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Describe this image in your best prose.

>> No.21233253

>>21233236
This man was immune to malaria. When Napoleon invaded with 30000 of his best hussars all he and his ilk had to do was retreat to the hills inward the Caribbean island. Malaria to the invaders did the rest. If only a quarter of Napoleon's hussars had returned alive to France it would have been much less of a disaster than what actually came to pass.

>> No.21233258

NIGGER

>> No.21233263

The coal-black negro stared out from the photograph with the cold dead eyes of a serial rapist.

>> No.21233305

They conquered the world
those men of renown
And upon the dark continent they found
A race so brutish and black as an ace
they fashioned them into a worker race
But the men of renown
had weak hearts, you see
They longed to set the black man free
Now they've a scourge to keep at bay
As the freed black worker reaps havoc today

>> No.21233312

>>21233305
Sublime
>Verification not required.

>> No.21233318

>>21233305
Nicely done

>> No.21233326
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daddy

>> No.21233334

>>21233236
>mfw I found out that wakanda ain't real

>> No.21233336

>>21233326
drop tag <3

>> No.21233341

>>21233236
"Young man", said the bespectacled Mr Winklebottom, eying the weedy teenager steadily from the doorway in his tweed vest, diminutive in comparison to his companion. "The man you see to my right is my dear friend Mr Broadstroke. Mr Broadstroke, among other things, takes care of all matters of security pertaining to my personal and business dealings. You have proposed to take my daughter to the picture theatre in your own personal vehicle, a proposal which she brought to me, and which I have in turn approved. This approval however, comes with the following condition: good Mr Broadstroke here, a hopeless cinephile, will accompany you both. He will travel in the front seat of your auto, and will sit beside you in the picture theatre. My daughter may sit on the other side of you. After the film, Mr Broadstroke would be delighted to accompany you both to the ice cream parlour for dessert, before you return her to me here. I shall expect you at 11. Do enjoy your evening, my young friend".
The young man offered a mere assenting nod as his only response, as he turned his regard upward again to meet the unwavering gaze of Mr Broadstroke, in whose eyes he discerned, or so it seemed to him, an eager twinkle.

>> No.21233343

>>21233305
>prose

>> No.21233352

scammer.

>> No.21233356

>>21233341
>dating the daughter
>not dating Mr Broadstroke
You had one job, son.

>> No.21233361
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21233361

>>21233236
This man had a cosmically brilliant racial capitalist vision: the future of the American nation would be shaped by in turn shaping the cream of white American nubile females for the particular psycho-physiological needs of the homie moyen noir, out of which would arise a race of American BBC unlike anything the world had ever seen. Unstoppable in everyway. A negro phallocracy would rule the world, upon whose whims all other races of men would hang or be dashed as upon obsidian Charybdian cocks. Resistance was futile: the mullatocracy was at hand!

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>>21233361
Did you plagiarise this from picrel?

>> No.21233495

>>21233236
The defeated visage of homo pelli nigra sat in solitude. Betrayed by his very DNA from his early childhood when others with lighter pigments surpassed him in grade school and then seemed as though they were years ahead by high school. The only things he could ever fall upon was his violence and his skin color and the hope that no one would ever connect the two dots.

>> No.21233635

>>21233236
NIGGER NIGGER NIGGER NIGGER NIGGER. The end.

>> No.21233783

>>21233236
The nigger
He destroyed his cage
Yes
YES
The nigger is out

>> No.21233872

>>21233236
based hunter gatherer

>> No.21234098

>>21233236
No

>> No.21234130

>>21233236
I am a sick man. I dont remember exactly when or why I started drinking, I could not have been older than thirteen, even though I rarely celebrated my birthdays; my mother was a drugged up whore and my father...well, look at me, he obviously wasn't. My liver is toxic, my eyes have for months now, maybe years, had a yellow tinge to them, especially after I started taking fentanyl, which just seemed to make things even worse. But it's cheap. And when I use it, I become a beast. My life has no meaning, my existence is a burden to society, even in my best moments I was never of use to anyone. I hate everybody and I do not wish for a better world, and even though some like to pretend that they care, deep down I know that they do not. I rob, I rape, I kill. I am a creature and in my contorted grimace, one might find a vague resemblance of that which Prometheus tried to preserve. But I would kill Herkules before he could unchain him, and I would join the eagle and eat his liver. Just like the drugs eat away at mine. And I would ask him, scream at him with thick, burgundy blood on my black lips: Why? Why father?

>> No.21234192

>>21233236
SAPIENS could be here, he thought. His mind - insofar as one might term it a mind, capable of those mindlike things a mindful mind might mindly mind - then began to wander. Bix nood. A special blend of herbs and spices. Riley Reid. What was he thinking about again? It doesn't matter, he-

*exit pursued by a lion*

>> No.21234307

I am a black man living in a white man's world. That is what my so-called brothers tell me. But I don't feel "black", nor do I feel like a man anymore. I feel like an animal from another planet. Not even an alien per se, but the pet of an alien; a domesticated rat fed the slops of the alien's cuisine, dropping from his silver dish. I never had a chance to become a brother because before that stage of adolescence could infect me, I had to see my brother Harold murdered with an axe. I was 12 years old. I wanted to kill the man who did that to poor innocent Harold, so engrossed in his legos that he didn't see the axeman come creeping through the door and swinging his play thing like a baton girl over Harold's tiny head. I did see the man, but I said nothing. I thought i was hallucinating the man and his flying axe. He was dressed like a clown. His nose was upturned to his forehead. He was not human either. He told me to shush before he brought the axe straight down the middle top of Harold's fuzzy little head splitting the poor kid in two down to his penis. People thought I did it. My mother hated me because I must've done it, there were no reported sightings of a strange man prowling our little town. But as for the axe, they couldn't locate that either, and the improbability of me being able to hide the axe to their befuddlement (my supposed IQ was so low they removed me from the murder equation all together) that I went walking. I was a free man at 10 years old, but the actual loneliness of freedom in its practical experience destroyed me. I was ruled by the clown man. I had to find him.

>> No.21234499

>>21234130
Naisu.

>> No.21234519

Nice
Intellectual
Gregarious
Gorilla
Eunuch's
Relative

>> No.21234601

>>21233236
Big nigga alurt

>> No.21234614

>>21233236
I pray for your death OP.

>> No.21235234

>>21234499
thx

>> No.21235520

>>21233236
STEP RIGHT UP FOLKS STEP RIIIIIIIIIIIIGHT UP
EXPERIENCE THE WONDER AND AMUSEMENT OF LAYING EYES UPON OUR FANTASTIC SPECIMEN
FROM THE DEEPEST JUNGLES OF DARKEST EBONY...
I SPEAK OF COURSE OF THE ULTIMATE RARITY: THE BROAD-NOSED ZAIRIAN NIGGEDYBOO
THATS RIGHT FOLKS, THIS MOST CONFOUNDED NIGGEDYBOO WAS BROUGHT YOU WAY ALL THE WAY FROM THE MYSTERIOUS AND FERTILE LANDS FED FROM THE RIVER CONGO
GAZE UPON HIS FLESH DEEPER THAN THE DARKEST OBSIDIAN...WONDER AT HIS BESTIAL AND FEROCIOUS FEATURES...
FIFTEEN DOLLARS FOLKS! THE WONDROUS ZAIRIAN NIGGEDYBOO!

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"OCCIDENTAL HAPLOGROUP B4 IS DONE GIVING ORDERS AROUND HERE. THE INFLUENCE OF THE "HAM SANDWICH RACE" IS WANING."

>> No.21236456

>>21233236
>GON DAN BIX NOOD MUTHAFUKR

>> No.21236471

His eyes and his brow conveyed a look that attempted to show the world the hurt it had given him, but it only managed to disguised the hurt that he had given to himself.

>> No.21236472

Lemures were formless and liminal, associated with darkness and its dread. In Republican and Imperial Rome, May 9, 11, and 13 were dedicated to their placation in the household practices of Lemuralia or Lemuria. The head of household (paterfamilias) would rise at midnight and cast black beans behind him with averted gaze; the Lemures were presumed to feast on them. Black was the appropriate colour for offerings to chthonic deities. William Warde Fowler interprets the gift of beans as an offer of life, and points out that they were a ritual pollution for priests of Jupiter. The lemures themselves were both fearsome and fearful: any malevolent shades dissatisfied with the offering of the paterfamilias could be startled into flight by the loud banging of bronze pots.

>> No.21236527

>>21234307
Thanks for the effort of taking Ops post seriously

>> No.21237033

>>21234192
This was good anon

>> No.21237039

>>21233236
COWABUNGA I ARE DA NIGGEST NIGGATELO

>> No.21237075

"NIGGERS could he here" he overheard, "I've never been in this neighbourhood before. There could be NIGGERS anywhere." The disgruntled Tyrone took note of the man's demeanor. His bare chest protruding from his open shirt. The wind blowing wildly in the night. Some white pop music was reverberating the car. Tyrone approached the man from behind. "With a car, you can go anywhere you want" were the final words spoken before Tyrone's rage got the better of him.

>> No.21237145

>>21233305
Is it really "reap" havoc? Have I been saying "reek" havoc incorrectly this whole time? Holy shit anon....

>> No.21237165
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>>21233253
Haiti, Ay-Ti, Land of Mountains, Land of Primordial grace, Hispaniola, now home to the Niggardly Race. Like an ark from the upper volta, they sail and flood the Neuwelt, getting into every crack and crevice left vacant by the Taino, now rotting under the fallen canopies of the jungle, dead to the white man's diseases and the white man's lead shot. Contribute to this world 1000 years more they will through the smelling stinking peat that gets trapped between the coolie toes, carrying it back like the sugar cane over their shoulder, to the cobbled streets of the white man's cities. Live on Haiti! You carry with you the ghosts of millions of dead, not realizing, you are stewards to their land. Live on!

>> No.21237231

>>21237145
It's wreak

>> No.21238564

>>21233236
Anti-semite

>> No.21238589

>>21233236
The imperceptibly jolly African American stared with a hard concentration at nothing in particular as he considered with wonder how Andrew Wiles solved Fermat's last theorem.