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It's like it's 2004 all over again. Thanks for the nostalgia.

Shinku is the doll you have made happy. Why would you want to be with another doll?

>and then it feels like I'm going to become a sick fuck that faps to dolljoints
I don't know whether this is copypasta or not, but I hate you regardless.

I know your pain OP
It's ruined my life, like it's done to so many others.
Less than a week ago, I thought the premise of the show was the stupidest thing I'd ever heard. Suiseiseki was just a meme, and I didn't even know any other characters. But then I watched the first episode. And then the second. And couldn't stop until I was done with Traumend. That was four days ago. By then, I was hopelessly entangled. I was in love with the show and the dolls. I started daydreaming that I was a member of the show's cast, or that I had a Rozen Maiden of my own. I suddenly had a craving for tea, so I went out and bought some, and it's all I've been drinking these past few days. And then it got even worse. Two days ago, I watched Overture. Now, I'm hopelessly in love with Suigintou. All I want from life is to be able to hold Suigintou and be able to cheer her up, make her happy again, so I can see her smile again. I fantasize about her becoming human, so I can go out with her, make sweet, sweet, love to her, and marry her and have a happy life with my dear Suigintou. The show's given me other side effects, too, which keep getting worse. Whenever I see porn or hentai now, all I can think is "no dolljoints, not hot."

They have some nice art of all the dolls as adult humans, if it would make you feel any better.

>>8701269
(cont.)
All I can fap to is Suigintou doujins. I see Shinku's face and get in a bloodcurdling rage like I've never felt before. She made my Suigintou cry! I've stopped caring about my car, which for years was everything to me. I've stopped caring about what I eat, except for a craving for Flowery Hamburger. I don't care about any other anime, manga, or any video games. My only realistic desire right now is for an accurate Suigintou doll that I can cuddle while I sleep. I get jealous when I see anyone talk about her or post her picture, and pissed off when I hear the word junk.
Come to me, Suigintou! I'll love you, let me make you happy! You're not junk, let me give you my devotion and love and you'll see that you don't need to be so sad!
I'm crying as I type this.

http://www.fanpop.com/spots/rozen-maiden/images/3527628/title/rozen-maiden-doll-photo

just buy one of these and get it over with

also

Shiku a junk

"Does master want Suiseiseki to give him a footrub-desu?" she purred.
"No thank you," I said. "I'm rather tired. You should retire to your box."
"But master-sama, Suiseiseki doesn't like her box-desu! I want to sleep in master-sama's bed-desu!"
"Not tonight. You'll do as you're told."
"Why doesn't master-sama have real girls in his bed?"
"What?!"
"Is master-sama's penis too small for real girls?"
"Why aren't you saying desu?"
"Does he have to use dolls instead?"
"SAY DESU! SUISEISEKI FINISHES HER SENTENCES WITH DESU!"
"Master-sama showed Suiseiseki his penis once."
"DESU! MASTER-SAMA SHOWED SUISEISEKI HIS PENIS ONCE DESU!"
"It was too small even for dolls."
"SHUT UP! SHUT UP! YOU'RE NOT SUISEISEKI!"

>>8701275
>My only realistic desire right now is for an accurate Suigintou doll
I can see why that might appeal.

With my right hand I snatched a pair of scissors from my desk and mashed them continually into her face. Her little body was smashed into kindling but I did not stop. Until her screams began to sound a bit like my voice, and I remembered that dolls did not scream, and they did not bleed. Suddenly there was feeling in my left hand for the first time in weeks. I lifted it out of the doll's wreckage, covered in splinters and dripping from scissored wounds. How long had my hand been inside there? How long had I been inside here, alone in my one-room apartment, talking to myself, going mad?

The bolt scraped rust from the latch as I stepped outside. My eyes hurt, god the horizon ... it was a deal larger than 19 inches diagonally. But after five steps my breath quickened and my chest tightened and I turned back. Enough for today. Tomorrow I would try for six. A distant memory told me that when I reached two hundred and eighty, I would make it to the bus stop. And then I'd be free of this apartment, of this prison. And then there'd be nowhere in the world I couldn't go.

Least of all the refunds counter at Moemart in Akihabara. For fuck's sake. Suiseiseki finishes her sentences with desu.

I watched her enter the room, her gorgeous, body-length brunette hair shimmering in the light. She slammed the door shut with her delicate fingers, and she stormed across the room in a manner that made clear she was upset.

"I can't stand it, desu~! Why must they always pick on me, just because I'm new, desu~? They're all bakas, desu~!"

As she said this, she clenched her fists and scrunched up her beautiful porcelain face. I felt something move inside my heart. Or was it my pants? In any case, I got up from my desk and moved towards her.

"What are you doing, chibi human? I don't need any comfort from a chibi like you, desu~!"

She spoke harshly, but as I moved closer, I could see her soft cheeks were blushing bright red. I touched her cheek lightly. She squeaked, brushing my hand aside and moving back. I smiled and moved towards her again.

"Suiseiseki" I said softly, caressing her face. Her cheeks were as bright as her right eye. Her eyes were gazing into mine.

"What are you doing, Chibi Human? Stop this at once, desu~!" But her eyes said yes. In a flash I swooped down and swept her off the floor. She pushed at me with her delicate doll arms, but I would not be denied. I lay her down on my bed, pinning her arms down. She put up a token show of resistance and looked away, blushing. I bent down and begin to nibble at her ear.

"Stop it, desu~! You're a baka!"

I pulled my head up, and gazed into her beautiful face. "You're very Kawaii when you're angry. Yes, I am a baka, Suiseiseki. A baka for not realizing my feelings sooner. I love you, Suiseiseki. I can't live without you. I must take you, now!"

I saw her eyes begin to water with happiness. She smiled, and I sat up so she could stand up on the bed. "Then.. you're okay loving someone with a body like mine, desu~?"

I laughed. "Suiseiseki, I don't care about that. I don't care about you becoming Alice, becoming a real girl. I just want you, like you are now."

A tear ran down her face, and she smiled. "Thank you, Chibi Human." And with that she began to undress. She took off her headdress and set it aside. She blushed at me, and then let slip her dress. My mouth began to water. She pulled her undergarments over her head. I let my eyes drink in her body. The soft curve of the porcelain, the delicately crafted joints, the well-baked doll ass, her 5-inch dong, the slender... uh, the slender... wha, er, DONG!!!??? NO, ER, AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!

I awoke, sweat soaking my brow. The clock read 1:00. 4 hours since I marathon'd Rozen Maiden while packing down Tequila. I realized I had a massive headache. I looked down my pants and saw that my once massive boner was now a limp dwarf of its former self. As I slumped down into my bed, I realized the only way to salvage this night was to post it on /jp/. Desu.

There will never be a season three.

>>8701200
>Hanamaru hamburgers
you probably just need to slice an fried egg like yahoo answers suggests. I need to try that myself...