/lit/ - Literature

[Anonymous No.18263623]

Write a short story about this image.

[Anonymous No.18263627]

>>18263623
What a useful thread.

[Anonymous No.18263632]

>>18263623
Demonic catholic nuns prepare for an obscene ritual involving chickens. The pope is Satan and the Vatican is part of Hell.

[Anonymous No.18264590]

>>18263627
Sorry that a Guenon thread died for this

[Anonymous No.18264916]

>>18263623
Wouldn't fat ducks be good?

[Anonymous No.18264919]

>>18264590
Guenon threads never die. They just return to the primordial source to await for rebirth at the end of the Kali Yuga

[Anonymous No.18264922]

>>18264590
Good. Fuck Guenon threads are cancer.

[Anonymous No.18264925]

>>18264922
Seething hylic

[Anonymous No.18265105]

>>18263623
*fap fap fap fap fap*

[Anonymous No.18265402]

"These ducks have grown so fat!" The Japanese nun said.
"Ducks!" another Japanese nun shouted. "Can't you read the board? It says: "DON'T GET FAT," but you fuckin' ducks got fat anyway. Who the fuck keeps feeding you? Answer me, ducks!"
"Quack," a duck quacked in response.

[Anonymous No.18265611]

>>18263623
The unfit go to Room 6A in a large schoolhouse which is entered from outside. They go up five or six flights into a fairly long, well-constructed and well-ventilated hallway, which is lined with rooms to the left and right. It is brightly lit, and the rooms are numbered. The ducks are told that they are to be cleaned and fed for the night. They must therefore completely undress to be bathed. To avoid panic and to prevent disturbances of any kind, they are instructed to choose a meal from a false menu, which they will receive after their bath. Everything proceeds in a perfectly orderly fashion. Then they pass through a small corridor and enter a large room which resembles a classroom. In this room are three strict nuns, into whose hands the ducks are placed. When three- to four-hundred ducks have been herded into this room, the doors are shut, and nuns order the ducks onto a set of scales. As soon as the ducks touch the scales, they are weighed to see if they are too heavy. A few minutes later, the door opens on the other side, where the headmistress is located. The snacks of the ducks is cut off, and their exercise routine is determined by specialists (Ducks). It has been discovered that ducks were hiding weight through fastened balloons. Then the ducks are ordered into lines and marched up to the gym, where ten large treadmills are located. (Because heavy ducks burn fat particularly well, only 50-100 days of training are needed for the whole process.) The job itself is performed by very heavy ducks, who never step outside this gym again.

[Anonymous No.18265986]

>>18265611
If only we could deal with fat people in US the same way.

[Anonymous No.18266755]

>>18263623
>No snacks

[Anonymous No.18268306]

>>18265986
rude

[Anonymous No.18268863]

>>18263623
I just now noticed the ducks with balloons bribed the nuns with cookies.

[Anonymous No.18268877]

>>18263627
Cute nuns with ducks are cute!

[Anonymous No.18268896]

>>18263623
>>18264590
>>18265402
>>18265611
>>18268863
>>18268877
Raging seething incels

[Anonymous No.18268968]

>>18263623
>ribbit
What did they mean by this?

[Anonymous No.18268980]

>>18268968
This artist also has peices with emphasis on the frog nun.

[Anonymous No.18269019]

Even as I duckling I have always liked humans. I floated around the pond and they gave me great food. Even though only the silvered hair humans usually gave us food and some of them pestering us at some points, I never hated them. They are much superior than us on the food chain and I feel grateful just to spend my days in this pond. Humans are fascinating. If I were in their position, I would have probably eaten me and my fellow ducks. Their skins' color vary from person to person and they always carry a flat reflecting surface. They like to stare at it and touch it. I want to someday figure out the reason behind their interactions with these reflecting surfaces. As I was just observing one of the humans interacting with one of the aforementioned reflecting surfaces, I was picked up. A fear came in me at first and flapped my wings with all my strength. I don't want to die just yet but I saw the human that chased me, picked me up and now trying to do again, didn't have hostility in her eyes. I don't know why but I just let her take me. I guess I just wanted to understand humans more. I closed my eyes and prepared for anything that might come. and then the human moved to a large box which moved. My family and friends panicked but I am okay with leaving my fate to the one which held me. The human eyes on me showed confusion at first but I felt them slowly turn into eyes of fascination. The hands that tried to restrict me from moving, merely were just placed around me for warmth. The box moved too fast and I closed my eyes with the intent to sleep. When I opened my eyes again, the box had stopped moving and I felt a certain tightness around my body. I then saw the humans taking out their reflecting surfaces and shine light on me. The light was too bright so I quickly tried to turn. But my legs didn't feel anything. I realized I was afloat. I looked up. Saw these colorful circular objects above me and they were tied to me. The humans that surrounded me were all giddy and marvelled by the sight of a duck flying. Then I was taken out the box along my friends and family. I saw fear on their faces but I was just too happy to fly. The human that had captured me pushed me through the air and I truly felt like I flew. And then we were brought to a table where all of us are now lined up and put on some strange human apparatus. I take my place in the line. Despite my friends communicating their fears to me, I just closed my eyes and enjoyed flight.

[Anonymous No.18269043]

>>18263623
THE USA NEEDS NUNS TO STOP OBESITY IN DUCKS

[Anonymous No.18269254]

>>18264919
based

[Anonymous No.18269466]

>>18264590
Based