/jp/ - Otaku Culture

>>43448138
Here’s some of my stuff. Consider it orphaned — do wtf you want with it. There’s much more but…shrug.ascii Too much of a chore. Tried to group them with single space as a divider.

>>>/jp/thread/S42437297#p42441295
>>>/jp/thread/S37449928#p37459176
>>>/jp/thread/S37449928#p37459408
>>>/jp/thread/S37449928#p37463655

>>>/jp/thread/S42437297#p42441271
>>>/jp/thread/S42437297#p42441286
>>>/jp/thread/S42437297#p42441295

>>>/jp/thread/S37824784#p37839055
>>>/jp/thread/S37824784#p37839379
>>>/jp/thread/S37824784#p37839379

>>>/jp/thread/S23318231#p23324819
>>>/jp/thread/S23318231#p23325563
>>>/jp/thread/S23318231#p23325632

>https://controlc.com/8ff97f5d

>https://controlc.com/37ab1a66

>>>/jp/thread/S38174164#p38184993

>>>/jp/thread/S36986784#p36992617
>>>/jp/thread/S36986784#p36993450

There’s loads of /tg/stuff where we passed stuff around, MGE restaurants frex:

Mamono Milk Bar
>You and your droogs go down to the milk bar for some of the old ultraviolence...
>The place is full of beautiful heavy breasted lactating mamono
>An Apsara runs the bar
>All of her staff have glowing pink eyes
>You can taste sweet milk in the air as a Holst with pink eyes draws nearer
>The smiling Holst pulls out her large soft breasts as she approaches your table...
>"I was cured alright."

Then *that guy* happened…but we wrote massive amounts of diverse MGE stuff. Another green from there:

>The heat radiating from him was enormous in the cool night air. The short but heavily muscled man beside her continued glaring through his binoculars at the distant targets.

>"No less than 5 Grue, by sight confirmation. 2 adults display clear signs of pre-molting behavior. The other two adults are behaviorally inconsistent. 1 juvenile. I'd estimate 9 total from the asymmetrical pack dynamics displayed."

>His voice was crisp and professional, despite the bodily responses she could sense. She was mamono, literally designed to sense sexual responses. She could detect lust or erections at a distance, just by smell. She could tell he could break a rock with the erection concealed by his clothing and careful posture. It was distracting.

>"9 seems like a large estimate. We'll have to call this in if we report 9." she said, having originally spotted the Grue pack. She'd rather they sweep and clear than call-in. An estimation of 9 would guarantee HQ's order for the pair to await backup.

>"Weak responses to the juvenile's calls and behavior. Either they've split up." he left the rest unstated. She let her mind shuffle the latest reports on Grue, and made a deductive leap.

>"Or they're the remainder from the big massacre a week ago. 3 provinces over." Skepticism was heavy in her voice. The range alone was nearly, but not quite impossible for the shadow traveling beasts.

>"It's always best to be prudent." he said, in that irritating professional voice. She resisted the urge to growl at him

>"I can taste your diamond hard erection in the air, you bastard." she didn't say. Instead she muttered a few choice words on how they could easily handle 5 Grue, if they were taken by surprise. Extended fieldwork often led to paradoxical states as an inevitable side effect of stress. Her partner absolutely wouldn't mention it, the idiot.

>"It's always best to be cautious." he said calmly, like a man whose testicles weren't throbbing near audibly. She ground her teeth in frustration. Beating the crap out of the Grue would've taken the edge off. She'd even carried extra flashes as a precaution, since the last time they'd dealt with Grue. The two of them could take 5 easily.

>"I'll call it in. Since we'll have to wait for backup anyway..." she began, but her words were cut off by her partner's bland voice.

>"The offer is appreciated but unnecessary." he said. She tasted blood as a very graphic rape fantasy burned behind her eyes. She couldn't decide if him keeping a professional tone, while getting ridden hard enough to get concussed, was desirable or not. Calming breaths, she told herself, as she tried to regulate her breathing. She prodded the new wound just bitten into her lip, philosophically. He was still looking through the binoculars, carefully not repeating that she should call-in a report on the Grue.

Could only find (1) of my completed Dark Elf pieces, I started here and finished there iirc:

>https://desuarchive.org/tg/thread/83634563/#q83738100
>https://desuarchive.org/tg/thread/83634563/#q83751486
>https://desuarchive.org/tg/thread/83634563/#q83751525
…
It’s 30-something posts in the writethread. Follow the archive chain, the set is too long to fully link. Writing is a fucking drag. /blog