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>>21063728
Not live because episodes work better with editing in post. That and I gotta bleep out hard Rs or YouTube tos gives me shit

>> No.21063720 [View]

/unreal/ press is doing another /wg/ critique episode.
Reply with shit you want me to read. I’ll actually edit the audio this time.

>> No.21058409 [View]

>>21057272
I imagined her as around a b cup

>> No.21056197 [View]

>>21056177
fuck you I have to change it now

>> No.21056154 [View]

>>21056145
eh I'll set up a podcast option later this week. Didn't think it was necessary because I put the text on screen as I read it out. Audiovisual stim, yknow?

>> No.21055915 [View]

>>21050138
Bright Lights, Big City
Less Than Zero
SOCIOPATH, or primadonna girl
African Psycho
Rant

>> No.21055907 [View]

>>21055885
L.A. Labuschagne. STIGMATA, or to spite the gods

>> No.21055865 [View]
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/unreal/ critique episode as promised
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gz2rfxegZZc

>> No.21054262 [View]

>>21054236
Fantasy waifu comes to our world instead of the self insert going to the fantasy world.
Like, isekai is when you come to Brazil. Reverse isekai is when Brazilians go to you

>> No.21054228 [View]

>>21054219
SOCIOPATH is reverse isekai fan fiction, thank you

>> No.21048785 [View]

>>21047974
Nice. This will be the remastered cover

>> No.21047071 [View]

>>21046799
I take offence to the first one. As stressed I have a different mental illness

>> No.21047067 [View]

>>21046666
Thoroughly enjoyed it

>> No.21046541 [View]

>>21046492
Bateman was a chad. I’d peel his skin off and wear him like a raincoat, let all the losers slide clean off. Deeply inspirational to my work, particularly the itemised lists

>> No.21046289 [View]

>>21046271
Literally admitted to being a fashion journo in the cast

>> No.21046253 [View]

>>21046150
Stop impersonating me cunt. I never cross dressed. I have standards and principles here

>> No.21046150 [View]

>>21046097
There was a period of ponies and a period of cross dressing, but I can assure you, the two never overlapped.

>> No.21046072 [View]

>>21046056
>>21046042
Fuck both of you. If I Google “these two anons are retards”, I would get one billion results.

>> No.21045498 [View]

Morality was in short supply those days; I’d recently ended my affair with old-time religion and the resulting running jump off the deep end landed me in several different kinds of legal trouble, a few near death experiences, and balls deep in some very, very questionable paramours.

Meet Arjuna Keaton. Legal trouble, sure, depending on your definition of rape via deception, anyway, tangentially related nearly overdosing on cocaine, very much a paramour. You know, nice legs, some ass, I quote self-proclaimed “jailbait tits”, free weed and tolerable personality. In short, very much a questionable paramour. My first question was how long it’d last. Second was how much I cared to keep the pronouns consistent.

I’d met him like I meet most of my women - during the day. I’d seduced him like I fuck most of my women, later, that night, once the alcoholic river ran and certain legs loosened. Not that I can’t be charismatic sober - I’m no vampire here - but open mic nights are a real different kind of charismatic to pretending you’re a trans ally and - by good hope - you hadn’t realised she was, you know, a he until he told you as such. In verse, of course. It was that kind of open mic night. Good hope, it was that kind of bar.

Any vow to start frequenting better places would be quickly broken by a combination of gauging Uber fares and the bullshit gas price. There were probably better shebeens and better ladyboys in Sandton or Menlyn side, sure, but I couldn’t be bothered to dress up for Sandton and the endured associated cognac binges. Unlike my - and I hate to say it - alcoholic contemporaries, I’d kicked my cognac habit by the time I’d flunked out of high school. And, unfortunately, they’d passed. With their non-rental sports cars and bespoke suits, they were the real deal. Ain’t no man able to impersonate that every day, every night. No matter how good the ladyboys were. Or the cognac.

Anyway, I’m a journalist, if you hadn’t figured - and if you’re a woman under thirty, I’m two years older than you and better paid. If you’re not, I’m the Ben Ten burst of youthful energy you need in your life. And if you’re some guy, ayo, howzit, good to find a brother in this dump… wherever this is… drinking whatever it is… that you’re drinking. I’m not picky. When it comes to that, I am not picky. And yeah, call me Saul. Pen names and phone numbers come later.

Approximately this combination of lies led to me picking up Keaton. After, of course, luck had it he’d wander into the Chinese restaurant I was hunkered down in, recovering from an evening of bad poetry and worse standup. There over Tsingtao lager, manipulating an acquaintance out of a dim sum meal. The other guy at the table knew Keaton, invited him over like you do when you think his poetry’s pretty bad but, hell, he’s running your next D&D game so you better be polite.

>> No.20984859 [View]

>>20984832
Pale Fire

>> No.20978749 [View]

>>20978654
https://discord.com/invite/mQrs2Zcvut

>> No.20978595 [View]

>>20977808
Post it or gtfo

>> No.20978558 [View]
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>>20978531
I'm the unreal press podcast host. I also wrote a few books

>> No.20899204 [View]

>>20896603
My diary desu

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