/jp/ - Otaku Culture

[Anonymous No.]

Happy morning, /jp/!

The sun is coming up.

[Anonymous No.]

>>morning
>>zero one point five bongs

Are you having a giggle, mate?

[Anonymous No.]

only in britbong land
it's like, 9pm here in best america

[Anonymous No.]

Fuck off, sandnigger.

[Anonymous No.]

>>11063101
You're not very good at this.

[Anonymous No.]

one one zero
one one zero

[Anonymous No.]

>>11063110
what? i'm not joking

[Anonymous No.]

Couldn't tell for the mist and rain.

[Anonymous No.]

I can beat up Touka in a fight

[Anonymous No.]

>>11063116
Not who you're replying to, but I live in the UK. Right now it's only 2am and it doesn't start getting bright out until ~4:30am.

[Anonymous No.]

>>11063118
You know which one to post.

[Anonymous No.]

Sunlight creeps in the window, close the curtains, it's time to go to sleep.
Another night passes by, but don't think too deep, go with the flow and let life repeat.

[Anonymous No.]

>>11063125

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>>11063123
Which part? Can we be friends?

[Anonymous No.]

kill me

[Anonymous No.]

>>11063118
I wish it would rain here, it's so hot!

[Anonymous No.]

>>11063127
post the "post the "do you even lift?" one" one

[Anonymous No.]

>>11063175
That meme's deader than dead.

Get with the times, nerd.

[Anonymous No.]

>>11063119

...!

Let's see you try!

[Anonymous No.]

>>11063206
post the "post the "post the "post the "post the "do you even lift one" one" one" one" one

[Anonymous No.]

>>11063154
West Midlands. That would be cool but I would probably freak out and never talk to you. I'm not good at conversations at all.
There was a UK thread on here a while back and it seems like a lot of people on /jp/ live here.

[Tokiko- No.]

When the sun comes up, I go to bed.

[Anonymous No.]

>>11063224
I'm trying to find a friend to go on a train with me. I'm too nervous to go by myself.

[Anonymous No.]

>>11063175

No one has that pic anymore, errytime I ask no one posts it.

>>11063206

This just proves you don't have it either.

[Anonymous No.]

>>11063244
Just for the sake of going on a train?

[Anonymous No.]

"Cannot yet assign positively to animal or vegetable kingdom, but odds now favor animal. Probably represents incredibly advanced evolution of radiata without loss of certain primitive features. Echinoderm resemblances unmistakable despite local contradictory evidences. Wing structure puzzles in view of probable marine habitat, but may have use in water navigation. Symmetry is curiously vegetablelike, suggesting vegetable 's essential up-and-down structure rather than animal's fore-and-aft structure. Fabulously early date of evolution, preceding even simplest Archaean protozoa hitherto known, baffles all conjecture as to origin.

[Anonymous No.]

"Complete specimens have such uncanny resemblance to certain creatures of primal myth that suggestion of ancient existence outside antarctic becomes inevitable. Dyer and Pabodie have read Necronomicon and seen Clark Ashton Smith's nightmare paintings based on text, and will understand when I speak of Elder Things supposed to have created all earth life as jest or mistake. Students have always thought conception formed from morbid imaginative treatment of very ancient tropical radiata. Also like prehistoric folklore things Wilmarth has spoken of—Cthulhu cult appendages, etc.

[Anonymous No.]

"Vast field of study opened. Deposits probably of late Cretaceous or early Eocene period, judging from associated specimens. Massive stalagmites deposited above them. Hard work hewing out, but toughness prevented damage. State of preservation miraculous, evidently owing to limestone action. No more found so far, but will resume search later. Job now to get fourteen huge specimens to camp without dogs, which bark furiously and can't be trusted near them. With nine men—three left to guard the dogs—we ought to manage the three sledges fairly well, though wind is bad. Must establish plane communication with McMurdo Sound and begin shipping material. But I've got to dissect one of these things before we take any rest. Wish I had a real laboratory here. Dyer better kick himself for having tried to stop my westward trip. First the world's greatest mountains, and then this. If this last isn't the high spot of the expedition, I don't know what is. We're made scientifically. Congrats, Pabodie, on the drill that opened up the cave. Now will Arkham please respond?"

[Anonymous No.]

The sensations of Pabodie and myself at receipt of this report were almost beyond description, nor were our companions much behind us in enthusiasm. McTighe, who had hastily translated a few high spots as they came from the droning receiving set, wrote out the entire message from his shorthand version as soon as Lake's operator signed off. All appreciated the epoch-making significance of the discovery, and I sent Lake congratulations as soon as the Arkham's operator had repeated back the descriptive parts as requested; and my example was followed by Sherman from his station at the McMurdo Sound supply cache, as well as by Captain Douglas of the Arkham. Later, as head of the expedition, I added some remarks to be relayed through the Arkham to the outside world. Of course, rest was an absurd thought amidst this excitement; and my only wish was to get to Lake's camp as quickly as I could. It disappointed me when he sent word that a rising mountain gale made early aerial travel impossible.

[Anonymous No.]

But within an hour and a half interest again rose to banish disappointment. Lake, sending more messages, told of the completely successful transportation of the fourteen great specimens to the camp. It had been a hard pull, for the things were surprisingly heavy; but nine men had accomplished it very neatly. Now some of the party were hurriedly building a snow corral at a safe distance from the camp, to which the dogs could be brought for greater convenience in feeding. The specimens were laid out on the hard snow near the camp, save for one on which Lake was making crude attempts at dissection.

[Anonymous No.]

This dissection seemed to be a greater task than had been expected, for, despite the heat of a gasoline stove in the newly raised laboratory tent, the deceptively flexible tissues of the chosen specimen—a powerful and intact one—lost nothing of their more than leathery toughness. Lake was puzzled as to how he might make the requisite incisions without violence destructive enough to upset all the structural niceties he was looking for. He had, it is true, seven more perfect specimens; but these were too few to use up recklessly unless the cave might later yield an unlimited supply. Accordingly he removed the specimen and dragged in one which, though having remnants of the starfish arrangements at both ends, was badly crushed and partly disrupted along one of the great torso furrows.

[Anonymous No.]

Results, quickly reported over the wireless, were baffling and provocative indeed. Nothing like delicacy or accuracy was possible with instruments hardly able to cut the anomalous tissue, but the little that was achieved left us all awed and bewildered. Existing biology would have to be wholly revised, for this thing was no product of any cell growth science knows about. There had been scarcely any mineral replacement, and despite an age of perhaps forty million years, the internal organs were wholly intact. The leathery, undeteriorative, and almost indestructible quality was an inherent attribute of the thing's form of organization, and pertained to some paleogean cycle of invertebrate evolution utterly beyond our powers of speculation. At first all that Lake found was dry, but as the heated tent produced its thawing effect, organic moisture of pungent and offensive odor was encountered toward the thing's uninjured side. It was not blood, but a thick, dark-green fluid apparently answering the same purpose. By the time Lake reached this stage, all thirty-seven dogs had been brought to the still uncompleted corral near the camp, and even at that distance set up a savage barking and show of restlessness at the acrid, diffusive smell.

[Anonymous No.]

>>11062775
>I'm a fujoshi. I was on the girls intermural soccer team of a Catholic private school.
When I was nine, we merrily read porn magazines we had found in the woods and joked about each other's moms. One of the guys had a dad with schizophrenia and alcoholism (of which we were unaware of because we were kids) and he often repeated the depraved stories this dad told him. We, of course, believed them to be accurate reflections of reality in all relevant places and adjusted our behavior accordingly. There were loads of half-criminal drunks around, and usually employed, too, so everything seemed credible enough. They were the adult men, the guys we were supposed to look up to.

When you see a middle-aged laborer acting out in an alcohol-fueled psychosis, you kind of start assuming that the world is a pretty nasty place. What about the mother, then? Well, she was the kind of woman who would marry such a man.

The stuff we saw in television looked completely absurd and the worldview school tried to offer us was so grossly incompatible with reality that we started believing that they were intentionally feeding us nonsense and that looks really matter the most. Only one of us had college-educated parents and he was the shyest of us all. He barely ever said anything, which makes sense now.

We kids started regularly messing up with alcohol when we were 12.

Purity is kind of subjective. When we got into middle school, none of us even ended up in spec ed. One almost did, but he talked his way out of it. He was always so blatant that adults usually ate his bullshit. His reputation among adults was much cleaner than it ought to be. If I had to associate with that guy now, I would do nothing with him without written contracts, and preferably not even with them.

It's funny because she has now spent more time with women than the rest of us combined. It works because he actually is handsome and talkative. Alcoholic as hell, too, but the essence of love is forgivance.

[Anonymous No.]

Far from helping to place the strange entity, this provisional dissection merely deepened its mystery. All guesses about its external members had been correct, and on the evidence of these one could hardly hesitate to call the thing animal; but internal inspection brought up so many vegetable evidences that Lake was left hopelessly at sea. It had digestion and circulation, and eliminated waste matter through the reddish tubes of its starfish-shaped base. Cursorily, one would say that its respiration apparatus handled oxygen rather than carbon dioxide, and there were odd evidences of air-storage chambers and methods of shifting respiration from the external orifice to at least two other fully developed breathing systems—gills and pores. Clearly, it was amphibian, and probably adapted to long airless hibernation periods as well. Vocal organs seemed present in connection with the main respiratory system, but they presented anomalies beyond immediate solution. Articulate speech, in the sense of syllable utterance, seemed barely conceivable, but musical piping notes covering a wide range were highly probable. The muscular system was almost prematurely developed.

[Anonymous No.]

>>11063256
Yes, I am a train otaku but I have never been on one sadly.

[Anonymous No.]

The nervous system was so complex and highly developed as to leave Lake aghast. Though excessively primitive and archaic in some respects, the thing had a set of ganglial centers and connectives arguing the very extremes of specialized development. Its five-lobed brain was surprisingly advanced, and there were signs of a sensory equipment, served in part through the wiry cilia of the head, involving factors alien to any other terrestrial organism. Probably it had more than five senses, so that its habits could not be predicted from any existing analogy. It must, Lake thought, have been a creature of keen sensitiveness and delicately differentiated functions in its primal world—much like the ants and bees of today. It reproduced like the vegetable cryptogams, especially the Pteridophyta, having spore cases at the tips of the wings and evidently developing from a thallus or prothallus.

[Tokiko- No.]

>>11063296
I live in Portland so I get to ride a train called the MAX all the time. For $5 you can ride all day -- it's awesome! You should move to a big city with a metro system or somethijng.

[Anonymous No.]

But to give it a name at this stage was mere folly. It looked like a radiate, but was clearly something more. It was partly vegetable, but had three-fourths of the essentials of animal structure. That it was marine in origin, its symmetrical contour and certain other attributes clearly indicated; yet one could not be exact as to the limit of its later adaptations. The wings, after all, held a persistent suggestion of the aerial. How it could have undergone its tremendously complex evolution on a new-born earth in time to leave prints in Archaean rocks was so far beyond conception as to make Lake whimsically recall the primal myths about Great Old Ones who filtered down from the stars and concocted earth life as a joke or mistake; and the wild tales of cosmic hill things from outside told by a folklorist colleague in Miskatonic's English department.

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Naturally, he considered the possibility of the pre-Cambrian prints having been made by a less evolved ancestor of the present specimens, but quickly rejected this too-facile theory upon considering the advanced structural qualities of the older fossils. If anything, the later contours showed decadence rather than higher evolution. The size of the pseudofeet had decreased, and the whole morphology seemed coarsened and simplified. Moreover, the nerves and organs just examined held singular suggestions of retrogression from forms still more complex. Atrophied and vestigial parts were surprisingly prevalent. Altogether, little could be said to have been solved; and Lake fell back on mythology for a provisional name—jocosely dubbing his finds "The Elder Ones."

[Anonymous No.]

I once fell asleep on a bus and woke up in a city I didn't know 5/5 highly recommended very fun