/vt/ - Virtual Youtubers

>>51507338
They love you too

>>51335231
I beg to differ

I like Kirsche!

Anons it is assumed you are autistic if you post here.

>>50390137
I'm bisexual and I like Pippa!

>>50345327
>"why are you such a whiny little bitch"
Yeah, me.

>>50184689
All of them. Women love surprises!

>>49977392
Strip clubs seem really yucky, would rather get food then follow up with plushie show and tell.

>>47077549
>blocks your path

>farms thousands from retarded chuds
>stab them in the back immediately after
based pips

I WANT TO SUCK PIPPA'S FINGERS

Hey Femanon! Hey! Hey Femanon! Did you know that 1/4 women will experience sexual assault in their lifetime? I just thought that was a cool fact I wanted to share it with you!

>>39511570
HERE I COME A MEGA IDOL
ALL EYES ON ME NO EYES ON YOU
YOU THINK I'M SLEEPY?
I'M HERE TO SAVE THE THREAD

>>37992438
you already know

>>37213574

>To my surprise, I am not met with a cacophony of cardboard boxes tumbling down on me, just simply a wave of air smelling of old cloth, paper, and plastic, which feels about right considering that this used to be where I would store all my random junk before it got full and I began to pile more things than I should onto my shelves.
>There are some clothes in here, not as many as one would expect for a closet belonging to a girl, but then again, I wonder if I am considered a woman, considering my lifestyle.
>I look around at my room for a moment, stifle a pitiful laugh for myself, and carry on. Not this Pippa, not then, and definitely not now.
>I pull out some old dresses and jumpers that I recognize. A bit childish, I think, but I haven't grown much if at all in the past few years, so these should still fit.
>Besides, being childish brings in money these days, so it should be worth a shot.
>Twenty minutes pass, and I have a set of outfits that would be perfect for a convention, and enough to cover the entire trip without having to mix and match them or repeat any. They'd all love to see me wear them, and think I'm so cute.
>But I won't wear them.
>And they won't see me wear them.
>And the won't think Pipkin Pippa is so cute.
>Because I won't go to the convention.
>I can't.
>It's not my place.
>Who am I to strut with a posse of equals like we own the place, or to dash about in mad curiosity like any sensible weeb at AX? That's not me.
>But who am I? Pipkin Pippa? What does my name mean? What does it stand for? For what wouldn't it stand?
>Am I Pipkin Pippa?
>Or is Pipkin Pippa me?
>And are she worthy of having friends? Friends that want to hang out with her, 'the cord schewing rabbit', at a convention?
>Is it okay for her to wear her old clothes and put on yet another face in order to pull off the look?
>Is she worth anything at all?
>I toss myself onto my bed in frustration, not yet fighting back tears but fearing that I might. A clothes hangar pushes against my ribs. That'll leave a bruise for sure, I think as I extract it from under my torso.
>I deserve that, don't I?
>I clench my teeth together as my muscle begins to ache from the impact, but I'm used to it.
>After all, I spend at usually three hours every day, Tuesday through Saturday, lying through my teeth to a bunch of people I do not know and will never know.
>Should I feel bad about it?
>Probably.
>Will I?
>Hell if I know.
>I'll just keep doing what I'm doing, and try not to stray too far from the path of success.
>Repetition seems to work, the guys seem to like it.
>Filler, Filter, Filler, Filter, Filler, Filter, 2 Week Or So Break.
>And if it keeps going like this, I might actually have to post pictures of my feet at the end of this year.
>I bet I could get away with buying some cheap socks or thighhighs from Jeff Bezos and posting those for my own sake, but I could just walk outside barefoot for three minutes and still get comments about wanting to suck on my toes, so there is no difference.
>Well, at least my numbers goal wont result in me eating computer parts, plus, I eat cords anyway.
>I kick the clothes over and off my bed into a pile of ever growing nonsense at the foot of my bed, and look at Pekora.
>She's laid down in her cage, now, thank god, but still seems to be looking at me.
>What would a rabbit know anyways?
>I give her a silent goodnight, and pull up my blankets, smothering me up to my collarbone. The weighted sheet is crushing, but comfortable. It's a shame it can't be only one without the other.
>I listen to the fans of my computer work to cool it down as it sleeps, draped in my now cooled hoodie.
>I could try to sleep, but that usually gets me nowhere.
>I could take my meds, but I am already tucked in.
>I could go to a convention with people that I like, and who like me.
>But I won't.
>Because of Pipkin Pippa.

>The room is quiet, even with multiple animals in the room.
>The rabbit is unmoving, but visibly alive.
>But for how long is anyone's guess.
3/3

Like 50% of this is projection on my part, but the idea came to me so I decided to commit to writing it. Mucho texto galore.
I should sleep now, even though I am gonna skip what few uni classes I have tomorrow, or rather, today.

Pippa love.

pippa love

>>36859401
Thanks for the good explanation anon, I appreciate it

>>36606604
Wait really?! I'll take 10!

>>36539091
fucking giga based