(✿◠‿◠) Definition of Kawaii: The Aya San FC (✿◠‿◠)
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What is this? Why are you wearing Santa hats? Did Funky have a Minato sig...?
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I'll kill you. I'll kill you all.
First, I'll knock you out with a brick and kidnap you. You shall wake up in a dark basement. The fear building up inside of you will force you to look around desparately, not knowing where the hell you are, as I exit the shadows and come in front of you, you shall for mercy. I smile and take out a big enough metalic needle from my tool box. Coming closer to you, I sink the needle into the first finger of your leg's skin, right between the rest of the flesh and the nail. I start pushing the needle upwards as you start screaming because of the intense pain that is being caused by your nail slowly being ripped off your flesh. With a sickening sound, the nail is finally ripped off.
The process, I repeat with every finger you have. You scream for me to just cut them off, but no, I slowly rip off each nail from your flesh. I return to my tool box, and reach out for a lone lemon I left beside it. Cutting the lemon into two parts, I return and squeezing the lemon, I apply it's stinging juice to the open wounds of the fingers where the nails used to be. The juice hits the damaged flesh like a thousand of piercing needles as you scream for me to stop.
With that done, I grab a bigger metallic rod this time, walking to the fire I lit up in the room, I put the tip of the metallic rod inside as I watch the steel quickly get heaten up. Going back, I bring the rod up, and press it against one of your nipples and the heated steel begins melting it until nothing is left. I do the same with the other nipple all while you scream. Deciding to go for your teeth next, I take out a good number of nails that are strong enough to endure the force of a hammer's hit. I forcefully open your mouth, and pin the nails below each of your teeth so that the half of the nail is sticking out. You try to scream, but it's useless. I ready my hammer and start hitting on top of each nail so that the force of the hit would make the nail stuck in your flesh and teeth jump up and not only rip off the flesh, but painfully push the tooth out 'till it ripped off from the flesh.
Finishing doing the same process with every last one of your teeth, I reach out for a mixer and push it up to your crotch, making your male organ go inside and as I press a button to activate the mixer, the blades cut it up to small pieces until nothing, but blood is left all while you're forced to watch crying and screaming.
You almost pass out and it is almost time for the grand finale, I cannot let you do that, now can I. Take out an adrenaline needle and push it up your crotch where nothing but ripped out flesh is now. You scream once again as the adrenaline fully wakes you up. I take out a knife and start ripping off the flesh around your mouth all the way to the bone. I carve a smile into your skin to show that you are happy. Next, I cut open your stomach, shove my hand inside and pull out your colon as I lay it out in it's full glory on the table. I start touching it with my fingers as the intense pain comes back to you, I start playing them like a fine instrument, like a harp. Next I use an axe to cut off your limbs, cut them up into small pieces and forcefully feed your own flesh to you.
Getting bored of you, I start cutting the flesh piece by piece 'till I reach your heart. Piercing the flesh to reach the heart would be simple, but not artistic enough. I simply rip off any flesh standing in my way 'till there is nothing left between me and the heart. I open the cage I prepared before, and take out a rat from inside. I let the rat crawl into your body and start bitting all your organs. You can't even find the strength to scream anymore. Laughing, I decide to finish this off by taking out a big hammer and smashing your face in 'till there is only a hole left there, no longer a face. Due to this, you are now long dead, but I'm not done yet with my piece of art.
I rip out the heart and replace it with a rock. To replace the face I smashed in, I put a mirror into the hole created by my hammer and sew it into your skin, thus making your face a mirror now. I stand back and look at my marvelous work. It is an artistic mirror I can use every time I come home to look back at my self and be proud, the rock that replaced the heart representing the strong and hard heart and will of the saviour such as me.
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I'll kill you. I'll kill you all.
First, I'll knock you out with a brick and kidnap you. You shall wake up in a dark basement. The fear building up inside of you will force you to look around desparately, not knowing where the hell you are, as I exit the shadows and come in front of you, you shall for mercy. I smile and take out a big enough metalic needle from my tool box. Coming closer to you, I sink the needle into the first finger of your leg's skin, right between the rest of the flesh and the nail. I start pushing the needle upwards as you start screaming because of the intense pain that is being caused by your nail slowly being ripped off your flesh. With a sickening sound, the nail is finally ripped off.
The process, I repeat with every finger you have. You scream for me to just cut them off, but no, I slowly rip off each nail from your flesh. I return to my tool box, and reach out for a lone lemon I left beside it. Cutting the lemon into two parts, I return and squeezing the lemon, I apply it's stinging juice to the open wounds of the fingers where the nails used to be. The juice hits the damaged flesh like a thousand of piercing needles as you scream for me to stop.
With that done, I grab a bigger metallic rod this time, walking to the fire I lit up in the room, I put the tip of the metallic rod inside as I watch the steel quickly get heaten up. Going back, I bring the rod up, and press it against one of your nipples and the heated steel begins melting it until nothing is left. I do the same with the other nipple all while you scream. Deciding to go for your teeth next, I take out a good number of nails that are strong enough to endure the force of a hammer's hit. I forcefully open your mouth, and pin the nails below each of your teeth so that the half of the nail is sticking out. You try to scream, but it's useless. I ready my hammer and start hitting on top of each nail so that the force of the hit would make the nail stuck in your flesh and teeth jump up and not only rip off the flesh, but painfully push the tooth out 'till it ripped off from the flesh.
Finishing doing the same process with every last one of your teeth, I reach out for a mixer and push it up to your crotch, making your male organ go inside and as I press a button to activate the mixer, the blades cut it up to small pieces until nothing, but blood is left all while you're forced to watch crying and screaming.
You almost pass out and it is almost time for the grand finale, I cannot let you do that, now can I. Take out an adrenaline needle and push it up your crotch where nothing but ripped out flesh is now. You scream once again as the adrenaline fully wakes you up. I take out a knife and start ripping off the flesh around your mouth all the way to the bone. I carve a smile into your skin to show that you are happy. Next, I cut open your stomach, shove my hand inside and pull out your colon as I lay it out in it's full glory on the table. I start touching it with my fingers as the intense pain comes back to you, I start playing them like a fine instrument, like a harp. Next I use an axe to cut off your limbs, cut them up into small pieces and forcefully feed your own flesh to you.
Getting bored of you, I start cutting the flesh piece by piece 'till I reach your heart. Piercing the flesh to reach the heart would be simple, but not artistic enough. I simply rip off any flesh standing in my way 'till there is nothing left between me and the heart. I open the cage I prepared before, and take out a rat from inside. I let the rat crawl into your body and start bitting all your organs. You can't even find the strength to scream anymore. Laughing, I decide to finish this off by taking out a big hammer and smashing your face in 'till there is only a hole left there, no longer a face. Due to this, you are now long dead, but I'm not done yet with my piece of art.
I rip out the heart and replace it with a rock. To replace the face I smashed in, I put a mirror into the hole created by my hammer and sew it into your skin, thus making your face a mirror now. I stand back and look at my marvelous work. It is an artistic mirror I can use every time I come home to look back at my self and be proud, the rock that replaced the heart representing the strong and hard heart and will of the saviour such as me.
Funky Tiger
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i have a lot christmas avs
and my sig changes between sasuke, naruto, madara, hashirama, tobirama, minato, shikamaru, kabuto, orochimaru and lot of characters, rapist san
and my sig changes between sasuke, naruto, madara, hashirama, tobirama, minato, shikamaru, kabuto, orochimaru and lot of characters, rapist san
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Gomenasai Aya FC, my name is Ken-Sama.
I’m a 27 year old American Otaku (Anime fan for you gaijins). I draw Anime and Manga on my tablet, and spend my days perfecting my art and playing superior Japanese games. (Disgaea, Final Fantasy, Persona series)
I train with my Katana every day, this superior weapon can cut clean through steel because it is folded over a thousand times, and is vastly superior to any other weapon on earth. I earned my sword license two years ago, and I have been getting better every day.
I speak Japanese fluently, both Kanji and the Osaka dialect, and I write fluently as well. I know everything about Japanese history and their bushido code, which I follow 100%
When I get my Japanese visa, I am moving to Tokyo to attend a prestigious High School to learn more about their magnificent culture. I hope I can become an animator for Studio Ghibli or a game designer!
I own several kimonos, which I wear around town. I want to get used to wearing them before I move to Japan, so I can fit in easier. I bow to my elders and seniors and speak Japanese as often as I can, but rarely does anyone manage to respond.
Wish me luck in Japan!
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>come across random amagi thread
>enter because boredom
>when suddenly
Okay, okay... I had a feeling some of you ****ers were posting on /a/, now I know that for sure...
Which one of you did it...?
>be searching /a/ catalog
>come across random amagi thread
>enter because boredom
>when suddenly
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Okay, okay... I had a feeling some of you ****ers were posting on /a/, now I know that for sure...
Which one of you did it...?
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24th of December. The day all children wait for has finally arrived and as such, the atmosphere at the Websters' house was really cheerful, the kids being extremely happy knewing tommorrow is Christmas.
It was already late at night and the time for bed has closed in on them. With smiles on their faces, the two children put on their pajamas, brushed their teeh and climbed up onto bed, waiting for their mother to cuddle with them before the lights are turned off. After done finishing so, their mother shuts off the lights and leaves the room, the two kids barely containing their excitement until they wake up. It took a bit of time, but they finally managed to fall asleep.
The time was deep into the night and suddenly, the noise of a bottle being accidentally kicked by a foot ringed through the house, waking up the kids from their slumber. The kids fully awake, stood there, not knowing what to do when suddenly a realization hit them... The noise... Santa Claus could be here! With smiles adoring their faces, they decided to leave the room and say hello to Santa. As the noise was coming from the kitchen, they quickly entered it, being greeted by total darkness. But... While it was dark, it was certainly not silent. There was a sound... yes... a sound similiar to that of a hungry man searching through the fridge at the middle of the night in hopes to fill his stomach with something tasty. The kids assuming it is Santa quickly reached out for the light switch and flipped it up as the light completely consumed the darkness, they quickly re-direct their gazes back to the fridge.
And there he was......... A stinking little midget. It was... None other than.. Billy.
His face covered in dirt and his height being the same of the little children's even if they were 6 years old. A piece of meat hanging from his mouth, with sausages wrapped around his neck and his little arms carrying all kinds of other meat products. Billy was shocked. Yes, he was certainly shocked that he was found out. Silence overcame all the noise in the world... And it seemed like it lasted for an enternity as the kids decided to break the ice with a loud scream, echoing through the house, awaking the parents who quickly burst out of the room and ran to the kitchen.
However, the stinking little midget Billy wasn't slow to act either as he quickly started running away for the exit. Right before he managed to reach the doors, the parents entered the kitchen through the same door he was trying to escape through. The father of the house, seeing Billy, quickly tried to make a swing at the little midget, but since Billy was small, it was not a difficult task to duck under the man's fist. Billy quickly ran between the man's legs, below his crotch. Dropping the piece of meat hanging from his mouth to the floor, Billy opened his mouths, ready to strike. He jumped up and sinked his teeth into the man's ballsack, crushing his balls with a sickening sound. The man dropped on the floor in pain with a loud scream, as Billy let go of his balls in the process and continue running away.
The mother didn't react for a moment, but regaining her composture, he reached out for the broom leaning against the wall next to the door and started running after Billy. As Billy's legs were short, he couldn't run away too quickly and the mother quickly caught up to him despite the head start he had. However, Billy did not give up, he started running faster until he reached a table and just as the mother was about to strike down on Billy with the broom, Billy quickly ran under the table, the broom barely missing him. The mother started hitting the top of the table with the broom, waiting for Billy to come out.
However, as she didn't pay too much attention due to the constant strikes of her broom, Billy's head pouked out from under the table and bit her toes. The mother jumped back from the pain and fell on her ass which gave Billy enough time to run away from the table, making his way to the doors of the house.
The mother once again started running after their little intruder, but before she could reach him, Billy jumped towards the door to reach it quickly and escaped through the little doggie doors at the bottom. As the mother opened the doors to try to run after him, Billy was already running downards the street, into the depths of the night with the meat products still in his hands and the sausages wrapped around his neck.
The next day, the kids were taken to a hospital because they were frightened by Billy where it was revealed that they suffered a great mental scar and were forced to be locked away in a mental institution for years to come, forever ruining the Websters family's life.
This is the story about how Billy ruined Christmas.
It was already late at night and the time for bed has closed in on them. With smiles on their faces, the two children put on their pajamas, brushed their teeh and climbed up onto bed, waiting for their mother to cuddle with them before the lights are turned off. After done finishing so, their mother shuts off the lights and leaves the room, the two kids barely containing their excitement until they wake up. It took a bit of time, but they finally managed to fall asleep.
The time was deep into the night and suddenly, the noise of a bottle being accidentally kicked by a foot ringed through the house, waking up the kids from their slumber. The kids fully awake, stood there, not knowing what to do when suddenly a realization hit them... The noise... Santa Claus could be here! With smiles adoring their faces, they decided to leave the room and say hello to Santa. As the noise was coming from the kitchen, they quickly entered it, being greeted by total darkness. But... While it was dark, it was certainly not silent. There was a sound... yes... a sound similiar to that of a hungry man searching through the fridge at the middle of the night in hopes to fill his stomach with something tasty. The kids assuming it is Santa quickly reached out for the light switch and flipped it up as the light completely consumed the darkness, they quickly re-direct their gazes back to the fridge.
And there he was......... A stinking little midget. It was... None other than.. Billy.
His face covered in dirt and his height being the same of the little children's even if they were 6 years old. A piece of meat hanging from his mouth, with sausages wrapped around his neck and his little arms carrying all kinds of other meat products. Billy was shocked. Yes, he was certainly shocked that he was found out. Silence overcame all the noise in the world... And it seemed like it lasted for an enternity as the kids decided to break the ice with a loud scream, echoing through the house, awaking the parents who quickly burst out of the room and ran to the kitchen.
However, the stinking little midget Billy wasn't slow to act either as he quickly started running away for the exit. Right before he managed to reach the doors, the parents entered the kitchen through the same door he was trying to escape through. The father of the house, seeing Billy, quickly tried to make a swing at the little midget, but since Billy was small, it was not a difficult task to duck under the man's fist. Billy quickly ran between the man's legs, below his crotch. Dropping the piece of meat hanging from his mouth to the floor, Billy opened his mouths, ready to strike. He jumped up and sinked his teeth into the man's ballsack, crushing his balls with a sickening sound. The man dropped on the floor in pain with a loud scream, as Billy let go of his balls in the process and continue running away.
The mother didn't react for a moment, but regaining her composture, he reached out for the broom leaning against the wall next to the door and started running after Billy. As Billy's legs were short, he couldn't run away too quickly and the mother quickly caught up to him despite the head start he had. However, Billy did not give up, he started running faster until he reached a table and just as the mother was about to strike down on Billy with the broom, Billy quickly ran under the table, the broom barely missing him. The mother started hitting the top of the table with the broom, waiting for Billy to come out.
However, as she didn't pay too much attention due to the constant strikes of her broom, Billy's head pouked out from under the table and bit her toes. The mother jumped back from the pain and fell on her ass which gave Billy enough time to run away from the table, making his way to the doors of the house.
The mother once again started running after their little intruder, but before she could reach him, Billy jumped towards the door to reach it quickly and escaped through the little doggie doors at the bottom. As the mother opened the doors to try to run after him, Billy was already running downards the street, into the depths of the night with the meat products still in his hands and the sausages wrapped around his neck.
The next day, the kids were taken to a hospital because they were frightened by Billy where it was revealed that they suffered a great mental scar and were forced to be locked away in a mental institution for years to come, forever ruining the Websters family's life.
This is the story about how Billy ruined Christmas.
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