/jp/ - Otaku Culture

>>44252595
No one took /2hug/ seriously, I think it was people taking the piss at holoshitters

>>42665336
For my good friend anon

You knew this was it, it was all over for you if you didn't escape!

You were held in a dark room, you weren't sure where you were exactly but the air around you was black as obsidian without even a ray of light to dispel it. Your bindings held you tight, and perhaps as a sign of temporary mercy they were one level below cutting the flow of blood to your hands. You knew that mercy wouldn't last however as the last words of your captors echoed in your mind, "it comes and you shall await its wrath here, kukuku...".

It was hard to breathe in this chilled dank cellar of a dungeon, although you weren't sure if it was claustrophobia or the dark itself seeping into your lungs and removing the air like brigand who found a chest of gold. As you struggled against the bindings that held your hands and feet you grunted with effort but the hempen rope didn't budge in the slightest, a testament to its craftsman you supposed. However, you weren't a butler of the SDM and personal caretaker and husband of the red devil, Flandre Scarlet, for nothing! It took some coaxing but with wiggling you were able to shimmy out a small razor sharp cutting tool hidden in the recesses of your wristcuffs you used for all sorts of utility, one of the few items you kept literally on hand in case your duties required it.

It seems your captors underestimated you and with a bit of struggling and close calls you were able to get the razor into your clammy fingers and start chewing away at the fibrous restraint. Just as you freed your hands and the restraints fell with an audible and soft sound you felt the foundations you were in shake and you cursed out loud, it was already starting! You hurriedly freed your legs and without taking even a moment to rub the sore joints of your arms and legs you got up finding your footing on the cold but flat stone floor.

You replaced the small cutter in your cuffs and pulled out a small matchbox, something you always carried on your person and it seems your captors deemed it unworthy of their attention. With an undoubtedly smug look in your face you struck the match on the side of the sandpapery box and a brilliant and bright flame dispelled some of the dark around you. The cellar you were in wasn't built to hold a man but the solid door on the far end of the cellar didn't help matters. Still you were undeterred as another violent quake shook the foundations and caused dust to fall around you like snow, you had to hurry! Fortunately the lock was simple and it didn't take you long to use the copper brooch with a purple gem your beloved lady gave you as a gift for to pick the lock, you kissed it thinking fondly of your lady as you slipped it back on your lapel.

It didn't take long to find your way up, the wailing was audible, it was the voice of Flan! The quakes were more frequent shaking the walls and windows. Dammit you had to get there fast! You cursed under your breathe, as the first of the obstacles presented itself, short of stature and vicious in appearance those warty monsters snarled and pointed at you, "Git em!" they yelled out as they charged you. You didn't train for nothing however and despite their numbers you kept your distance using your longer limbs and a body forged by Meiling's training to strike, punch, and throw those monsters into each other even if you did take a good few scratches and bumps yourself. You left their groaning bodies behind as you ascended a flight of stairs the shakes growing ever more intense, there was no time!

As you reached the doors to the Ante room where they held your beloved captive your fist real trial awaited, a demon in red and black stood sentinel unphased by the wailing and screams that nearly splintered the door it guarded. Instead it smiled when it saw you, "I thought you'd come!" it shouted above the wailing of your lady, "but I cannot late you pass!". You didn't have time to respond however as you rushed the demon and the glee in its eyes turned to despair as it saw the secret weapon you've been waiting a loooong time to use on the malicious being as it cried, "h-hey wait a secon-!" a blessed charm soon flew at its face with a vengeance and with a "gaaaahhh!" it collapsed with its knees buckled under itself. You had no time to gloat however good it felt to get your revenge.

Why is Flan so much better than her older sister?

Why does everyone here love flan? She’s just Remilia, but if she was edgy. There’s no appeal to her whatsoever

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try it anons!

>>33810993
You should go "pop" instead.

>>33697913
*destroys the board*
What now, loser?

>>33424627
Just try it.