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No. This was discussed before, plus cybering is against the forum rules.
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Running by BODMAS... it's brackets first, then division and multiplication, so...
1 + 2 = 3
gives:
6 / 2 * 3
gives:
3 * 3
which gives 9.
If going through PEMDAS:
6 / 2 * 3
6 / 6
1
So yeah, it all depends on what you learned growing up. Our school had BODMAS.
1 + 2 = 3
gives:
6 / 2 * 3
gives:
3 * 3
which gives 9.
If going through PEMDAS:
6 / 2 * 3
6 / 6
1
So yeah, it all depends on what you learned growing up. Our school had BODMAS.
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Saw it. Nolan North is confirmed to play him again.
My body is ready.
My body is ready.
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Aoi in Dulce Report.
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What exactly do you mean by "suits us best"?
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No_Gravity wrote...
https://www.fakku.net/viewtopic.php?p=3268704#3268704that's my entry :)
You're too late. Look above your post for Cinia saying the deadline has just passed.
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Old.
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milkyjoe wrote...
Kona-chan wrote...
milkyjoe wrote...
Would this be the right place to bring awareness to the user EdibleMuffin who has been constantly spamming on a manga every single minute, fakku really needs a report button I think! His spamming means that you can't comment on the manga because it will get pushed right down the the bottom of the comments list, never to be seen againWHY would you bump a 5 year old thread?
How did you even find this?
If you want to report something, but there's no button, PM the admins.
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Platnumin wrote...
Rize of the Fenix (only Tenacious D fans will get that ;P) ! Just like the FEEEENIIIIIX!
WE'LL RIIIIEEEIIIIIEEIIIIEIIZEEEEE AGAAAAAIIIIIIIIIIN!
(You're welcome, btw. ;) )
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Prince Hamlet wrote...
Just saw it this morning as well. So excited, I don't even care Activision is doing it (their superhero games aren't all bad, I guess).
Also, PRINNY! Does that sound like Nolan North's Deadpool to you? From Hulk vs Wolverine and MvC3?
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It IS the same as in the real world. There are a few anime out there that have "eroge" loving characters, so basically, anime characters see hentai as we see hentai.
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This is all I know of Moyashimon.
Spoiler:
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Again: 7/10
Hologram: 10/10
Golden Time Lover: 10/10
Period: 8/10
Rain: 7.5/10
EDIT: FUCKING BUG POSTS! Someone rate the OreImo for me, please.
Hologram: 10/10
Golden Time Lover: 10/10
Period: 8/10
Rain: 7.5/10
EDIT: FUCKING BUG POSTS! Someone rate the OreImo for me, please.
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Then keep yourself busy with other visual novels?
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Finally, after putting it off for so long, I'm done with my entry. 1,493 words, if Word is to be believed. Be warned, this is a very... simple entry. Nevertheless, I enjoyed writing it, and to me, that's what matters the most. I hope all of you enjoy reading it as well. If time permits, I'll be more frequent in this section now, so expect to see some of my originals someday. For now, I wish the rest of the contestants good luck. :)
14 karats.
Fourteen fucking karats on that white gold band and a diamond with a carat weight of 2.00 to boot. That was the only way to describe the wallet-cleaning, yet beautiful ring I held in my hand now. It’s not much by average jewellery standards, but this thing took out a lot of my savings, considering I don’t make much in the first place. It was worth it, though. I saved up early for this and held onto it for a long time, waiting for the right one to come by. Yeah, I know what you’re thinking, what’s the use of buying an engagement ring so early, especially if you don’t even get a girl, right? So I’m an optimist, sue me. Anyway, the right girl did come along, and like I said, it was worth it.
Key word being “was”.
You see, for being such an optimistic sap, I was… perverted, to say the least. And our idea of a “relationship” was getting together at either of our place for video games and sex. Lots and lots of sex. Sometimes even during game time. Oh, and we promised not to get committed to each other either.
Yup. It was a freaking “friends with benefits” deal.
I should probably introduce myself. The name’s David Chang. Playboy bassist of “FAKKU!” by day, freelance ethical hacker by night (it’s how I paid for the ring, slowly but surely). Open relationships and fuck buddies were no big deal to me, until I met her. Once I got into her pants, I started to get to know her better, more so than my other “bitches”. Before I knew it, I soon got tired of the others and only went to her for pleasure, and eventually, I fell for her.
There was one problem: she fell for me first. By first, I mean way before I even realized I was seeing other women less and less. Unfortunately, she started to get more frustrated with everything I did and said. Her breaking point was when I ditched her to go to this swingers’ party to score a “tricycle”. It was only weeks later that I found out that she didn’t just want a fuck that night, but an actual date. Yes, weeks later. This was a long, slow, and painful process. We didn’t turn sour overnight.
So yeah, by the time I realized how I really felt about her, she had broken it off, and even claimed she never wanted to see me again. That hurt. Bad. I had already bought the ring too.
Now, here I am, alone in this backstage room in a beach shack, ready to play at another gig, this one for the summer festival at Huntington Beach, CA. I tucked the ring away into my pocket and continued staring at the ceiling blankly, thinking of what could have been-
“Oh… I thought this place was empty. Whatever, I can just pretend you’re not here, and it will be empty.”
I knew that voice all too well, so I didn’t even have to look around. I stayed in place and sighed.
“Nice to see you too, Jo.”
Meet Josephina Taylor; Jo to everyone outside of her family. The guitarist of my band and, as luck would have it, the same girl who broke my heart after I unknowingly broke hers.
Jo set her guitar down in the couch beside her and slammed the door shut, obviously not pleased to see me. She took it out of her case and silently began to restring it. This silence went on for five whole minutes, and it started to get on my nerves.
“Listen, Jo-“
“Shut up.”
Well, that worked out for the better. I decided to take the seat next to hers and try to at least clear things out between us.
“Come on, don’t I get to say something first before you shoot me down?”
“No.”
“You can’t still be mad about-“
“Oh no! I’m not mad! I ain’t mad about anything, especially not about the fact that you obviously didn’t consider how I felt and didn’t even talk to me about it. If I were mad, I’d be sending death threats out to you every day, and wouldn’t even bother coming 5 feet of you. No, I just decided I would flat out ignore you, hoping that you’d take the hint and leave me alone.”
All of this was while she was still working on her guitar. She’s stubborn, but you have to admire her professionalism.
“Well, how’s that working out for you? As you can see, I’m not going anywhere.”
More silence.
“Dammit, Jo! Look at me when I’m talking to you!”
As if on cue, she propped the guitar down and sent me the nastiest looking death glare I’ve seen from her.
“There. I’m looking at you. Now what the fuck do you want?”
Now I was at a loss for words. I was hoping to sit her down one day and talk this over, but now that it’s come to this point…
“I’m sorry.”
That’s all I could manage.
“You’re sorry? You’re fucking SORRY?! Do you honestly think that you can just apologize for everything you’ve done to me?! How you treated me?! Yeah, OK, I guess it was partially my fault for getting into a fuck buddies relationship, especially with someone like you. Excuse me for believing that I wouldn’t get emotionally involved in any way, as long as I just let you rail me every night and keep it at that. The least you could have done is not act like a dick all the time! And I mean both in terms of personality and libido. You always brought women home, and I had to keep myself busy somehow while you fucked them anyway. I always felt like a toy, because you never actually talked to me about anything, and you never listened to anything I told you. The worst part was when you ditched me on my birthday, which I kept repeating to you multiple times over the week, just so you could †˜ride the tricycle’. How the fuck do you think I’m supposed to feel?!”
Everything she said was right. I was a complete asshole to her, and realized it too late. I don’t deserve her, and she doesn’t deserve me…
Yet… while continued to rant away, all I could think about was just…
“I love you!”
Silence…
Well, that was sudden, even for myself.
“… what?”
“… I love you. I… have so for a while now. Yes, I was an idiot for thinking with my dick all the time and not even trying to be a friend to you, let alone a friend with benefit, but… somewhere along the way, I started falling for you as well. Unfortunately, before I could say anything, you left and cut me off. I was floored hard enough to not be able to say anything, and…”
I only then noticed that she hadn’t said anything for a while, and just looked down to the floor with a blank expression.
“Jo?”
Nothing.
“Come on, say something.”
Still nothing.
“Dammit, Josephina-“
“… alone…”
“What?”
“Leave me alone.”
She then stood up to leave, without still looking at me. She was going to walk out on me again, and this time, I knew I was going to lose her for good. I acted without thinking and quickly grabbed her hand without thinking. Of course, because I didn’t plan any of it, I stumbled, and eventually, we both found ourselves on the floor, with myself on top of her. We both got out of our daze soon, and she immediately glared at me again.
“Let me go.”
“No.”
“I said-“
“I heard you! I let you go once, and I’m not doing it again.”
“… fine. You have me where you wanted. Do your worst.”
I could only stare at her when she said that. †˜Do your worst’, she says.
So what do I do?
I kissed her.
Just that. My lips on hers, for just a very brief moment. We opened our eyes soon after. Once again, silence enveloped the room.
“Um, hey guys-“
We quickly looked up to see our keyboard player, Mi-chan, staring awkwardly at us after coming in. Without a word, she just crept back slowly and closed the door.
“Could you get off me now? Please?”
Jo meekly piped up from below me. It’s been so long since I heard her this timid. I quietly obliged. Almost immediately she got up, brushed herself off and headed for the door. This time, I let her have her way.
“Hey.”
I looked at her still there.
“My hotel room. Tonight. We can… talk this over if you still want to. For now, we got a show to play”
With that, she left.
I couldn’t help but smile. Maybe this could work out. Maybe I could get… another chance.
Just maybe…
14 karats.
Fourteen fucking karats on that white gold band and a diamond with a carat weight of 2.00 to boot. That was the only way to describe the wallet-cleaning, yet beautiful ring I held in my hand now. It’s not much by average jewellery standards, but this thing took out a lot of my savings, considering I don’t make much in the first place. It was worth it, though. I saved up early for this and held onto it for a long time, waiting for the right one to come by. Yeah, I know what you’re thinking, what’s the use of buying an engagement ring so early, especially if you don’t even get a girl, right? So I’m an optimist, sue me. Anyway, the right girl did come along, and like I said, it was worth it.
Key word being “was”.
You see, for being such an optimistic sap, I was… perverted, to say the least. And our idea of a “relationship” was getting together at either of our place for video games and sex. Lots and lots of sex. Sometimes even during game time. Oh, and we promised not to get committed to each other either.
Yup. It was a freaking “friends with benefits” deal.
I should probably introduce myself. The name’s David Chang. Playboy bassist of “FAKKU!” by day, freelance ethical hacker by night (it’s how I paid for the ring, slowly but surely). Open relationships and fuck buddies were no big deal to me, until I met her. Once I got into her pants, I started to get to know her better, more so than my other “bitches”. Before I knew it, I soon got tired of the others and only went to her for pleasure, and eventually, I fell for her.
There was one problem: she fell for me first. By first, I mean way before I even realized I was seeing other women less and less. Unfortunately, she started to get more frustrated with everything I did and said. Her breaking point was when I ditched her to go to this swingers’ party to score a “tricycle”. It was only weeks later that I found out that she didn’t just want a fuck that night, but an actual date. Yes, weeks later. This was a long, slow, and painful process. We didn’t turn sour overnight.
So yeah, by the time I realized how I really felt about her, she had broken it off, and even claimed she never wanted to see me again. That hurt. Bad. I had already bought the ring too.
Now, here I am, alone in this backstage room in a beach shack, ready to play at another gig, this one for the summer festival at Huntington Beach, CA. I tucked the ring away into my pocket and continued staring at the ceiling blankly, thinking of what could have been-
“Oh… I thought this place was empty. Whatever, I can just pretend you’re not here, and it will be empty.”
I knew that voice all too well, so I didn’t even have to look around. I stayed in place and sighed.
“Nice to see you too, Jo.”
Meet Josephina Taylor; Jo to everyone outside of her family. The guitarist of my band and, as luck would have it, the same girl who broke my heart after I unknowingly broke hers.
Jo set her guitar down in the couch beside her and slammed the door shut, obviously not pleased to see me. She took it out of her case and silently began to restring it. This silence went on for five whole minutes, and it started to get on my nerves.
“Listen, Jo-“
“Shut up.”
Well, that worked out for the better. I decided to take the seat next to hers and try to at least clear things out between us.
“Come on, don’t I get to say something first before you shoot me down?”
“No.”
“You can’t still be mad about-“
“Oh no! I’m not mad! I ain’t mad about anything, especially not about the fact that you obviously didn’t consider how I felt and didn’t even talk to me about it. If I were mad, I’d be sending death threats out to you every day, and wouldn’t even bother coming 5 feet of you. No, I just decided I would flat out ignore you, hoping that you’d take the hint and leave me alone.”
All of this was while she was still working on her guitar. She’s stubborn, but you have to admire her professionalism.
“Well, how’s that working out for you? As you can see, I’m not going anywhere.”
More silence.
“Dammit, Jo! Look at me when I’m talking to you!”
As if on cue, she propped the guitar down and sent me the nastiest looking death glare I’ve seen from her.
“There. I’m looking at you. Now what the fuck do you want?”
Now I was at a loss for words. I was hoping to sit her down one day and talk this over, but now that it’s come to this point…
“I’m sorry.”
That’s all I could manage.
“You’re sorry? You’re fucking SORRY?! Do you honestly think that you can just apologize for everything you’ve done to me?! How you treated me?! Yeah, OK, I guess it was partially my fault for getting into a fuck buddies relationship, especially with someone like you. Excuse me for believing that I wouldn’t get emotionally involved in any way, as long as I just let you rail me every night and keep it at that. The least you could have done is not act like a dick all the time! And I mean both in terms of personality and libido. You always brought women home, and I had to keep myself busy somehow while you fucked them anyway. I always felt like a toy, because you never actually talked to me about anything, and you never listened to anything I told you. The worst part was when you ditched me on my birthday, which I kept repeating to you multiple times over the week, just so you could †˜ride the tricycle’. How the fuck do you think I’m supposed to feel?!”
Everything she said was right. I was a complete asshole to her, and realized it too late. I don’t deserve her, and she doesn’t deserve me…
Yet… while continued to rant away, all I could think about was just…
“I love you!”
Silence…
Well, that was sudden, even for myself.
“… what?”
“… I love you. I… have so for a while now. Yes, I was an idiot for thinking with my dick all the time and not even trying to be a friend to you, let alone a friend with benefit, but… somewhere along the way, I started falling for you as well. Unfortunately, before I could say anything, you left and cut me off. I was floored hard enough to not be able to say anything, and…”
I only then noticed that she hadn’t said anything for a while, and just looked down to the floor with a blank expression.
“Jo?”
Nothing.
“Come on, say something.”
Still nothing.
“Dammit, Josephina-“
“… alone…”
“What?”
“Leave me alone.”
She then stood up to leave, without still looking at me. She was going to walk out on me again, and this time, I knew I was going to lose her for good. I acted without thinking and quickly grabbed her hand without thinking. Of course, because I didn’t plan any of it, I stumbled, and eventually, we both found ourselves on the floor, with myself on top of her. We both got out of our daze soon, and she immediately glared at me again.
“Let me go.”
“No.”
“I said-“
“I heard you! I let you go once, and I’m not doing it again.”
“… fine. You have me where you wanted. Do your worst.”
I could only stare at her when she said that. †˜Do your worst’, she says.
So what do I do?
I kissed her.
Just that. My lips on hers, for just a very brief moment. We opened our eyes soon after. Once again, silence enveloped the room.
“Um, hey guys-“
We quickly looked up to see our keyboard player, Mi-chan, staring awkwardly at us after coming in. Without a word, she just crept back slowly and closed the door.
“Could you get off me now? Please?”
Jo meekly piped up from below me. It’s been so long since I heard her this timid. I quietly obliged. Almost immediately she got up, brushed herself off and headed for the door. This time, I let her have her way.
“Hey.”
I looked at her still there.
“My hotel room. Tonight. We can… talk this over if you still want to. For now, we got a show to play”
With that, she left.
I couldn’t help but smile. Maybe this could work out. Maybe I could get… another chance.
Just maybe…
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SilentMaelstrom wrote...
i dun know how to use it VO^OVLearn to go through the archived Front Page News section.
https://www.fakku.net/viewtopic.php?t=87396
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manga_otakku wrote...
artcellrox wrote...
OH! Shit, I JUST remembered this brutal NTR story. Basically, this yandere bitch, jealous that her crush is with another girl, tasers them both, kidnaps them, drugs them, and proceeds to fuck the boyfriend right in front of her, after cutting up her hair and beating the shit out of her. After ALL THAT, she then overdoses the boyfriend, and has him unconsciously tear up the girl's pussy, and I mean this literally.If I can find the name of the doujin, I'll link it ASAP.
Do you talking about this doujin ?
g/187181/ab1097442e/
YES, THAT'S THE ONE! OP, GIVE THIS FUCKER A REP!
