YEEART said: i have this distinct feeling znf would make it into something deep and convoluted specifically pandering to the elitists.
it's like you don't know me at all! D:
I dunno your literature skills and your interest. What DO you like writing about?
I'm making a game and it's literally a pseudo Jojo.... it's fun writing dialogue though.
Zerg used to talk about anime here like everyone else.
Now he just talks about literature and his horrible sense of fashion.
Yeah I do know that... but I forgot. Judging from his favourites I guess he used to talk about those elitist shiz and what not. Never left much of an impression on me because I never talked to Zerg back then >_________________________>
And work, but I guess it's understandable since he's asian.
YEEART said:
Weekly reminder that Noragami Aragoto's OP is the shit.
Fuck me I've replayed this like 30 times.
So I was about to comment on how there's a 98% chance the full version will suck right? But I didn't because I figured it was out already and it is... and it's shit. Every time.
The ATOTD anime reminded me of when me and my friends used to roleplay as either wrestlers or characters from LoTR/Harry Potter, 10-12 years ago. John Cena and Legolas were the shit.
Seriously, deleted it right away, first off it's super lazy, it plays the TV version and then kinda fades to the rest of the song and the rest of the song is completely different and just bad.
Paulo27 said: And work, but I guess it's understandable since he's asian.
YEEART said:
Weekly reminder that Noragami Aragoto's OP is the shit.
Fuck me I've replayed this like 30 times.
So I was about to comment on how there's a 98% chance the full version will suck right? But I didn't because I figured it was out already and it is... and it's shit. Every time.
Nah, I believe this is a rare case when the full version is just as good/better than the 1.30min version.
I regret saying this.
The Kekkai Sensen ED crushed my heart because the ED is so FUCKING GOD TIER, then there's the full fucking version. Like, what?
Shiki no Uta is simply God tier. Samurai Champloo's ED is good no matter the length.
YEEART said: i have this distinct feeling znf would make it into something deep and convoluted specifically pandering to the elitists.
it's like you don't know me at all! D:
I dunno your literature skills and your interest. What DO you like writing about?
I'm making a game and it's literally a pseudo Jojo.... it's fun writing dialogue though.
Zerg used to talk about anime here like everyone else.
Now he just talks about literature and his horrible sense of fashion.
Yeah I do know that... but I forgot. Judging from his favourites I guess he used to talk about those elitist shiz and what not. Never left much of an impression on me because I never talked to Zerg back then >_________________________>
You dissing loafers m9?
??? He's likes lots of "non-elitist" stuff too afaik. K-On, Steins;Gate, Anohana, Toradora!, etc.
Loafers are okay for formal wear, but you don't have to go formal to dress up nice. I can't imagine myself wearing loafers unless I was in a setting that required formal attire.
Zergneedsfood said: Also, pretty sure I dress better than most people. Ayyy shots fired.
Well you shop at Club Monaco which is #patrician compared to J Crew where I mostly shop. Honestly I'm pretty sloppy most of the time because jeans and hoodies are just too comfortable :3
I NEED MORE GENERIC LN SCHLOCK IN MY BLOOD, MAN THAT WAS ENTERTAINING.
TripleSRank said:
??? He's likes lots of "non-elitist" stuff too afaik. K-On, Steins;Gate, Anohana, Toradora!, etc.
Loafers are okay for formal wear, but you don't have to go formal to dress up nice. I can't imagine myself wearing loafers unless I was in a setting that required formal attire.
Ohh, is that true? I guess that pretty much enhances my statement of znf not leaving much of an impression on me a few months back (if not, a year I guess), I mean, his mean score is 5.50 @.@ ...
Also I'm so used to Loafers since I go to sixth form, so there's formal wear everywhere.
Zergneedsfood said: Generic faceless Otou-san: Oh. Okashi-kun. You woke up? That is strange. I thought you would need to wait for the third alarm. The NEET is strong in you.
Setting: It is early morning. A pair of pigeons land on the balcony. A breeze passes through the sliver in an open window. The curtains part and reveal a young man, his face planted in his pillow. One can tell that he has been drooling in his sleep. He has a lopsided smile on his face, and the slight bulge in his pajamas tell us he is having a very good dream. The clock on his night stand, shaped in the form of a black cat, strikes eight o'clock. It begins to ring.
Okashi: Nrrrrrrggggggh.
The young man slaps the clock aside, and returns to his dreams. The clock continues to ring. It appears to have gotten louder. A moment later, a rustle in the sheets.
Okashi: Awaaaaa~ it's the first day of Thought School!
The young man rushes down the stairs. His loose blanket is wrapped around him like a toga. There is the scent of scrambled eggs and toasted bread downstairs.
Okashi: Otou-san! I told you to set my alarm for earlier!
Generic faceless Otou-san: Oh. Okashi-kun. You woke up? That is strange. I thought you would need to wait for the third alarm. The NEET is strong in you.
Okashi: Grabbing a piece of toast. He stuffs it in his mouth. I'm going to be late for Thought School you know.
Otou-san: Ahhhh....isn't that the school for NEETs? When did you, or any other NEET, have time to enroll?
Okashi: No time to explain. Ittekimasu! Okashi bursts out the door with the toast still in his mouth, his sheets still wrapped around him, now in the form of cleric's outfit.
Otou-san: Faintly. Itterasshai~
Okashi runs through the town. One quickly realizes that it is just like any other Japanese town, with nice two storied houses divided by nicely colored stone walls. Okashi reaches a train station where he jogs in place, waiting for the train to pass. An old lady passes and waves him hello.
Okashi: Monologue. Dear Okashi, today is your first day of Thought School, the school that helps NEETs get back into society. We all know you messed up in primary school *flashback of a younger Okashi getting slapped by boys*, secondary school *flashback of a slightly older Okashi throwing up in the bathroom*, but this is Thought School, the equivalent of what high school would be like if NEETs went to high school! You can start over today. New! Fresh!
As he is running, Okashi fails to notice that someone on a bike is cycling toward him. They collide. Okashi's bread flies into the air, along with whoever was on the bike. It is hard to tell, because the sun is in the way of the lens. Okashi falls back from the impact, but for some reason, upon opening his eyes, realizes that he is on top of someone. His hand twitches, and he notices he is touching something very soft. There is a delicate aroma of a perfume blended with tulips and rosemary. He looks up. A girl with short hair, her bangs pinned back by silver clips, and green eyes is rubbing her forehead. Her skirt has been slightly rustled, and Okashi soon realizes that both of his hands have strangely been placed on the girl's chest. The girl is quick to notice.
Okashi: It isn't what you think! Hey, you were the one to run into me. What have I-
The girl slaps him and runs off. In her hurry, she seems to have forgotten her identification card and her bicycle. Okashi rubs his cheek.
Okashi: That girl has a very strong slap. I wonder what this card says.....Watarase...Azure. What kind of name is that?
In the distance, a bell rings.
Okashi: Shit! I still have to get to class!
Okashi gets and grabs the bike, a convenient plot device that he uses to get to school on time.
To be continued....
This is great. xD
Zergneedsfood said:
TripleSRank said: Now he just talks about literature and his horrible sense of fashion.
Loafers are not that formal....? If I was actually wearing something formal, I would not wear loafers.
Also, pretty sure I dress better than most people. Ayyy shots fired.
Well unless you're going all out with tuxedo shoes, sure. Loafers just make you look overly serious/business-like is you wear them casually.
You probably do dress better than most people tbh. Most people dress awful.
YEEART said: I dunno your literature skills and your interest. What DO you like writing about?
Oh...I can write a lot of things. :3
Setting: It is early morning. A pair of pigeons land on the balcony. A breeze passes through the sliver in an open window. The curtains part and reveal a young man, his face planted in his pillow. One can tell that he has been drooling in his sleep. He has a lopsided smile on his face, and the slight bulge in his pajamas tell us he is having a very good dream. The clock on his night stand, shaped in the form of a black cat, strikes eight o'clock. It begins to ring.
Okashi: Nrrrrrrggggggh.
The young man slaps the clock aside, and returns to his dreams. The clock continues to ring. It appears to have gotten louder. A moment later, a rustle in the sheets.
Okashi: Awaaaaa~ it's the first day of Thought School!
The young man rushes down the stairs. His loose blanket is wrapped around him like a toga. There is the scent of scrambled eggs and toasted bread downstairs.
Okashi: Otou-san! I told you to set my alarm for earlier!
Generic faceless Otou-san: Oh. Okashi-kun. You woke up? That is strange. I thought you would need to wait for the third alarm. The NEET is strong in you.
Okashi: Grabbing a piece of toast. He stuffs it in his mouth. I'm going to be late for Thought School you know.
Otou-san: Ahhhh....isn't that the school for NEETs? When did you, or any other NEET, have time to enroll?
Okashi: No time to explain. Ittekimasu! Okashi bursts out the door with the toast still in his mouth, his sheets still wrapped around him, now in the form of cleric's outfit.
Otou-san: Faintly. Itterasshai~
Okashi runs through the town. One quickly realizes that it is just like any other Japanese town, with nice two storied houses divided by nicely colored stone walls. Okashi reaches a train station where he jogs in place, waiting for the train to pass. An old lady passes and waves him hello.
Okashi: Monologue. Dear Okashi, today is your first day of Thought School, the school that helps NEETs get back into society. We all know you messed up in primary school *flashback of a younger Okashi getting slapped by boys*, secondary school *flashback of a slightly older Okashi throwing up in the bathroom*, but this is Thought School, the equivalent of what high school would be like if NEETs went to high school! You can start over today. New! Fresh!
As he is running, Okashi fails to notice that someone on a bike is cycling toward him. They collide. Okashi's bread flies into the air, along with whoever was on the bike. It is hard to tell, because the sun is in the way of the lens. Okashi falls back from the impact, but for some reason, upon opening his eyes, realizes that he is on top of someone. His hand twitches, and he notices he is touching something very soft. There is a delicate aroma of a perfume blended with tulips and rosemary. He looks up. A girl with short hair, her bangs pinned back by silver clips, and green eyes is rubbing her forehead. Her skirt has been slightly rustled, and Okashi soon realizes that both of his hands have strangely been placed on the girl's chest. The girl is quick to notice.
Okashi: It isn't what you think! Hey, you were the one to run into me. What have I-
The girl slaps him and runs off. In her hurry, she seems to have forgotten her identification card and her bicycle. Okashi rubs his cheek.
Okashi: That girl has a very strong slap. I wonder what this card says.....Watarase...Azure. What kind of name is that?
In the distance, a bell rings.
Okashi: Shit! I still have to get to class!
Okashi gets and grabs the bike, a convenient plot device that he uses to get to school on time.
Setting: It is early morning. A pair of pigeons land on the balcony. A breeze passes through the sliver in an open window. The curtains part and reveal a young man, his face planted in his pillow. One can tell that he has been drooling in his sleep. He has a lopsided smile on his face, and the slight bulge in his pajamas tell us he is having a very good dream. The clock on his night stand, shaped in the form of a black cat, strikes eight o'clock. It begins to ring.
Okashi: Nrrrrrrggggggh.
The young man slaps the clock aside, and returns to his dreams. The clock continues to ring. It appears to have gotten louder. A moment later, a rustle in the sheets.
Okashi: Awaaaaa~ it's the first day of Thought School!
The young man rushes down the stairs. His loose blanket is wrapped around him like a toga. There is the scent of scrambled eggs and toasted bread downstairs.
Okashi: Otou-san! I told you to set my alarm for earlier!
Generic faceless Otou-san: Oh. Okashi-kun. You woke up? That is strange. I thought you would need to wait for the third alarm. The NEET is strong in you.
Okashi: Grabbing a piece of toast. He stuffs it in his mouth. I'm going to be late for Thought School you know.
Otou-san: Ahhhh....isn't that the school for NEETs? When did you, or any other NEET, have time to enroll?
Okashi: No time to explain. Ittekimasu! Okashi bursts out the door with the toast still in his mouth, his sheets still wrapped around him, now in the form of cleric's outfit.
Otou-san: Faintly. Itterasshai~
Okashi runs through the town. One quickly realizes that it is just like any other Japanese town, with nice two storied houses divided by nicely colored stone walls. Okashi reaches a train station where he jogs in place, waiting for the train to pass. An old lady passes and waves him hello.
Okashi: Monologue. Dear Okashi, today is your first day of Thought School, the school that helps NEETs get back into society. We all know you messed up in primary school *flashback of a younger Okashi getting slapped by boys*, secondary school *flashback of a slightly older Okashi throwing up in the bathroom*, but this is Thought School, the equivalent of what high school would be like if NEETs went to high school! You can start over today. New! Fresh!
As he is running, Okashi fails to notice that someone on a bike is cycling toward him. They collide. Okashi's bread flies into the air, along with whoever was on the bike. It is hard to tell, because the sun is in the way of the lens. Okashi falls back from the impact, but for some reason, upon opening his eyes, realizes that he is on top of someone. His hand twitches, and he notices he is touching something very soft. There is a delicate aroma of a perfume blended with tulips and rosemary. He looks up. A girl with short hair, her bangs pinned back by silver clips, and green eyes is rubbing her forehead. Her skirt has been slightly rustled, and Okashi soon realizes that both of his hands have strangely been placed on the girl's chest. The girl is quick to notice.
Okashi: It isn't what you think! Hey, you were the one to run into me. What have I-
The girl slaps him and runs off. In her hurry, she seems to have forgotten her identification card and her bicycle. Okashi rubs his cheek.
Okashi: That girl has a very strong slap. I wonder what this card says.....Watarase...Azure. What kind of name is that?
In the distance, a bell rings.
Okashi: Shit! I still have to get to class!
[i]Okashi gets and grabs the bike, a convenient plot device that he uses to get to school on time.
To be continued....
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I enjoyed the part where the person on their bicycle completely forgot they were riding a bike to school and ran off, and then the protagonist stealing it.
Ckan: In a raspy voice, as if all of his youthful intonations have been choked out of him A cherry blossom tree blooms in the spring. Its leaves fall, like weightless feathers. In an age of ephemeral passions and temporal existence, it is encouraging, as a man of my age and stature, to see so many young people willing to take up the mantle of education, responsibility, to become civil members of society once more. You cannot imagine the jubilant beating of my heart.
Zergneedsfood said: Ckan: Why I am. Your. Principal.
The principal takes a bow. There is silence. A generic looking teacher on the side ushers in a choir who begins to sing tsubasa wo kudasai in a capella. The principal leaves the stage. The bell rings.
This is the funniest shit.
Okashi should totally be Kyon here.
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