 Name: ( ´_ゝ`) : 1993-09-9981 13:03 [No]
When my priest was level 40-ish back in Vanilla, I was visiting the priest trainer in the Stormwind cathedral when I was approached by a couple who asked if I would marry them. Imagine being in the middle of a quest chain and suddenly you spend the next half hour officiating a wedding with about 50 participants filling a cathedral, and you'll get an idea what playing on and old RP server was like.
722 Name: ( ´_ゝ`) : 1993-09-9982 05:06 [No]
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YEAH RIGHT
723 Name: ( ´_ゝ`) : 1993-09-9982 05:11 [No]
724 Name: ( ´_ゝ`) : 1993-09-9982 05:16 [No]
725 Name: ( ´_ゝ`) : 1993-09-9982 07:47 [No]
The dish appears like a transparent raindrop, although it has also been compared to breast implants and jellyfish.
726 Name: vc: unite : 1993-09-9983 14:31 [No]
>>721
That sounds kinda fun. Makes the world feel alive.
727 Name: ( ´_ゝ`) : 1993-09-9983 15:25 [No]
The ape is simply not there; this is Feldman’s ape, the mythic meme-ape, the ape as empty signifier. Its differential nature is expressed not as a relation between signifiers but as one between ‘Harmbe’ and the systematicity of the signifying system itself. As Laclau points out, however, the outside which is from within the system constituted as ‘pure negativity, pure threat to the system’ is in fact ‘the simple principle of positivity – pure being.’ Hrambe therefore eventually comes to signify the immanent positivity of ironic superimposition; performatively, in its discursive rather than semiological meaning, it is invoked to signify the presence of an irony – itself an empty signifier.
728 Name: ( ´_ゝ`) : 1993-09-9983 15:29 [No]
729 Name: ( ´_ゝ`) : 1993-09-9984 01:10 [No]
>>728 I had a weird urge the other day to play UT2004 but did something else instead, that would have spooked me if I had played it
730 Name: ( ´_ゝ`) : 1993-09-9984 08:32 [No]
A Mystery Solving Gang Divided is set at Gettysburg where there are phantom civil war zombie ghosts; that one's a crossover with the Australian version of Scooby-Doo, the Funky Phantom Crew (who has their own Revolutionary War ghost as part of the team), and also where the ghost of Abraham Lincoln teaches us all the importance of teamwork.
Other than that, there's multiple people named Beauregard:
A Night of Fright is No Delight (Colonel Beauregard Sanders, dressed as Confederacy but due to internal story evidence probably not an actual Civil War veteran)
Scooby-Doo Meets the Boo Brothers (Uncle Beauregard, Confederacy)
Showboat Scooby (Colonel Beauregard, Confederacy)
and also
Scooby-Doo on Zombie Island (Colonel Jackson T. Pettigrew, Confederacy, although there's a bunch of former Union and Confederate soldiers that are now werecats)
Big Scare in the Big Easy: Caleb Leland (Confederacy) and Jed Leland (Union)
ADD: totally forgot in the 1981 episode Scooby's Roots we find out the Scooby's great-great grandfather fought in the Civil War. I am not clear if it Union or Confederate, though.
731 Name: ( ´_ゝ`) : 1993-09-9984 22:00 [No]
In editing levels, if two or more blue moving platforms collide, the tiles that overlap will disappear. Furthermore, if Cosmo stands anywhere on any one of these platforms when they collide, he will literally be deleted from the level, and the game engine will treat him as if he had died or fallen off the bottom of the screen, restarting the level over again.
732 Name: ( ´_ゝ`) : 1993-09-9986 22:49 [No]
Tokyo: 1 dead, 8 others hospitalized after choking on mochi cakes
733 Name: ( ´_ゝ`) : 1993-09-9987 18:29 [No]
Nike was "crossing the very fine line between having an impact and biting the hand that creates tomorrow's heroes."
734 Name: ( ´_ゝ`) : 1993-09-9988 00:18 [No]
This is a combination of most of GoodNES 3.23b, NonGoodNES + various others. This one is the .nes files.
GoodSet seems to like 'renaming' things. This mostly means, "make it so the English-speakers can continue to fail to understand the file names." This results in said geniuses deciding to Google-Translate hack titles instead of leaving them alone or writing them in Romaji or whatever while also being too lazy to copy/paste the original hack title so it results in lol-code or "SMB hack (help to rename them) 069". I did rename it, it's in the original Kanji. It's much easier to find where something actually came from when you can copy/paste a file name, but they don't care.
They also think it's a good idea to add headerless NES ROMs that don't work properly in any emulator of value. Feel free to relocate anything in the CancerFam archive and upload them to their NonGood "Undatted" section or somewhere else. This one may still have some in it as well. The FDS files have a mix of headerless and headered since it doesn't really matter. Gotta love that: "We'll archive worthless overdumps that take up space, but Gawd Forbid they have a header and actually work. We like to 'fix' what isn't broken."
If you want to get something done, do it yourself and don't bother treating any of them like some kind of respectable authority, especially when No-Intro thinks they're doing the world a favor by archiving all the low-quality licensed garbage like LJN and most of the Atari 2600 like Custer's Revenge, even unlicensed shit like Action-52, but not Battle Kid, Somari or anything else. Feel free to hijack this and call it whatever you want. You don't have to treat these "sets" like some sort of holy grail you're not allowed to alter without permission.
"We archive all hacks!"
"I hacked it to add a header."
"UNACCEPTABLE! PURE ROMS ONLY!"
I can change nothing but add "DiskDude" to the end of the ROM, they'll add it, call it an "overdump" and archive it with glee, but how dare I alter the beginning of it.
Overdump = more than what's necessary.
Underdump = headerless NES garbage.
Ever hear of the simple preservationist tale of archiving it the way you found it?
What a genius concept, mah boi. Cowering & his circlejerkers can take their shitware and choke themselves with it. It's not hard to keep a headered and headerless set, jackass.
Generic software used:
Duplicate Cleaner Pro
ROM Hasher
WinMerge
DeheadEmAll 1.5.0.0 (to check them against the CancerSet: it currently doesn't scan ".NES" files, only ".nes", etc. and crashes if a ROM is set to Read-Only. Absolute Geniuses.)
Inferiority not used (& never will):
GoodTools
GoodMerge
735 Name: ( ´_ゝ`) : 1993-09-9988 00:32 [No]
/script DEFAULT_CHAT_FRAME:AddMessage("\124cffffffff\124Hitem:4538:0:0:0:0:0:0:0:0\124h[Snapvine Watermelon]\124h\124r");
736 Name: ( ´_ゝ`) : 1993-09-9988 21:32 [No]
Will Erika's therapy save Tom Cruise's marriage?
737 Name: ( ´_ゝ`) : 1993-09-9989 10:25 [No]
Once the car lights flash on you, your cloth reflects the lights back to the driver. Car drivers will notice your existance and be careful not to drive near you. It greatly reduces the risk of accident during night running.
738 Name: ( ´_ゝ`) : 1993-09-9989 21:12 [No]
Whilst the game doesn't show the boulder and him standing directly in one shot, the boulder appears to be approximately 2.5 his height in diameter. According to the Resident Evil wikia, Chris is between 181cm and 185cm in height (apparently this varies between games), so we'll call him 183cm tall, meaning that the boulder has a diameter of 457.5cm. Using the standard formula for the volume of a sphere (assuming that the boulder was fully spherical and didn't have the cracked and raised surface), the boulder has an approximate volume of 50.14m3. The most common type of rock formed from lava that cools quickly is Basalt, which has a colour similar to the boulder that he is pushing. Basalt has a density of approximately 2.74g per cm3 or 2740kg per m3 therefore giving the boulder a mass of (2740x50.14) 137383.6kg. Assuming that friction is irrelevant and he accelerates the object at a rate of 1ms-2, the force required to move the object would be 137383.6N. Obviously, when friction is taken into account, this would be higher. Whilst I can't find data for the heaviest thing ever pushed, the heaviest lift ever appears to have been a 523.8kg weight, meaning the force required to lift it was greater than (523.8x9.81) 5138.5N. This would make Chris approximately (137383/5138.5) 26.73 times stronger than the strongest man in the world (ignoring friction).
739 Name: ( ´_ゝ`) : 1993-09-9989 22:50 [No]
One example was former admin Squeeks's comments from a September 1993 recording that: "The Elitist Superstructure, which I attend from time to time―it is the most faggy goddamned thing you could ever imagine."[9][10][11][12][13][14][15]
740 Name: ( ´_ゝ`) : 1993-09-9989 23:53 [No]
741 Name: ( ´_ゝ`) : 1993-09-9990 01:15 [No]
742 Name: ( ´_ゝ`) : 1993-09-9990 10:30 [No]
Monitor Container registry events
743 Name: ( ´_ゝ`) : 1993-09-9990 17:14 [No]
744 Name: ( ´_ゝ`) : 1993-09-9990 22:18 [No]
hey quick question why are you making other people look at this? like why did you think this was a necessary thing to show anyone else other than yourself? please keep this horrible thing locked away as your little secret for the rest of time. thanks
745 Name: ( ´_ゝ`) : 1993-09-9991 04:56 [No]
“Thank god for oil companies” I wheeze, my lungs clogged w diesel particulates as the planet burns around me
746 Name: ( ´_ゝ`) : 1993-09-9991 08:37 [No]
747 Name: ( ´_ゝ`) : 1993-09-9991 09:38 [No]
748 Name: ( ´_ゝ`) : 1993-09-9991 14:19 [No]
Nope! I had to have my nips removed in 2019, so my teeth are older
749 Name: ( ´_ゝ`) : 1993-09-9991 18:16 [No]
Yeah we're committing massive treason but at least we're not looting a Target.
750 Name: ( ´_ゝ`) : 1993-09-9991 19:23 [No]
“To be clear, the District of Columbia is not requesting other federal law enforcement personnel and discourages any additional deployment without immediate notification to, and consultation with, MPD if such plans are underway,” Bowser wrote in a letter to acting U.S. Attorney General Jeffrey Rosen, acting Secretary of Defense Chris Miller, and Secretary of the Army Ryan D. McCarthy.
According to Bowser, D.C.’s Metropolitan Police Department in coordination with the U.S. Park Police, Capitol Police, and Secret Sevice were well-equipped to handle whatever problems could come up during the Trump rallies planned for Wednesday.
“The District of Columbia Government has not requested personnel from any other federal law enforcement agencies,” she continued. “To avoid confusion, we ask that any request for additional assistance be coordinated using the same process and procedures.”
751 Name: ( ´_ゝ`) : 1993-09-9991 20:41 [No]
I may be 15, but I know this tab is 100% right. Rate if ya want to.
The Darkness- Men What Do Rock, Baby...
752 Name: ( ´_ゝ`) : 1993-09-9991 23:23 [No]
How will history remember the siege at the Capitol?
Lawmakers have tense exchange on House floor
Adorable trio of otters slide across frozen pond in Maine
Horses adorably play in the snow
Husky adorably frolics through the snow
Members of Trump Cabinet discussing invoking 25th Amendment
753 Name: ( ´_ゝ`) : 1993-09-9992 13:17 [No]
The screenshot from this episode that went viral in January 2021 is not a “prediction.”
For one, robots have not taken over the United States, lava isn’t pouring up from the ground, and the vast majority of the population is not stationed on their roofs with guns. The “Simpsons” was not predicting the future. Rather, this clip feels more like an extreme “warning” about what could happen if people decided not to exercise their right to vote.
754 Name: ( ´_ゝ`) : 1993-09-9992 13:55 [No]
Guys please shut the fuck up about stupid shit, just remember the love you have for Astolfo. Being an incel is being a shit tier human being, and it shows that you guys really have nothing better to do with your lives than bait. Just appreciate cute boy, okay?
755 Name: ( ´_ゝ`) : 1993-09-9992 20:06 [No]
الموت لإسرائيل ، الموت لأمريكا
756 Name: ( ´_ゝ`) : 1993-09-9992 23:53 [No]
count on Wednesday , January 6 . He did not bring any of the guns pictured here with him into the building but he was carrying his taser gun . Although according to his family he did not go to Washington to take part in any rioting but to be a witness to history , he apparently got caught up in the moment
Seeing a painting of longtime House Speaker Thomas P " Tip " O'Neill , Mr . Greeson sought to steal the painting in the midst of the chaos . Placing his taser between his thighs in order to reach with both arms to remove the painting from the wall , he tensed his leg muscles in a manner which caused the weapon , by this time quite unfortunately aimed at his nutsack , to accidentally discharge . The muscle contractions prompted by his tasing himself in the scrotum caused the weapon to remain between his legs and to repeatedly discharge at point blank range in the direction of his manpouch , ultimately causing him to go into cardiac arrest , fall limply to the marble floor of the hallowed halls of Congress , and ultimately to expire.
To summarize , Mr Greeson died as a result of a heart attack caused by his tasing himself repeatedly in the balls while attempting to steal a painting of Tip
757 Name: ( ´_ゝ`) : 1993-09-9993 05:57 [No]
758 Name: ( ´_ゝ`) : 1993-09-9993 13:57 [No]
759 Name: ( ´_ゝ`) : 1993-09-9994 05:58 [No]
760 Name: ( ´_ゝ`) : 1993-09-9994 12:46 [No]
The White House on Thursday named Thomas Storch as a new senior trade adviser, ... cancer and hypertension and an extremely high number of trauma cases, ... Industrial Power Electronics (End-Use) Global Market Estimates & Forecasts in ...
761 Name: ( ´_ゝ`) : 1993-09-9994 13:42 [No]
762 Name: ( ´_ゝ`) : 1993-09-9995 00:49 [No]
“Headed to DC with a (s—-) ton of 5.56 armor-piercing ammo,” he texted friends and relatives on Jan. 6, adding a purple devil emoji, according to court filings.
763 Name: ( ´_ゝ`) : 1993-09-9995 01:40 [No]
764 Name: ( ´_ゝ`) : 1993-09-9996 03:15 [No]
765 Name: sageru.org : 1993-09-9996 07:36 [No]
766 Name: ( ´_ゝ`) : 1993-09-9996 08:08 [No]
sweden
bursting ass
list of dragon ball characters
767 Name: ( ´_ゝ`) : 1993-09-9996 16:02 [No]
768 Name: ( ´_ゝ`) : 1993-09-9996 17:00 [No]
770 Name: ( ´_ゝ`) : 1993-09-9996 19:43 [No]
771 Name: ( ´_ゝ`) : 1993-09-9996 21:27 [No]
772 Name: ( ´_ゝ`) : 1993-09-9997 10:32 [No]
773 Name: vc: mo (AL-05) : 1993-09-9998 04:02 [No]
Cheating Divorce Scandal Any% Speedrun
774 Name: ( ´_ゝ`) : 1993-09-9999 00:43 [No]
775 Name: ( ´_ゝ`) : 1993-09-9999 08:31 [No]
Australian authorities investigate the case of 'Joe the Pigeon' who could be euthanized after being deemed a biosecurity risk
776 Name: ( ´_ゝ`) : 1993-09-10000 07:18 [No]
"Oh ... everything's white."
"Are you awake, Kumiko?"
"Yes ... who are you? Am I ... dead?"
"Not yet. But you are dying. I'm sorry."
She was missing her right leg. The feeling was going in her left one. But it
didn't seem to bother her. The man that held her remaining hand had a gentle,
reassuring grip. Around them was nothing, unending white.
"Ah! Are you God?"
"No, I'm a bit more like ... Death."
"... oh. Where am I? How did I get here?"
"This was your bedroom, actually."
"Eh? There's nothing. Where are all my things? Where are all the
walls?"
"They crumbled away, and then they disappeared. Just like you are
now."
"Mama? Papa? Hana-nee?"
"They disappeared too."
"Onii ... chan
..?"
"..."
"He can't be gone! He can't be!"
"I'm really very sorry."
"No ..."
"..."
"No ... go away, this is just a bad dream, just a bad dream, just a
-"
"Do you know .... you're right. This is a dream. It's a kind of
dream."
"Heh?"
"But you're not the one who is dreaming. This is someone else's
dream."
Kumiko blinked continuously and waited patiently for
clarity. She could no longer feel the man's touch, not because he had let go,
but because her arm had receded past his grip. Her arms and legs were just
little stumps now, and still fading.
It never got easier for the man to tell people the truth about their world,
about themselves. Especially these types. Humans liked coming up with
constructs that could produce the most heartrending reactions. Finally he
spoke.
"Do you know what happens to ideas that have been forgotten? They
disappear. They die."
"Death-san?"
He wished she wouldn't call him that.
"Most ideas don't live for more than a second. Not so long ago, before
writing, recording ideas was a verbal tradition, songs and verse. Everyone
here, all the myths and legends, would be shifting and changing their shape
with every telling. But now everyone records everything in pristine
reproducible digital and gives it to everyone. Hardly anything gets forgotten,
and some ideas last a very long time."
Kumiko wondered where he was going with this. Not
noticing her arms and legs were completely gone. The fading continued. Where
her torso stopped and where the endless white began became indistinct, but the
white was winning.
"You lasted about five years. Pretty good run, actually. Well done!"
"I'm ... an idea?"
"For a short spell in the early 1990s, Amano Tetsuya wrote over thirty
dating simulation games for the personal computer. You are Sakaki
Kumiko, a character in Love Rhombus, one of
his earlier works."
"I don't understand ..."
"You were designed to be the devoted little sister of the player
character. You would cook for him, clean up after him, and be envious of the
girl that eventually stole his heart. Being a good Christian sort, Amano did
not let your elder brother's relationship with you go beyond the occasional
romantic undercurrent."
At this Kumiko blushed deeply.
"I love my onii-chan, but not in that -"
"But undercurrents were not enough for the target demographic of the game.
Kumiko, they all wanted to fuck you."
777 Name: ( ´_ゝ`) : 1993-09-10000 07:25 [No]
778 Name: ( ´_ゝ`) : 1993-09-10000 07:31 [No]
She looked away, her face a mixture of confusion and embarrassment.
"The market was soon flooded with games that allowed the player to be with
his little sister. Word got around the bulletin boards that Love Rhombus
did not include such an ending. The game was unpopular. Largely pirated.
Largely irretrievably deleted. Even Amano forgot about it in the deluge of
sister-fuck games he himself feverishly shat out after the failure of Rhombus."
"Are you saying I'm not ... not real?"
"You are imaginary. So when it is no longer possible for you to exist in
anyone's imagination, when everyone has forgotten you, you will disappear. You
will die."
"I don't believe –"
"Look at yourself. Have you seen your own body?"
She looked down and saw only white.
Just a head. Just a head and fading.
The man looked into the distance and narrowed his eyes in concentration, as if
focusing on someone far away. He broke it off momentarily to report.
"Fifteen minutes ago a pathetic young man in America just played the last
digital copy of Love Rhombus. All the hard copies have been trashed or
have decayed. Upon completing it he realised he could
not have you and uninstalled it in disgust."
"Oh."
"His memory of you and the game is the last trace of you and your world in
reality. Everyone else has forgotten you. He has begun to. This process
typically takes anywhere between –"
He concentrated again.
"His Rozen Maiden dollsex torrent has completed and he is now masturbating as
if he is trying to start a fire. You do not have long."
She let his words lap up against her, seemingly totally content as she gazed
headlong into the white.
"Your brother ... doesn't concern you anymore?" he asked.
"I have the feeling something is supposed to ..."
"Your personality. It's fading, isn't it. They didn't give you much to
lose, I guess."
"Ne, Death-san ..."
"What."
"Are you an idea too?"
"Yes."
"So will you ... someday ..."
"No-one ever forgets me. I'm always here."
"Ah."
"That's why sometimes I like to go and comfort other ideas before they die.
Sort of like the real Death does with people. No shame in being forgotten, none
at all. We've had a lot of girls like you disappear lately."
"Like me?"
"Yes, from games and such. Just hordes and hordes of them, shy, doting
little girls, with their own little gimmicks that didn't take."
"But you remember them!"
"I don't remember any specifically, just the little half-assed quirks
dreamed up by fat Japanese men with a deadline. Animal ears and tails. Infinite
hair colours and iterations. Cripples. Twins. Maids.
Gothic, Victorian, medieval, mecha. And millions upon
millions of assembly line little sisters. Sometimes I watch them fade, when
they're forgotten, when their fad gimmick gets old and a new one comes
along."
When he spoke again after a long pause, Kumiko
thought his voice to be just a little off. Like it had a single string out of
tune.
"So many these days ... and they're all so similar, you know, I rarely
even bother to talk ..."
"You'll remember me, won't you Death-san?"
"... huh?"
"I'm still here! I haven't faded yet!"
"That is unusual."
"But the America-jin must have forgotten me
already! It's you keeping me alive, Death-san! It's you!"
"Hm."
"Please save me, Death-san! You can do it! You don't have to be
lonely!"
"I'm not lonely!"
"I'll remember as many people as I can! We'll do it together!"
"I'm not ..."
"And then no-one will ever have to disappear!"
"I ... but ..."
"Ehehe! Ehehehe! My body!"
Sure enough, her neck began to fade in slowly. She could feel it, feel her body
coming back, the warmth of it, the space of it ... and she could feel tears
falling from her eyes.
779 Name: ( ´_ゝ`) : 1993-09-10000 07:34 [No]
"You're doing it, Death-san! You're doing it!"
"I ... remember you!"
"Hahaha! Death-san! Death-san!"
"I remember you!!!"
"Death-san, arigatou! Hontou
ni ariga –"
"I REMEMBER YOU AS THAT FRIGID LITTLE CUNT IN LOVE RHOMBUS AND HEY
39.95 IS A LOT OF MONEY FOR BLUE BALLS. FORGET YOU, BITCH."
He whipped out a jar from his pocket that was labelled
LOL AMNESIA LOL, tilted it into his mouth and swallowed some pills that poured
out.
"Ah –"
He closed his eyes and Kumiko blinked out of
existence.
*LOL ALTERNATE ENDING LOL*
Sure enough, her neck began to fade in slowly. She could feel it, feel her body
coming back, the warmth of it, the space of it ... and she could feel tears
falling from her eyes.
"You're doing it, Death-san! You're doing it!"
"I ... remember you!"
"Hahaha! Death-san! Death-san!"
"I remember you!!!"
"Death-san, arigatou! Hontou
ni arigatou!"
And once more she felt his gentle grip on her wrist, followed by a gentle pull
to help her up. Her vision was blurry with tears. She stood her tallest and
proudest once more, and hugged him around his waist, as far up as she could
reach. The absurdity of hugging Death did not register. But Death did not hug
back.
"Kumiko."
She was ashamed to look up. She sniffled, her face wet all over.
"Come with me," he said. "I want to show you something."
They walked off together into the great white. It was totally featureless.
After only minutes she could not tell how far they had come or what direction
they had come from. She would've been convinced they were walking on the spot,
but he had said he was taking her somewhere, and seemed to know the way. The
first indication she got of anything existing here besides themselves was a
point of light far away, that created its own horizon.
"A sunrise! Can we stop to watch it?"
"This sun doesn't rise unless we walk towards it, Kumiko.
Come on."
It did rise, and it did grow bigger as they approached. Kumiko
could make out things under the sun too, large green stretches of land, with
trees and lakes. As they came closer, she saw that the green terrain stretched
out further than the eye could see.
She also noticed something very odd about the sun. Although it seemed to glow,
it did not seem to shine. Even with her red and teary eyes she could stare
directly into it. And when she did, she saw things on its surface. Lots of tiny
blue dots. Sometimes the dots would disappear and then come back straight away,
and all at different times.
It was almost like ...
Blinking.
They had reached the crisp green grass and he stopped walking almost directly
under the sun. It was only a few dozen meters above them, and now she could
more clearly see its surface. What it was made of.
"Blonde hair, blue eyes. All the rage in '93, '94? Something like
that."
Hundreds of little girls were crushed into a giant ball suspended in the blank,
white sky. Lashed together by their golden blonde hair. Their sullen, clockwork
blinking was the only betrayal of the chance they could be corpses. They said
nothing as they each faded out, only to be replaced instantly by a new one
fading in.
780 Name: ( ´_ゝ`) : 1993-09-10000 07:36 [No]
Kumiko covered her gaping mouth with both hands.
"Some of them don't even really have personalities ... one-shot fap fodder in doujins and fanart and such. You were one of the lucky ones."
"No ... this is horrible ..."
She backed away from the sun but nearly tripped on something that was not
grass. It stuck out of the grass at opposing angles. It was elf ears. When she
looked closer she realised the earth was unevenly coloured. Mixed in amongst the soil and the grass were the
blinking bodies of more girls. Kumiko screamed and
dug her arms in the soft earth to try and dig the elf-eared girl out. She felt
many unseen hands brush her arms underground.
"Why is it like this?! Why?" she cried at Death.
"In most cases their surroundings and personality are forgotten first.
Only their appearance remains."
She unearthed the torso and arms of the elf-girl, who blushed stupidly.
"I ... I like you sempai! I've always liked you!" the girl blurted
out. Kumiko was taken aback, but continued digging.
"I'm going to get you out of there! I won't forget you!"
The girl blushed again.
"I ... I like you sempai! I've always liked you!"
Death looked on in pity.
Sweating now, Kumiko looked around helplessly at her
surroundings. The nearby trees were made of doll-girls, their thin birch arms
jutting out as little branches. A thunderclap sounded, and it began to rain
metal. Robot maids piled up all around her like scrap. Some were fading already
and never made it to the ground..
"Are you going to remember them all, Kumiko?"
"Everyone! Tell me your names!" she cried, her voice breaking.
"I won't forget you if you tell me your names!"
Voices came from all around her.
"Mi-chan"
"Lala-chan"
"Lulu-chan"
"Momo-tan"
"Ah, please, one at a time –"
"Nina-chan"
"Moe-tan"
"Chuu-chan"
"Tsunami-chan"
The names kept coming. She could feel herself forgetting the first ones
already.
"OK, Mi-chan, Lala-tan,
um, Momo-chan, Ni – AHHH!"
The elf girl at her feet was just a head and fading.
"Wait! Wait! Nina-chan? Lulu-chan!
No, no, you were Sakura-tan –"
"I ... I like you sem –"
Her mouth disappeared. Kumiko held onto all that was
left, her ears, as they faded out of grasp.
"AHHHH!!! NOOOOOOO!"
And instantly another girl faded in to take the elf girl's place in the dirt.
She looked up at Kumiko and smiled.
"Chu?"
781 Name: ( ´_ゝ`) : 1993-09-10000 07:37 [No]
Kumiko ran, her face grimaced from sobbing. She
covered her eyes with both hands but the feel of the grass crunching beneath her
feet reminded of her of the green haired heads she was stepping on. Eventually
she collided with what seemed to be some sort of giant shrub. It whispered to
her.
uguuu nyo uwaaaa unyuu wan wan waiiiii
"Ahhh! Death-san! What are those awful sounds?
It sounds like babytalk!"
"Oh, you never had a cute catchphrase did you? Just as well, that's all
anyone remembers of them now."
waha gao peko peko arf
nyuuu desu nanooo
She dared open one eye, very slowly, trembling all the way. She could barely
make sense of the image. Girls as young as toddlers but no older than herself,
hanging off branches in the shrub. The nearest one to her was hanging upside
down.
"Haiii~! OK-desu! Haiii~! OK-desu! Haiii~! OK-desu!"
Even her facial expressions travelled the same endless
loop, ending in a blushing, closed-eye smile. Her eyes were so impossibly big
it occured to Kumiko there
might be no room left in her head for brains.
The thought made her retch. She could feel vomit rising.
She scrambled over to a nearby stream and leaned out over the water. Her eyes buldged and she swung her head away just in time to vomit
back on the bank. On her hands and knees, she panted, her breath hot with sick.
The current was rapid. The water was girls. Kumiko
thought she heard sounds like a toilet flushing as the tangled wet mess of arms
and legs crashed against the shore and disappeared in the white water flowing
downstream. She also heard other sounds. Their screams, their voices.
And these, these were the worst.
"Onii-chan!"
"Onii-chan, help me!"
"Nii-san!"
"Onii-chan tasukete!"
"Save me, onii-chan!"
She let her head fall to the ground, crying dry tears and vomiting air. She was
spent, totally defeated. There were thousands of them. Millions of them. All
fading away, disappearing as she thought about it.
"You can't do it, Kumiko. You can't remember
them faster than the otaku can forget them."
"Why are there so many?!"
"When all you do is dream, you go through a lot of dreams."
"I hate them! I HATE THEM!"
Death said nothing. There was nothing to say.
After a while her breathing slowed again and she stood up. Watching the endless
stream of girls.
"Onii-chan!"
"Help me, onii-chan!"
"Nii-chama!"
"Tasukete! Tasukete onii-chan!
"It's so unfair ..." she began.
Death remained silent.
"I understand now, it's so unfair ... for you to remember just me. While
everyone else has to die."
"What?"
"Forget me."
Fresh tears on her face, she leapt into the stream and was immediately swept
away in the current.
782 Name: ( ´_ゝ`) : 1993-09-10000 07:38 [No]
"NO!"
He ran along the banks, looking for her, but the water outpaced him. He grabbed
at arms, legs, faces that he thought were hers, but none of them were. It was
frustrating how many of them he had to throw back in the water. How many looked
just like her, but for a lock of hair here, a ribbon she didn't wear there,
eyes bigger or smaller by degrees.
Wait, did she wear that ribbon? Were her eyes this shade of blue or that one?
What about turquoise?
"I won't forget you!" he yelled. "I won't forget you, Fumiko!"
No.
It was close, but it wasn't her name.
Quick! Remember! It wasn't Fumiko, it was Ku -
"Miko-chan!"
"Kumiya-chan!"
"Kuni-kuni-chan!"
"Koyomi-chan!"
"Miku-tan!"
The girls in the ground kept calling out their names, like she had asked of
them. He realised they had never actually stopped.
"SHUT UP! SHUT UP!"
"Mitsuri-chan!"
"Komi-koneko-chan!"
"Fumika-chan!"
And he stared helplessly downstream and cried, as somewhere Kumiko
blinked out of existence.
783 Name: ( ´_ゝ`) : 1993-09-10000 08:22 [No]
It really bothers me when people cheer the death of Flash. I totally get why it’s time to move on but you shouldn’t cheer the death of something that empowered so many people and brought so much joy to the web for 20+ years. I think it’s a bandwagon that a lot of joyless people have jumped on, sorry if you’re one of them.
784 Name: ( ´_ゝ`) : 1993-09-10001 13:04 [No]
785 Name: (（●）ﾄｪｪｪｲ（●）) : 1993-09-10001 15:56 [No]
786 Name: ( ´_ゝ`) : 1993-09-10001 20:33 [No]
