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>> No.8984462 [View]
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Oh, you guys are so silly. Images can't get government money, so they can't be autistic.

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What would you think upon seeing her, /jp/?

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>>8159433
Providing for her family at her own expense because she doesn't want them going out and attacking humans. Truly she is an angel.

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Last night, I had the strangest dream of my life. There was several hours of irrelevant madness, the crap that usually occupies my dreamscape (wars, urban combat, fighting scenes, crazy space battles, etc). None of that seemed strange to me, until at one point, I remember everything fading into darkness. It was like being blind. But then, a voice began calling out my name, at first the voice was all around me, but then as I focused on it the voice began to become more centralized, until I finally realized the voice was IN MY OWN HEAD. It was a very smooth, silky voice, but there was an unnerving quality to the emotions behind the words, something of a cross between malice and twisted pleasure. I collapsed to my knees and covered my ears, to no effect. The voice laughed at my futility, and then the darkness around me began to brighten, until my world was a strange hue of blue. Almost as if someone had tinted my glasses blue, except even when I took them off, the color remained.

A figure emerged from the blue, at first it was just a dark silhouette, but soon it was close enough that I was able to discern details about it, or should I say, her. She had short, purplish-pink hair a blue dress with purple trim, a long purple skirt, and eyes that could stare into my soul. That's when it hit me, EYES! She had a 3rd eye, contained within a red series of tubes connecting into various parts of her body. That's when I realized I was face to face with Satori.

Oh. Shit.

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As she approached me, I tried to back away, but I found myself unable (or unwilling..?) to move. She walked up until we were face to face, our noses almost touching. Staring into my eyes, she began to recount every last regret I've ever held in my life. She listed off the thousands of mistakes I've made that have resulted in another person being hurt, physically or emotionally. She plunged even deeper into my soul, tearing out my darkest secrets, things that shame me so much I can't even share them here, with Anon. Things that are so deeply buried in my psyche that even I often forget their presence, until a reminder like this comes along.

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EYE BEAM

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>>7223184
I wouldn't need any privacy or indeed, anything else with Satori by my side.

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