Oceans Yet to Burn

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Anonymous asked:

I just want there to be some nefarious group working to exploit horny dudes on the internet to funnel power to whatever dark god (2D) they serve okay

uggggh why can’t you just settle for a metaphorical dark god like the neoreactionaries do

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Anonymous asked:

You know, why /doesn't/ the internet have a native sex cult?

…what?

Alright look we’ll just redefine the meaning of ‘cult’ a little so that people who think Rule 34 must be made real are defined as a cult okay.

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[soon your askbox would be full of shitpost asks like Argumate’s and] you’d be tempted to make an ms paint collage for every single one.

This television show blog doesn’t have that kind of animation drawing budget.

But don’t worry.  Most anons on this blog do not get a Full Custom™ MS Paint.JPG for their asks.  It’s just the rate of images per ask that would reduce.

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But yeah, I probably missed an ask some time in the last 9 hours, so if you sent one, you can send it again.

Also if you didn’t send one you can send one anyway.  I tend to leave my askbox out in the open where just anyone could stuff asks in it.

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Anonymous asked:

what's your type, and how do i accomplish my new life goal of becoming as similar to it as possible?

Based on previous relationships, my ‘type’ is subbish bisexual nerd women who I can talk to for hours on end (at least at the beginning).

My first girlfriend and I spent a lot of time together, hmn, let’s call it developing video game content piecemeal.  Also worldbuilding.  Lots of worldbuilding.  And various other things.

But that isn’t necessary in specific.  That’s just something that happened.

Like, I could name out an exact list of traits and so on, but these things aren’t usually cut and dry like that.  They have to be felt out a little.

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Anonymous asked:

Too forward? I'm still mastering this "flirting" technology

There is a popular myth, spread by my enemies, that I am a robot and never sleep, existing only to spread political ideology at all hours of the day.

This is, of course, nothing more than propaganda. Like any normal human (and most mammals in general), I must undergo a process of prolonged stillness, unconsciousness, and vivid hallucinations, for repair and maintenace purposes, for multiple consecutive hours during each solar cycle.

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Anonymous asked:

but how will you know it's me, when i show up at your bunker with flowers?

I know what your eyes look like, under those sunglasses.  Your real ones.

I can tell.

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Anonymous asked:

aaa you're so cute and talented

This was for you all along.  I knew you would send this post in the future, so it was just a matter of making it, so you would send this post, so you could receive it.

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Anonymous asked:

i think i have a crush on you now...

B-but A-Anon-sempai, what if the other b-bloggers find out about our illicit love?

Oh no!  I just blogged about it!  Now everyone will know!

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Anonymous asked:

A gauntlet is a piece of armor, used for defense. A better metaphor would be a bludgeon.

You say this, but what happened to those without states capable of enacting powerful force?  They were, in general, destroyed.

It is neither the bludgeon, nor the sword, but the armored hand that wields them.  The power of the knight, the army, and the sovereign.  The power of command, backed by violence.  Something we wear or put on.

The state is not so constrained in its capabilities as a sword or bludgeon would imply, but neither is it so gentle, nor does it exist in such a softer world, as an ordinary hand would imply.