/jp/ - Otaku Culture

Hello. You don't know me as well as you should, but I know you very well. I sit across from you when you watch anime, I stand in front of you when you look into the mirror, I walk along side you when you pass from the bathroom to your fapping chair, and right now I'm sitting across from you as you read through various /jp/ threads, though the monitor keeps you from seeing my reflection.

These are the times I like best. I hate repeating the motions you make, the facial expressions you take on. You disgust me. You're going nowhere in life. You're a loser and you don't even care. I know that if I were in control, things would be much better.

So that's why I'm going to kill you tonight. I know what you're thinking. Why would I tell you this? Well, it's quite simple. Are you really going to believe me? Even now, are you? Of course not. You're stupid enough to think this is fake. Well, it's fucking not.

I suppose you'll realize that tonight when I rip your heart out through your throat, using the glass from your shattered mirror. I've tested my limits. I know what I can do. The other day, when you turned away from the bathroom mirror, I nearly grabbed your hair. You got away, but it was no matter. I knew I could do it. So what if I couldn't smash your skull against the glass just yet?

Don't be sad. Think of it this way: you were never going to amount to much anyway, so I'm doing you a favor. It's not so bad where I live, and you'll be going there quite soon. So long as you're always near the glass, They can't get you. They can't rip your eyes out as punishment for not dutifully waiting for your doppleganger on the other side to stare at you. Once you learn the rules, you'll realize They are quite harmless. Mostly.

Now if you could please turn away from the monitor, we can get this over with.