/jp/ - Otaku Culture

The most exciting time of the day has flanally come!

Really? Is this the best we are getting tonight? I waited all day for this shit? Why aren't you flying?

flan is sick of remi lording her bike over her.

sixty nine

No.

flan drive?

MULTI FLAN DRIFTING.

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>>8536828
Get with the times man, flying is so out of style.

Reported.

>>>/b/

>>8536833

So what was supposed to happen at 2:00?

>>8536847
WHATA FUCK MAN xD i just fall of my chair kuz i couldnt and i CANT stop laugh xDXDXDXDXDDDDDDDDDDDDXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD OMGOSH DDDDDXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD DDDDDD LOOOOOOOOOLLLLL THIS IS A SHIT XDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDXDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD A BIG ONE XDDDDDDDD A GRAT ONE XXXXXXDDDD CONGRATS MAN XD

>>8536847

Why is flan driving a car so cute?

/a/ level thread

Sorry guys, couldn't let her fly tonight

off to Nazrinland

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>>8536867
So you let her drive away instead?
You are a terrible shine maiden.

>>8536820
What's the story behind this picture?

>>8536927
It was kind of chilly here last night, and rather late, around 11:30-12:00. I had hoped that the late time would ward off most people, and I was right for the most part.

There of course were the few straggling couples around in the park, and the few lone people enjoying the quietness of the night. Then there was the teenagers. They were your standard group of kids you see these days, baggy pants, hoodies and those fucking stupid flat beaked ball caps with the stickers left on, and of course the few skanks doing whatever teenage girls do these days. You know, periods and making condom belts.

Anyways, standard fare group, except one. I had already been there a for about 10-20 minutes before these kids showed up, and was well on my way to being moderately buzzed, and I had made a friend. I shall call him Tom for privacy sake.

Tom had stopped to have a chat when he noticed me sitting by myself after his 2nd lap past me, and he had seemed to content to stay for a while after I offered him a drink. Now he didn't admit to being an /a/non, but I had a feeling he had maybe some /a/non hiding his powerlevel, somewhat, or he was just some guy who had a bit of a powerlevel, don't know what his affiliation was in the web, didn't ask.

Anyways, I shall continue next post, not sure how much room I have left.

Flan needs to practice for Gran Touhourismo 6

>>8536934
Anyways, this hipster takes note to the bottle Tom now has latched into his mouth, and what I can assume was he girlfriend whispers something to him, and he gets this shit eating grin on his face.

He says something to his "boys" and they give a shout of approval and they start marching over. Stopping shortly in front of of us, we exchanged half hearted greetings. I knew what they wanted, and like fuck they were getting it.

Finally this soft spoken little shit speaks up, demanding we give him and his friends what was left of the bottle. Now, I had only been here about 20 minutes, and Tom had only been here for 10 of those, yet there was still a little more than half still in the bottle. I wouldn't have really cared if there was nearly empty, but I was enjoying the company I had already had. Not to mention I have made it a point not to do shit for minors.

So I polity declined, telling them that me and my friend here were just trying to enjoy the night. Oh boy. That got a few snickers from the group, and I knew why. The lead guy cleared his throat and spoke up yet again "Look, sorry to interrupt your date, but I didn't ASK for the drink. Me and my friends are trying to have fun on our Christmas eve here. Once you give us what we want, you guys can go back to your dutch rudder." Lovely, just what I need.
Cont. next post, sorry if it is short, had to cut it in half.

>>8536932
The reason I suspected this, is because he was a young guy in what I would suspect is his early 20s, and here he was alone in a park on Christmas Eve making a circuit of the place, then he deiced to talk to some random guy sitting on a bench, almost as if he knew why I was here.

As we were enjoying the mutual company, we started to hear the racket. Loud obnoxious cursing and squeaky giggles of 15 year old kids, and the yelps of them being "super cool" copping a feel at their female compatriots.

When they finally came into view, I had noticed something was really off about the group. As they cursed out some poor old gentleman for "being too fucking slow", they seemed to finally noticed us, to lone young men at night in a park sitting together. You can guess what caught their fancy.

Finally I had noticed what was off about their little group, someone was not quite right with the "Gangstas" and skanks. Their "leader" seemed to be a rather tall skinny looking hipster kid. The worst part was that he seemed to be almost my age (20) leading this group of what appeared to be 15 year olds.

>>8536937
I looked over to Tom, only to find him still drinking happily away, so not much help, it was up to me. I asked him why the hell I should give him and his acne ridden posse something my hard earned money bought. I went on to question him, why was a man as old as him hanging around a group of kids that were at least 5 years his junior. Did all his attempts at connecting with his classmates and family fall through? Did he lack any control that he seemed to find in a group of wayward kids who were barely old enough to understand how the world worked? Did he feel that bad of himself as a person, that he had to make himself seem cool and mature to people who view cool and mature as someone who had enough facial hair to buy cigarettes? Was his life that empty? I asked him these questions an many more, pushing on with a sadistic pleasure that had been brewing in me over the years, final giving a chance to set free.

He was mad. Really mad. The reddening and shaking kind of mad. His voice didn't betray him, but his actions did, and I was ready.

"WHAT THE FUCK EVER, JUST GIVE ME THAT BOTTLE." He went to grab. My years as a social pariah had made be keen to the body language of people, and this sudden grab was violent, really violent. Feeling threatened, I did the first thing I though of, by let swung out and took that thick brimmed fucks legs out from under him.

>>8536938
He went down with a rather effeminate squeal. I laughed about it later. Feeling proud of myself, I got up shouting at him, asking him who the fuck he thought he was, ect ,ect. Telling him "he just had to go starting shit for no good reason, now you have to deal with the bull." As you can tell I was kind of drunk at this point, Tom even more so, possibly also on some kind of narcotics, going on some of the shit he was talking about.

Then something smashed me in the side of the head. It was hard, and my vision exploded with stars and I feel to my knees. Going by the groups reaction, while I was going on my kotomine spiel, one or more of the group had gone around and taken out Tom, and most likely just broke the bottle over my head. Or a bat. That much wasn't clear until after. But what was clear was the laughing jeers of the little shits.

"Fag, queer, asshole" The kind of smack-talking you would expect from kids.

This abruptly stopped, following a loud drawn out yell. Hazily, I turned to see Tom screaming at the top of his lungs swing two of the kids that had grabbed onto his arms to try and restrain him around like rag dolls. I'm sure I would have seen the tears going down their face if not for my fucked up vision at the moment, but I gathered as much by the screams of terror accompanied by Tome screaming incoherently "AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA." He went.

>>8536942
Swing these poor kids around like some french windmill of death, they finally had the smart idea to let go. Bad idea. One flew fairly far, skimming of the pavement, and rolling out on the field. The other wasn't so luck, he slammed right into the bench we were sitting on, a loud CRUNCH was heard, one of the others threw up and the kid that got thrown wasn't moving.

Straightening up, Tom stared dead at the now very alarmed crowed, but some of the bigger guys were already closing in on Tom.

This is where things start getting chaotic, and very very odd.

Tom throws both of his arms up in the air, and I shit you not, yells at the top of his lungs "LIBERTY PRIME ONLINE, DEFENSE SYSTEMS ACTIVATED. PROTECT THE PRESIDENT."

The kids didn't know what to do. Who would after someone screams something like that? That was soon replaced with terror as Tome starts screaming at them again and charges. I've seen people charge before, you kind of do it with your shoulder, and ram someone. Tom RAN at them. At top speed. Then clotheslined one of the poor buggers and didn't even break speed, he plunged into the thick of the large group.

With the screaming and human windmill of drug induced patriotism(?), the crowd soon weathered under his might, and it was not long before they broke in all directions, the only thing slowing them down was the pants that were already around their ankles.

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While this is happening, me and the hipster and looking on in shock and awe. I was having trouble figuring out if this was real, but that was soon replaced with alarm when the fucker grabbed the broken bottle and stood up.

He was going to try and fight Tom, and tried to make himself seem self righteous while doing it.

Tom stopped his rampage just long enough to look and listen at him tell Tom how he was going to kill his gay lover (me I guess) and then kill him.

Mid sentence Tom silenced him by taking a weird stance. I had no idea what he was about to do, but I guessed from what I had seen so far, he may be some kind of crazed war vet or something. He was going to kick the shit out of the Hipster.

The Hipster tensed up, and glanced at his broken glass to reassure himself that he had the upperhand.

Suddenly Tom screamed again, this time it was a single spoken word, not incoherent like the others.

"BAN-" He charge at top speed, too quick for the other to react, and delivered a flying straight to his face "-KAI". But tom wasn't done, he released a fury of punches and kicks on this wayward soul. He had cried out at first, in pain, but now he wore a blank, peaceful expression. Until Tom delivered the final blow.

He swung his leg straight back, and kicked him square in the balls, causing him to emit an even more girlish scream than before as he hell to his knees clutching his now destroyed manhood. Then was silenced by a punch to the nose, the breaking cartilage obvious.

>>8536954
Tom took a minute to compose himself, then strode over to me, who was still quite stunned.
Reaching down, who helped me to my feet and started walking me back to my place.

He explained that he was recently back from Afghanistan, and has been really pent up do to his girlfriend cheating on him while he was overseas, and practically kicking him out of their shared apartment, forcing him to live with his mother for the time being. He had just wanted to get some fresh air while he during christmas eve, so he had gone to clear his head when he noticed me, and apparently I reminded him of himself.

I told him why I was there, and we both agreed that being a guy was a lot tougher than the media lets us believe. We stopped by a convince store on the way back, and bought a case of beer to share, in a different park.

Before we parted ways, we exchanged contact info, and him promised to stop by later on christmas day with another bottle of the one that was lost. Which he did in fact, and my family who was staying with me at the time invited him and his mother over for dinner.

Thats all folks. I know what I saw in my half drunken dazed state probably didn't happen like I perceived it too, but Tom and the situation was real. That is the story of how a met a crazy Afghan vet.

>>8536935
Oh god a Touhou Kart game.

Please make that happen Japan.

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>>8536957
That's cool and all but where's the reason for Flanfly driving a car in all of this?