>has a character rape a minor>names him HotspornWhat the fuck is wrong with slavs
>>25506279What book are we talking about?
>>25506283The Tower of the Swallow
>>25506285Did he force her/him to swallow?
>>25506285Ah, the witcher books. Haven't gotten to them yet. I will take your word for it in the mean time.
>>25506279Is it even fishing anymore? by AnonHe came to 4chan every Saturday. He sat on the same board, cast his bait, and waited.He did not care much for the (you)s. He could barely remember their digits. What mattered was the tug. That sudden little pull against the bait. The brief resistance. The knowledge that something out on the internet had noticed him. It made him feel alive.There was not much else that did. He had never been clever. School had been a long succession of things he failed to understand. People were worse. They spoke quickly, laughed at jokes he did not get, and eventually learned to leave him alone. Women had never wanted him. He had asked a few. Each refusal had stayed with him longer than it should have.But the board did not refuse him. The board waited. So did he.He did not know that, beneath the surface, the last human poster had died months ago.The owners had tried to save the boards. They had stocked it with robotic posters: artificially intelligent things programmed to post, respond, and occasionally take obvious bait. They had been expensive, clever, and almost indistinguishable from the real thing.But the AI had failed. One by one, the bots had stopped being effective. Nobody had bothered to remove them.Now the board was still.The man cast again. His bait settled on the board. He waited.A minute passed. Then another.Nothing.He stared at the post, motionless in the catalog. For the first time, he wondered whether something was wrong.He hit the refresh button.Still nothing.He sat there until evening.And as the light faded one strange thought came into his mind:Is it even fishing anymore?
>>25506308This was you posting this
>tranny character>name it Debussy
