/jp/ - Otaku Culture

after looking through this thread, I can confidently say that Satoko (and by extension R07) did absolutely nothing wrong
making anons cry is god's work

>>35130338
Higurashi = WTC 1
Higurashi Kai = WTC 2
Umineko = WTC 3
Umineko Chiru = WTC 4
Ciconia = WTC 5
Dummkopf

>>35024911
>>35024931
Satokochad stories:
Satoko and Eua having passionate sex
Rikafag stories:
Rika tortures her friends

>>34916703
No u

>>34393380
>Thinks Gou and Tsukiotoshi are bad
>Praises Kira
Right back at ya, Umiplebeian

>>34365445
>Rouge
>Omnious3
>Good
You fucking wot? I wouldn't even bother searching for those mediocre trash. Onious 3could be good if it didn't ruin the track with the soap opera singing.
>memorable
Sure it is, since you hear the same OSTs so often and for so long that it literally burns into your brain. Higurashi had balance, it didn't loop the same OST for 10 minutes, throughout multiple chapters.
Ciconia Phase 1 has the WEAKEST soundtrack out of all WTC games.

The more I argued with Rikafags, the better I came to know their dialectic. First they counted on the stupidity of their adversary, and then, when there was no other way out, they themselves simply played stupid. If all this didn't help, they pretended not to understand, or, if challenged, they changed the subject in a hurry, quoted platitudes which, if you accepted them, they immediately related to entirely different matters, and then, if again attacked, gave ground and pretended not to know exactly what you were talking about. Whenever you tried to attack one of these apostles, your hand closed on a jelly-like slime which divided up and poured through your fingers, but in the next moment collected again. But if you really struck one of these fellows so telling a blow that, observed by the audience, he couldn't help but agree, and if you believed that this had taken you at least one step forward, your amazement was great the next day. The Rikafag had not the slightest recollection of the day before, he rattled off his same old nonsense as though nothing at all had happened, and, if indignantly challenged, affected amazement; he couldn't remember a thing, except that he had proved the correctness of his assertions the previous day.

Sometimes I stood there thunderstruck.

I didn't know what to be more amazed at: the agility of their tongues or their virtuosity at lying.