Anonymous
11/3/2025, 1:21:19 AM
No.545081446
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Even though a large portion of the audience shares that they feel the game has deviated from its original tone and atmosphere, factually, they're wrong. Feels are not reals.
To use a food analogy: The restaurant changed its menu, but technically it's still the same cuisine. It doesn't matter that the patrons think the food sucks. They're wrong.
Anonymous
10/25/2025, 3:22:48 PM
No.544027613
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>Even Rerir got drip marketing and might be playable, while Capitano got nothing and straight up killed off the story
Crazy humiliation ritual for captainkeks
Anonymous
9/8/2025, 12:47:56 PM
No.538382054
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>>538381673
"Hmm? Blasphemy? Silly Doctor, you always say the oddest things."
Yes, she actually did register his malevolence, she literally did not care. You rike my subversion of expectations, guilao?
Anonymous
7/9/2025, 5:40:09 AM
No.530503894
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>>530503716
He's the gateway to the umamusu clone minigame
Anonymous
7/1/2025, 9:25:55 PM
No.529555138
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>>529554728
.....and other fanfic you cope with and you wait for your singular worm per year.
Anonymous
6/17/2025, 9:45:29 AM
No.527734672
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>>527734557
He definitely wrote this part himself though
>the man plucked his sword from the embers, and slew the rat-like beast in one swing. He cut the meat from its legs, skewered the chunks using his weapon, and cooked them over the open fire. At last, he stood up — something he seldom did — and shoved the meat between her teeth. Bland as it was, the oiliness of the fat was more than a feast for the starving girl.
>At the very least, he didn't ask her to feed herself.
Anonymous
6/16/2025, 11:35:12 AM
No.527620647
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Excerpt from Skirk Character Story 1
>Having received her answer, the man plucked his sword from the embers, and slew the rat-like beast in one swing. He cut the meat from its legs, skewered the chunks using his weapon, and cooked them over the open fire. At last, he stood up — something he seldom did — and shoved the meat between her teeth. Bland as it was, the oiliness of the fat was more than a feast for the starving girl.
>At the very least, he didn't ask her to feed herself.