/jp/ - Otaku Culture

You open up your eyes, it's summer. The sunlight bleeding through the gaps in the newspaper you pasted over your windows is enough to make you vomit. The heat of the midday sun warms your urine bottles stacked in the corner, leaving the musky smell of piss, cum and body odor wafting around the room, the computer emits a low hum, you hope your torrents finished downloading during your slumber. Just another day for a typical /jp/ user.

Suddenly, there's a knock at the door. It's /a/ and he's come to your place to watch the latest episode of Precure with you. The odor hits him as he steps into your house and takes off his shoes, he is noticibly more concerned than normal. "/jp/...are you alright? Lately you've been...neglecting your social life, the other boards are worried about you.." he stutters as he carefully tries not to offend his sempai.

"I brought some alcohol around, I was hoping we could hang out, troll /v/ and be classy bros tonigh-" "URUSAI!" you interject, who gives a shit about this kid anyway? "I've seen more anime in a year than this natsuchu has in his entire life...and besides, I was supposed to be watching 2ch drama tonight anyway.." you say to yourself. You've offended him; his eyes well up and his lip trembles - /a/ is about to cry.

"But...we used to go to school together and talk about anime...aren't you my friend anymore?" You reach across and throw some empty bottles and your soiled shimapan at his face, he begins to bawl loudly. "Shit, now I'll have to talk to the neighbours about this", you begin to reach for one of the warm piss bottles, but /a/ is already gone and nowhere to be seen. Time to check on those torrents.

You open up your eyes, it's summer. The sunlight bleeding through the gaps in the newspaper you pasted over your windows is enough to make you vomit. The heat of the midday sun warms your urine bottles stacked in the corner, leaving the musky smell of piss, cum and body odor wafting around the room, the computer emits a low hum, you hope your torrents finished downloading during your slumber. Just another day for a typical /jp/ user.

Suddenly, there's a knock at the door. It's /a/ and he's come to your place to watch the latest episode of Precure with you. The odor hits him as he steps into your house and takes off his shoes, he is noticibly more concerned than normal. "/jp/...are you alright? Lately you've been...neglecting your social life, the other boards are worried about you.." he stutters as he carefully tries not to offend his sempai.

"I brought some alcohol around, I was hoping we could hang out, troll /v/ and be classy bros tonigh-" "URUSAI!" you interject, who gives a shit about this kid anyway? "I've seen more anime in a year than this natsuchu has in his entire life...and besides, I was supposed to be watching 2ch drama tonight anyway.." you say to yourself. You've offended him; his eyes well up and his lip trembles - /a/ is about to cry.

"But...we used to go to school together and talk about anime...aren't you my friend anymore?" You reach across and throw some empty bottles and your soiled shimapan at his face, he begins to bawl loudly. "Shit, now I'll have to talk to the neighbours about this", you begin to reach for one of the warm piss bottles, but /a/ is already gone and nowhere to be seen. Time to check on those torrents.

You open up your eyes, it's summer. The sunlight bleeding through the gaps in the newspaper you pasted over your windows is enough to make you vomit. The heat of the midday sun warms your urine bottles stacked in the corner, leaving the musky smell of piss, cum and body odor wafting around the room, the computer emits a low hum, you hope your torrents finished downloading during your slumber. Just another day for a typical /jp/ user.

Suddenly, there's a knock at the door. It's /a/ and he's come to your place to watch the latest episode of Precure with you. The odor hits him as he steps into your house and takes off his shoes, he is noticibly more concerned than normal. "/jp/...are you alright? Lately you've been...neglecting your social life, the other boards are worried about you.." he stutters as he carefully tries not to offend his sempai.

"I brought some alcohol around, I was hoping we could hang out, troll /v/ and be classy bros tonigh-" "URUSAI!" you interject, who gives a shit about this kid anyway? "I've seen more anime in a year than this natsuchu has in his entire life...and besides, I was supposed to be watching 2ch drama tonight anyway.." you say to yourself. You've offended him; his eyes well up and his lip trembles - /a/ is about to cry.

"But...we used to go to school together and talk about anime...aren't you my friend anymore?" You reach across and throw some empty bottles and your soiled shimapan at his face, he begins to bawl loudly. "Shit, now I'll have to talk to the neighbours about this", you begin to reach for one of the warm piss bottles, but /a/ is already gone and nowhere to be seen. Time to check on those torrents.

You open up your eyes, it's summer. The sunlight bleeding through the gaps in the newspaper you pasted over your windows is enough to make you vomit. The heat of the midday sun warms your urine bottles stacked in the corner, leaving the musky smell of piss, cum and body odor wafting around the room, the computer emits a low hum, you hope your torrents finished downloading during your slumber. Just another day for a typical /jp/ user.

Suddenly, there's a knock at the door. It's /a/ and he's come to your place to watch the latest episode of Precure with you. The odor hits him as he steps into your house and takes off his shoes, he is noticibly more concerned than normal. "/jp/...are you alright? Lately you've been...neglecting your social life, the other boards are worried about you.." he stutters as he carefully tries not to offend his sempai.

"I brought some alcohol around, I was hoping we could hang out, troll /v/ and be classy bros tonigh-" "URUSAI!" you interject, who gives a shit about this kid anyway? "I've seen more anime in a year than this natsuchu has in his entire life...and besides, I was supposed to be watching 2ch drama tonight anyway.." you say to yourself. You've offended him; his eyes well up and his lip trembles - /a/ is about to cry.

"But...we used to go to school together and talk about anime...aren't you my friend anymore?" You reach across and throw some empty bottles and your soiled shimapan at his face, he begins to bawl loudly. "Shit, now I'll have to talk to the neighbours about this", you begin to reach for one of the warm piss bottles, but /a/ is already gone and nowhere to be seen. Time to check on those torrents.

You open up your eyes, it's summer. The sunlight bleeding through the gaps in the newspaper you pasted over your windows is enough to make you vomit. The heat of the midday sun warms your urine bottles stacked in the corner, leaving the musky smell of piss, cum and body odor wafting around the room, the computer emits a low hum, you hope your torrents finished downloading during your slumber. Just another day for a typical /jp/ user.

Suddenly, there's a knock at the door. It's /a/ and he's come to your place to watch the latest episode of Precure with you. The odor hits him as he steps into your house and takes off his shoes, he is noticibly more concerned than normal. "/jp/...are you alright? Lately you've been...neglecting your social life, the other boards are worried about you.." he stutters as he carefully tries not to offend his sempai.

"I brought some alcohol around, I was hoping we could hang out, troll /v/ and be classy bros tonigh-" "URUSAI!" you interject, who gives a shit about this kid anyway? "I've seen more anime in a year than this natsuchu has in his entire life...and besides, I was supposed to be watching 2ch drama tonight anyway.." you say to yourself. You've offended him; his eyes well up and his lip trembles - /a/ is about to cry.

"But...we used to go to school together and talk about anime...aren't you my friend anymore?" You reach across and throw some empty bottles and your soiled shimapan at his face, he begins to bawl loudly. "Shit, now I'll have to talk to the neighbours about this", you begin to reach for one of the warm piss bottles, but /a/ is already gone and nowhere to be seen. Time to check on those torrents.

You open up your eyes, it's summer. The sunlight bleeding through the gaps in the newspaper you pasted over your windows is enough to make you vomit. The heat of the midday sun warms your urine bottles stacked in the corner, leaving the musky smell of piss, cum and body odor wafting around the room, the computer emits a low hum, you hope your torrents finished downloading during your slumber. Just another day for a typical /jp/ user.

Suddenly, there's a knock at the door. It's /a/ and he's come to your place to watch the latest episode of Precure with you. The odor hits him as he steps into your house and takes off his shoes, he is noticibly more concerned than normal. "/jp/...are you alright? Lately you've been...neglecting your social life, the other boards are worried about you.." he stutters as he carefully tries not to offend his sempai.

"I brought some alcohol around, I was hoping we could hang out, troll /v/ and be classy bros tonigh-" "URUSAI!" you interject, who gives a shit about this kid anyway? "I've seen more anime in a year than this natsuchu has in his entire life...and besides, I was supposed to be watching 2ch drama tonight anyway.." you say to yourself. You've offended him; his eyes well up and his lip trembles - /a/ is about to cry.

"But...we used to go to school together and talk about anime...aren't you my friend anymore?" You reach across and throw some empty bottles and your soiled shimapan at his face, he begins to bawl loudly. "Shit, now I'll have to talk to the neighbours about this", you begin to reach for one of the warm piss bottles, but /a/ is already gone and nowhere to be seen. Time to check on those torrents.

You open up your eyes, it's summer. The sunlight bleeding through the gaps in the newspaper you pasted over your windows is enough to make you vomit. The heat of the midday sun warms your urine bottles stacked in the corner, leaving the musky smell of piss, cum and body odor wafting around the room, the computer emits a low hum, you hope your torrents finished downloading during your slumber. Just another day for a typical /jp/ user.

Suddenly, there's a knock at the door. It's /a/ and he's come to your place to watch the latest episode of Precure with you. The odor hits him as he steps into your house and takes off his shoes, he is noticibly more concerned than normal. "/jp/...are you alright? Lately you've been...neglecting your social life, the other boards are worried about you.." he stutters as he carefully tries not to offend his sempai.

"I brought some alcohol around, I was hoping we could hang out, troll /v/ and be classy bros tonigh-" "URUSAI!" you interject, who gives a shit about this kid anyway? "I've seen more anime in a year than this natsuchu has in his entire life...and besides, I was supposed to be watching 2ch drama tonight anyway.." you say to yourself. You've offended him; his eyes well up and his lip trembles - /a/ is about to cry.

"But...we used to go to school together and talk about anime...aren't you my friend anymore?" You reach across and throw some empty bottles and your soiled shimapan at his face, he begins to bawl loudly. "Shit, now I'll have to talk to the neighbours about this", you begin to reach for one of the warm piss bottles, but /a/ is already gone and nowhere to be seen. Time to check on those torrents.

You open up your eyes, it's summer. The sunlight bleeding through the gaps in the newspaper you pasted over your windows is enough to make you vomit. The heat of the midday sun warms your urine bottles stacked in the corner, leaving the musky smell of piss, cum and body odor wafting around the room, the computer emits a low hum, you hope your torrents finished downloading during your slumber. Just another day for a typical /jp/ user.

Suddenly, there's a knock at the door. It's /a/ and he's come to your place to watch the latest episode of Precure with you. The odor hits him as he steps into your house and takes off his shoes, he is noticibly more concerned than normal. "/jp/...are you alright? Lately you've been...neglecting your social life, the other boards are worried about you.." he stutters as he carefully tries not to offend his sempai.

"I brought some alcohol around, I was hoping we could hang out, troll /v/ and be classy bros tonigh-" "URUSAI!" you interject, who gives a shit about this kid anyway? "I've seen more anime in a year than this natsuchu has in his entire life...and besides, I was supposed to be watching 2ch drama tonight anyway.." you say to yourself. You've offended him; his eyes well up and his lip trembles - /a/ is about to cry.

"But...we used to go to school together and talk about anime...aren't you my friend anymore?" You reach across and throw some empty bottles and your soiled shimapan at his face, he begins to bawl loudly. "Shit, now I'll have to talk to the neighbours about this", you begin to reach for one of the warm piss bottles, but /a/ is already gone and nowhere to be seen. Time to check on those torrents.

You open up your eyes, it's summer. The sunlight bleeding through the gaps in the newspaper you pasted over your windows is enough to make you vomit. The heat of the midday sun warms your urine bottles stacked in the corner, leaving the musky smell of piss, cum and body odor wafting around the room, the computer emits a low hum, you hope your torrents finished downloading during your slumber. Just another day for a typical /jp/ user.

Suddenly, there's a knock at the door. It's /a/ and he's come to your place to watch the latest episode of Precure with you. The odor hits him as he steps into your house and takes off his shoes, he is noticibly more concerned than normal. "/jp/...are you alright? Lately you've been...neglecting your social life, the other boards are worried about you.." he stutters as he carefully tries not to offend his sempai.

"I brought some alcohol around, I was hoping we could hang out, troll /v/ and be classy bros tonigh-" "URUSAI!" you interject, who gives a shit about this kid anyway? "I've seen more anime in a year than this natsuchu has in his entire life...and besides, I was supposed to be watching 2ch drama tonight anyway.." you say to yourself. You've offended him; his eyes well up and his lip trembles - /a/ is about to cry.

"But...we used to go to school together and talk about anime...aren't you my friend anymore?" You reach across and throw some empty bottles and your soiled shimapan at his face, he begins to bawl loudly. "Shit, now I'll have to talk to the neighbours about this", you begin to reach for one of the warm piss bottles, but /a/ is already gone and nowhere to be seen. Time to check on those torrents..

You open up your eyes, it's summer. The sunlight bleeding through the gaps in the newspaper you pasted over your windows is enough to make you vomit. The heat of the midday sun warms your urine bottles stacked in the corner, leaving the musky smell of piss, cum and body odor wafting around the room, the computer emits a low hum, you hope your torrents finished downloading during your slumber. Just another day for a typical /jp/ user.

Suddenly, there's a knock at the door. It's /a/ and he's come to your place to watch the latest episode of Precure with you. The odor hits him as he steps into your house and takes off his shoes, he is noticibly more concerned than normal. "/jp/...are you alright? Lately you've been...neglecting your social life, the other boards are worried about you.." he stutters as he carefully tries not to offend his sempai.

"I brought some alcohol around, I was hoping we could hang out, troll /v/ and be classy bros tonigh-" "URUSAI!" you interject, who gives a shit about this kid anyway? "I've seen more anime in a year than this natsuchu has in his entire life...and besides, I was supposed to be watching 2ch drama tonight anyway.." you say to yourself. You've offended him; his eyes well up and his lip trembles - /a/ is about to cry.

"But...we used to go to school together and talk about anime...aren't you my friend anymore?" You reach across and throw some empty bottles and your soiled shimapan at his face, he begins to bawl loudly. "Shit, now I'll have to talk to the neighbours about this", you begin to reach for one of the warm piss bottles, but /a/ is already gone and nowhere to be seen. Time to check on those torrents..