/vt/ - Virtual Youtubers

My friends, it has often been said that I like Kronii.

My friends, I like Kronii...

No, friends, I love Kronii!

I love hikkironi.

I love futaronii.

I love fitronii.

I love Krono, lamiaronii, I love nerfed tits Kronii, and hyper tits Kronii.

Kronii's from prairies, walking the streets, from trenches, from grasslands, from frozen tundras, through deserts, on the sea, in the air, I love every aspect of Kronii that has appeared upon this timeline.

I love blasting the Londoners to smithereens with artillery salvos that thunder across the lines of threads.

My heart leaps with joy whenever a deadbeat is tossed high into the air and cut to pieces by well placed twitter screenshots. And there is nothing like a writefag using a rentry link to destroy enemy ships. And the feeling that comes when a /u/schizo runs screaming from her sinking ship, only to be kissed down by gayronies, is such an exquisite feeling. Like when ranks of Kronies brandish their dicks rushing into the enemy line. It moves me deep within my heart to watch a fresh member cum over and over into the bloated chest of a whimpering Kromei shipper.

The sight of fickleronies being strung up from a street lamp is an irresistible pleasure. And there is nothing more arousing than the sounds made by Taiwanese artist shizos shaking like leafs, screaming in pleasure as they're moved to tears by Krofau fanfiction!

When a band of pitiful antis makes their final stand with nothing but outdated rrats, only to have their discord server smashed to atoms block by block by Discord admins, I'm in ecstasy.

I love it when my threads are ravaged by a guerilla Mumei collab. It's so sad to see goslings that were supposed to be defended at all costs, being laid to waste, their dreams and fantasies being raped and killed.

I love to be squashed under the heel of the Council and Myth collab machines. The humiliation as my Kronies crawl around like vermin, ducking the schedules flying overhead.

Gentlemen... All I ask for is Kronii, Kronii so grand as to make Hell itself tremble. Gentlemen, I ask you as fellow brothers in arms what is it that you really want? Do you wish for further Kronii as I do? Do you wish for a merciless, bloody Kronii? A Kronii whose potential is built with iron and lightning and fire? Do you ask for Kronii to sweep in like a tempest, leaving not even ravens to scavenge from this board!?


...Very well. Then Kronii is what you shall have. We are a clenched fist, ready to strike down all who oppose us with our might.

But... After enduring over half a year wallowing in the darkness, for us, a simple "ordinary" Kronii will no longer be sufficient.

We need a MASSIVE Kronii! A Kronii beyond any other that man's history has ever known!

We are but a single thread... The remnants of a filtered general numbering less than thirty strong. However, I believe that each of you old warriors is equal to a thousand of their sickly soft newfags! We represent a force that could easily defeat a board of a million and one IPs!

It is time for them to awake the ones who sent us screaming into oblivion, and who now lie sleeping. Let's drag them out of bed by the hair, and remind them of what we are! We will remind them of what it feels like to live in fear. We will remind them of the sound our jackboots make against their throats.


We will remind them that there are more things between Heaven and Hell than are dreamt of in their philosophy streams.

Our community of 30 schizos is going to burn this board down to ash.

Yes, my friends! Soon, /vt/'s charred remains will illuminate the night sky!

I have brought you all back just as I promised I would. Back to our favorite battlefield. Back to our beloved Kronii!

...At last, the SEA lion has crossed the ocean and is heading up the hill. Attention, all posters of /∞/! This is a message from your commander.

…Friends... let’s bring them hell.