Rule 34
Can I get some mercy
>>740478332
not OP but sure
>>740478332
got any Samus in return?
>>740479003
/r/ samurai shodown
>>740479042
>>740479100
ankles never look quite right in SFM
>>740479163
>>740479241
any good Xayah r34 out there
>>740479308
>>740479389
Post alex from minecraft being fucked by a roblox figure being the dick a youtube ban
anyone got inuyasha?
>>740479865
this is not a /ss/ thread
>>740479980
but it is a r34 thread
>>740480453
sauce?
Can I get some good Kim Possible stuff?
>>740481053
>>740481136
>>740481175
>>740481223
>>740481197
Thanks! Decent quality stuff too!
That one anon spamming hentai
/r/ uncensored fire emblem
more hinata?
>>740481620
Holy shit. Sauce?
>34
stopped reading right there
>>740481963
>>740480854
I'll find out in a min
>>740477480
>>740482464
Is there more to this?
>>740482393
Man i wish my nipples moved independently
>>740483217
wut
that's not how biology works
>>740483076
Might be from an anime called Bikini Warrioirs
>>740483726
What.
>>740477480
>>740483217
Source please
>>740484128
>>740484183
Mouryou no Nie
>>740484618
Thank you <3
>>740484174
Source?
On the way to the bus stop,
Bill saw somebody he recognized
walking towards him, but he
couldn't remember his name.
He began to think of things
to say when they'd be
close enough
to acknowledge each other.
As they drew nearer,
their eyes locked,
uncertain if the other
was gonna stop to talk.
The person greeted Bill
as Bill mixed up the phrases
"What's up" with
"How's it going?"
Confused, the person
blurted out "Thanks"
before he knew
what he was saying.
Words caught in Bill's throat
and he replied, "Weh."
They did a sort of
awkward half turn,
and then continued on
now confident
that the other was not gonna
stop to talk.
They never saw each other again,
and a day later had each
forgotten the whole thing.
Later that night, Bill sat down
and put on a big sweater,
but it only made him sleepy.
In the supermarket,
Bill was always very careful
to select fruit from only
the back of the produce piles,
as the fruit in the front
was at crotch level
to the other customers.
An old man who smelled of
gasoline held up an onion
and said, "Big onion,"
to no one in particular.
He smiled at Bill
and Bill looked at his socks.
>>740483315
flash source?
>>740483355
is if your will is strong enough
>>740486183
derpixon
>>740486183
found it!
http://eye.swfchan.com/flash.asp?id=165957&n=Pokemon+Parody+-+Hypno+Mercy+by+Derpixon.swf
that was wonderful
>>740484103
Gtfo with this 3d shit
>>740481557
sauce?
>>740485373
More?
At the checkout counter,
Bill found himself
behind a big guy
whose T-shirt read,
"Second Place
is the First Loser."
The checkout girl said,
"How are you doing today?"
Bill said, "Fine, thanks,
how are you?"
She didn't answer.
Bill felt used.
As he waited for his next bus,
Bill stared at
a torn shopping bag
that was blowing in the wind
on the end of a broken pole
and anxiously sucked blood
out of a sore
in the corner of his mouth.
>>740479980
>>740480154
>>740487075
Bill dropped his keys
on the counter
and stood there
staring at them,
suddenly thinking about
all the times
he'd thrown his keys there
before
and how many days of his life
were wasted
repeating the same tasks
and rituals in his apartment
over and over again.
But then he wondered if,
realistically,
this was his life,
and the unusual part was his
time spent doing other things.
(scrubbing)
Bill sat down and read
a celebrity interview.
Then he watched the ants
crawl around in his sink.
>>740487072
ladies vs butlers
>>740487072
Ladies vs Butlers
That night, Bill dreamt
of a monstrous fish head
that fed upon his skull.
(eerie exhale)
(low guttural sound)
In the morning,
Bill felt really tired
even though
he'd just been sleeping.
His calendar had a photo of
a manatee on it for the month.
It always seemed as though
the manatee was staring at him.
>>740486678
Continue
Bill sat in the living room
with a giant box of crackers.
He thought some food
might help him get going,
but felt kind of strange eating
in front of the television
without having it on.
Pretty soon he was watching
a boxing match
on a Mexican channel.
He'd been watching
a lot of boxing lately,
but didn't really know why.
In the fourth round, there was
an accidental head butt
that split open one of the
fighter's heads pretty badly.
They showed it over and over
again in slow motion.
Before he knew it,
Bill had eaten
the entire box of crackers.
He felt really lousy
and didn't want to get up.
THIS IS NOT A HENTAI THREAD!! JUST BECAUSE ITS PORN THATS DRAWN DOESNT MEAN ITS R34! POST HENTAI OF NORMAL ANIMES BUT NOT HENTAI THAT ARE ALREADY HENTAI AND OR ECCHI
>>740488469
This is /b/, fuck off with your pseudomodding trash.
>>740488725
HENTAI BY DEFAULT IS NOT R34 AND THAT WONT CHANGE EVEN IF YOU INSULT ME
He had a sudden urge
to talk to somebody,
so Bill phoned
his ex-girlfriend
and told her about the manatee
on his calendar.
"Did you ever see the movie
about the giant manatee
that attacked a city?"
she asked.
"I think you mean giant mantis,"
said Bill.
"Oh yeah," she said.
"Giant mantis."
(groaning)
The next morning,
Bill felt even worse.
Downtown, the hot smell
of manure
blew past him as he walked.
Bill soon came upon
three dead horses in the road,
apparently struck down
by a large moving vehicle.
"Well," he thought, "That would
explain the smell then."
>>740488816
And futa means both fucking sexes, but no one gives a fuck that most "futa" content is trap. Get over yourself: contribute or shut the fuck up.
>>740477480
>Hanabi and Bort
My fucking dick! I need more Hanabi
He met his ex-girlfriend
during her lunch break
and they took a walk
to the park.
He noticed that every time
he was near her,
she sort of moved away with a
tight-lipped smile on her face
as though everything
were okay.
Mostly they talked
about death.
They agreed that being buried
seemed too claustrophobic,
and Bill didn't want
to be cremated
after he'd read that
the intense heat
boils fluids in the skull
until your head explodes.
He decided that he'd want
his body shot off into space
in a rocket ship.
He figured it'd be too expensive
to launch the weight
of his entire body,
but maybe just sending his head
into space would be good enough,
preferably in front of
a little window.
His ex-girlfriend said
she'd be really creeped out
if she knew Bill's severed head
was floating around
above her in space.
Bill was given a new booklet
at the clinic
discussing potential memory loss
in his treatment.
Inside was a cartoon character
saying,
"I don't know about you folks,
but I could lose my keys
eatin' breakfast."
His neighbor, trying to be
helpful but failing,
cornered Bill in the parking lot
to explain
how cryogenic scientists
could freeze his brain in ice
until a point in the future
when microscopic robots
could repair it.
Bill daydreamed about
all the brains in jars
he used to see at school,
how he used to wonder
whether there were still
somehow pieces of individuals
inside,
scattered fragments of
partial dreams or lost memories
lodged deep within
that dead tissue,
or whether this entire archive
is immediately erased
the moment that the body fails.
He began to think of people
in a new light,
how everyone's just little more
than that frightened,
fragile brain stem
surrounded by meat
and physics,
too terrified to recognize
the sum of their parts,
insulated in the shells
of their skulls
and lower middle class houses,
afraid of change,
afraid of decisions,
afraid of pain,
stuck in traffic
listening to terrible music.
What is the deal with the text walls?
>>740490479
His neighbor stared at him
and said,
"Last night I dreamt
all my toes fell off."
On the way to his front door,
Bill's other neighbor said,
"Sup," as in "what's up?"
Inside, he noticed a weird
wet spot on his mattress
that he didn't remember
being there before.
Bill watched part of
a documentary program
about a 5,000-year-old ice man
that was found in Italy.
Scientists explored its colon
and everything
on live television.
Bill wondered if the ice man
could have ever imagined
this would one day
have happened to him.
(projector being turned off)
That night, Bill dreamt
he was at the seaside,
desperately throwing dead bodies
off of a little boat.
(splash)
Bill took a walk in the park
to try and get some fresh air.
He noticed somebody
had written
"I Love You"
in the playground sand,
and he thought that was
really beautiful.
As he continued on,
a sudden dribble of urine
shot down his pant leg.
That was unexpected.
Then some little fat kid
with a deformed foot
tried to sell him
a magazine subscription.
Bill looked at the list
of magazines for sale
and angrily wondered why they
didn't offer any Asian porn.
Then he wondered why
he wondered that.
On his way to the clinic,
he found he had a little trouble
understanding people.
(loud discordant sounds)
Even his pamphlet
seemed different.
The guy next to him
at the bus stop
had the head of a cow,
but Bill pretended
not to notice.
His doctor said he had
some discouraging news.
The latest tests ruled out
the possibility
of further surgeries,
and his current treatment
didn't seem to be making
any progress.
He wanted to start Bill
on something new.
He couldn't think of any reason
why Bill should be seeing
things, though,
and asked him
a series of questions.
(loud, discordant sounds)
(soft ambient noise)
(distant footsteps)
(birds chirping)
Bill picked up
his new medication,
went home,
and masturbated for seven hours.
He woke up the following morning
and thought his room
seemed different.
(loud discordant sounds)
His mouth was bleeding.
Four of his teeth
had fallen out in the night.
They looked sort of like
dog teeth.
Everyone in the supermarket
looked like some sort of demon,
and they all had gigantic
bacteria-ridden crotches
buried in all
the god damn produce.
(flies buzzing)
It felt like his whole body
was sparkling,
his shoes felt as though
they were filling with blood,
and his hands smelled like
copper.
(men singing opera)
(zapping)
When he got home, he found
a pair of Lion King slippers
in his closet,
but had no idea whose they were
or how they got in there.
(crickets chirping)
(distant horn honking)
The pipe is leaking!
The pipe is leaking!
Bill could read the thoughts
of his waitress,
who wore too much eye makeup
and had no self esteem.
Outside, horribly deformed birds
checked their voicemail.
I am made nervous by a clone...
I'm a little princess,
I sure am.
(voices layering)
The effects of tranquilizers
on ant health
at higher altitudes
are unpredictable.
Why don't you come over here
and sit on my lap?
After lunch, Bill put on
the Lion King slippers
and flew to the bus stop.
(discordant sounds)
Bill dropped his keys
and stood there staring...
suddenly thinking about
all the times
he'd thrown his keys
there before,
and how many days of his life
were wasted,
but then he wondered if,
realistically,
this was his life...
(narrator's voice layering)
This was his life.
This was his life.
("This was his life" layers)
(audio slows down)
(whispering voice)
(robotic voice)
(maniacal laughter)
(static)
(screaming)
(discordant sounds)
(slowed down audio)
(woman singing opera)
(laser fire sound effect)
The power of Christ compels you!
The power of Christ
compels you!
(slowed down roar)
(roaring)
(roaring)
(distant heartbeat)
(persistent high-pitched noise)
(heartbeat speeds up)
(street noise)
>>740492100
Where is the rest of this.
His mother came to take care
of him all the way from Omaha.
She was a waitress
and often smelled of baby powder
and cheese.
They spent a lot of time
together doing puzzles
and watching television.
(jubilant shrieking)
One morning, as Bill was staring
at the patterns in the carpet,
she noticed a loose thread
in his collar.
(hisses)
(clattering)
"How could you think
I'd ever want to hurt you?"
she said,
and crumpled to the floor.
In that moment, Bill thought
she looked really old.
Sometimes the fluids in the IV
put a funny taste in his mouth.
Bill awoke to beautiful sunlight
streaming through his window.
He tried to climb through it
but didn't have the strength
to stand.
(beeping)
(beeping)
(gentle breeze blowing)
>>740492425
https://hitomi.la/galleries/845384.html
The next morning,
Bill actually felt pretty good.
The day after that,
he felt even better.
Then he felt
a lot worse.
But the following day,
Bill felt just fine.
"I'm sorry, I just don't know
what to make of it,"
his doctor said.
"Maybe Bill's body
is simply rallying
before finally giving up."
His uncle, whom Bill had not
even noticed in the room,
had taken a lot of time
off work to fly in
all the way from Tulsa.
He looked vaguely annoyed.
(birds chirping)
After another two days,
they concluded
Bill was not going to die,
so his mother had all the
flowers removed from his room.
She also had to have his casket
returned at great expense
and inconvenience.
(traffic sounds)
>>740492630
There's more to this but I cannit be arsed to post the rest.
>>740492630
What is this?!
>>740492793
Is it some kind of M9H9E9 immitation?
>>740492910
a faggot
>>740493039
tru dat
rip thread we got another one boys?
>>740492910
An experimental black comedy-drama.
>>740492975
Don't know what M9H9E9 is.
Here's the google doc with the rest if you care to read it.
https://docs.google.com/document/d/10pQ3RkHa4Zmp_XrFn6iaR-PPFST9cNbl6B7hDm0mtqw/edit?usp=sharing
>>740494234
new thread>>740493080