/jp/ - Otaku Culture

[☢ Solar Sect of Mystic Wisdom ☢ !LoLiCONjvE No.]

>>>/rs/THERE_ARE_NO_MEN_IN_GENSOKYO___:D

[Anonymous No.]

lol epic thread

[Anonymous No.]

>:D
Out.

[None !NACK.rrrr. No.]

Yes, and?

[Anonymous No.]

>>4048974
eks dee sooooo funny red text stopped being funny almost half a year ago

[Anonymous No.]

You truly are the master of trolling.

[Anonymous No.]

Rinnosuke Morichika.
Go back to /a/.

[Anonymous No.]

>>4048981
> >:D
Why so angry?

[Anonymous No.]

>>4048981
xDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD

[Anonymous No.]

awesome

[Anonymous No.]

>>4048989
Red text was never funny.

[Anonymous No.]

>>4048974

Just like we all know there are no women on the internet, this is old news.

[Anonymous No.]

>>4048974
>That maybe true, but that one man, left Gensokyo for few days for resupply. And he might come back soon.

[☢ Solar Sect of Mystic Wisdom ☢ !LoLiCONjvE No.]

>>4048981

(＾∇＾)

[Anonymous No.]

What does teal text mean?

[Anonymous No.]

>>4049032
> Windows
> Opera

[VanDarkholme !Fm1nltMd1. No.]

This is new and exciting.

[Anonymous No.]

>>4048974

Gee, !lolicon. Just because we shot you out of that other thread, doesn't mean you have to create another shit filled delight.

[Anonymous No.]

>>4049038
Opera, now developed by Mozilla and renamed to Firefox.

[Anonymous No.]

>>4049038
I use Opera Turbo's proxies for posting, I got my off-campus dorm's static IP permabanned 2 days after moving in.

They'll never know it was me.

[Anonymous No.]

>this thread

[☢ Solar Sect of Mystic Wisdom ☢ !LoLiCONjvE No.]

>>4049043

lol, anons...

You are fun people to troll.

>>4049013
There are a lot, but not here, of course.

[Anonymous No.]

>>4049062
Ugh, that MSPaint is so bad it hurts to look at.

[Anonymous No.]

>>4049065
Honestly, it's funny how you think we are actually angry at you. Your retarded attempts at being "OH SHIT MASTER TROLL LOL XD" amuses me greatly. Best you go back to being an anon, lest you get yourself in deep shit and get your e-penis cut off.

[Anonymous No.]

>>4049065

I'm glad you're not using emoticons. But you lack trolling skills, you should stop by my dojo for some training.

[☢ Solar Sect of Mystic Wisdom ☢ !LoLiCONjvE No.]

>>4049085

Delicious butthurt tears!

[Witch of Miracles !!C1hDziqFB7j No.]

This thread is bad and you should feel bad

[Anonymous No.]

>>4049118
I tried to warn you. Remember that.

[Anonymous No.]

[Anonymous No.]

Picture your consciousness as a galaxy of stars, revolving around a supermassive black hole, the gravity of which anchors it in reality.

Now, imagine that supermassive black hole swelling enormously in size, growing and expanding until it devours all the stars in the entire galaxy.

This is what tanasinn is like.

[Mann !hJbICmfiOo No.]

>>4049118

Get the fuck out of here and go back to /b/.

[Surtic !!Wzibuz8tB+B No.]

>>4049118
Please desist in using Cirno images in your shitty trolling.

Thank you.

[Anonymous No.]

Picture in your mind a massive yellow phone book.

In this phone book is a name, number and address for every human being alive, that has ever lived, and ever will live, along with an equivalent number of pages in the business directory.

This phone book is on an old wooden table in a concrete room with no doors or windows.

You are trapped in the room and have a compulsion to read the phone book. You have now read through it cover-to-cover five-thousand, seven-hundred, thirty-one times. Your hands are pale from the lack of sunlight. Your hands are covered in scars from paper cuts. Your hands resemble the surface of Europa. You reach for the phone book one more time and flip through the pages like a picture book. As you flip through the pages at high-speed, the names and numbers form an image of yourself, staring back at you with a corrupted smile. The skin on your hands is now in shreds, the razor edges of the phone book having revealed bare bone, to which you are oblivious as you watch images dance on thin, colored-coded pages.

You have now flipped through the book eleven-thousand, eight-hundred, sixty-eight times.

This is what tanasinn is like.

[Anonymous No.]

Picture this:

You're looking through a magnifiying viewfinder. Perhaps that of a camera, or a binoculars, or one of those telescopes you see on observation decks. Your vision is shunted straight ahead, into a narrow cone five to fifteen degrees, at maximum. Peripheal vision is nonexistant. The rest of the world exists around you, but because of the focus, you can't see anything outside it, only the part in in front of you. You can turn in any direction, and you can view things it would normally be impossible for you to view, in detail you never would be able to see otherwise, but you're still looking through what is essentially tube vision, and as soon as your eyes try to reach the edge of the tube, you run into a barrier of non-information.

Now invert part of that image, as you would an image channel in Photoshop. All around you, you can see the entire world, but blurrily, out of focus, and the only thing you view clearly is straight ahead of you. It is as if your visual tube has been reversed, and instead of seeing through the tube, you see the tube itself. What is that tube made of? A boundary of emptiness, around which you can see the lack of any visual information at all in vivid detail.

That tube is what tanasinn is like.

[Anonymous No.]

Picture, if you will, an infinite number of monkeys. Each monkey is seated at a typewriter. Row upon row upon endless row of typewriters, stretching out into an unfathomable white infinity. These monkeys will, at random, strike keys on their typewriter with their clumsy simian hands and feet for the rest of eternity or until they produce the complete works of William Shakespeare, which ever comes first.
Now imagine a monkey drinking it's own urine.

That is what tanasinn is like.

[Anonymous No.]

Imagine a monkey, beaten half to death by the rocks thrown by cruel children. As its life flashes before its eyes, it conjures images of the antagonistic human society being devoured by war and destruction, the collapse of the world by their ignorance. Now come to realize that it is a reflection.
That is what tanasinn is like.

[☢ Solar Sect of Mystic Wisdom ☢ !LoLiCONjvE No.]

I told you, this was the war. Next time, if you don't like something, just let it be, don't look at it, just ignore it and learn to be more tolerant with insignificant things.

Now you fed the troll. Maybe you're not angry, and I don't want you to be angry, but I laughed at your posts anyway and had a lot of fun. Thank you so much!

[Mann !hJbICmfiOo No.]

>>4049203

>I told you, this was the war.

It wasn't a war, it was shit.

>but I laughed at your posts anyway and had a lot of fun.

You were comforting yourself, those were not laughs of pleasure, but instead they were nervous convulsions.

[Anonymous No.]

That quiet burble of unintelligible voices you think you hear as you're drifting off to sleep that suddenly become very loud and shake you back to complete wakefulness. Now the voices are gone.

Those voices were discussing tanasinn.

[Anonymous No.]

>>4049203
You are very, very, very easily satisfied.
I guess that is the merit of a simple life.

[Anonymous No.]

Picture yourself, in every moment of your life, passing from place to place and time to time. Picture those places and times and picture what happened to them. Has the past gone away when you left it? Is this true, can you not go back? If so, surely this can be the same way for places as it is for time. Imagine that when you leave a room, or simply turn away, a multitude of tiny organisms deconstruct the reality you can't see, and it ceases to exist. At the same time, the organisms weave together a new world wherever you go and for whatever you look at out of the material of that dead reality. This of course implies the back of your head does not exist either. So how does it seem familiar? Because when the back of your head does not exist, these organisms may restructure your brain directly in order to create the feeling of familiarity and of memory.
They do all this, without ever ceasing, out of knowledge passed down by instinct that when you cease to acknowledge reality, they as a whole will cease to exist, because reality is the knowing and they are the unknowing, both in mutual interdependence. In time they may attempt to rewire your brain or body to ensure this does not happen, but it is far more likely just one of them will realize that your brain is just a construct of your thought... and since thought is a product of your brain, that single organism, one of an infinite number of organisms will know it's true purpose is not in line with it's kind.

It's purpose is tanasinn.

[Anonymous No.]

>>4049203
Oh no, don't mind me. Looking and replying at your laughable posts was satisfying enough.

[Anonymous No.]

Imagine you are having terrible nightmare. It's terrible, but it's terrible only to you and no other. It's a horror custom made for you by your own mind. The content is not important, but the fear is. When you wake, you wake in a room on a bed. It is your bed, but it is not your bed. It is your room, but it is not your room. With effort, you realize you have not awoken at all, but are still asleep and have dreamed of an awakening. The question remains if you are to wake and be greeted with reality, should you get out of bed or go back to sleep. You decide to do both, and you fall backward through the bed as the sheets envelop your body. It's dark, but it's not dark. You're awake, but you're not awake. You are dead and being cremated. As flames disintegrate your flesh, a scream echos through your mind but not does not escape your lips which, even if you could speak, have been glued shut. You black out once more, and awaken at dawn. As the mingled ashes of bone and oak are scattered on a beach by the one you've left behind, you finally understand:

You are not the ashes of the man, you are the ashes of coffin. You were not a man dreaming of life, but a tree dreaming you were a man.

This awakening, this epiphany... this is tanasinn.

[☢ Solar Sect of Mystic Wisdom ☢ !LoLiCONjvE No.]

>>4049219

Whatever they were, it was pleasant to me.

>>4049217

Maybe.

[Anonymous No.]

[☢ Solar Sect of Mystic Wisdom ☢ !LoLiCONjvE No.]

>>4049252

I almost forgot the real purpose of the thread! Yeah, so... there are no men in Gensokyo, so everyone is lesbian there.

[Anonymous No.]

>>4048970
please cease and desist with your spamming on our board ano
n
ta
lk.c
om thanks in advance have a nice day many hugs from tiny loli

[Anonymous No.]

>>4048972
please cease and desist with your spamming on our board ano
n
ta
lk.c
om thanks in advance have a nice day many hugs from tiny loli

[Anonymous No.]

>>4049203
>implying you aren't just trying to make yourself feel better about not being assimilated, and about being called out for the idiot you are

[Anonymous No.]

>>4049271

[-_- No.]

Think of all the things that could really cause rage in /jp/. There are a lot of them. Consider making a thread about one of them. Then come back with a new nick, because no one will bother raging at a thread made by you.

And good luck! Trolling is a fun game. I hope you get the hang of it soon!

[Anonymous No.]

>>>/rs/Newfaggots can't redtext