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198.27.189.232: less making fun of ADHD, just as much making fun of you

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less making fun of ADHD, just as much making fun of you

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	'''Editorial Note:''' The story appears to diverge at several points, due to Anonymous fagging things up. Rather than remove them entirely, they have been listed as Divergences. The main thread is considered to be Evil Queen Miko.		'''Editorial Note:''' The story appears to diverge at several points, due to Anonymous fagging things up. Rather than remove them entirely, they have been listed as Divergences. The main thread is considered to be Evil Queen Miko.

	==Summary for ~~ADHD fags (ADHD is a srs mental disablitty gaiz pls dont make fun of it)~~==		==Summary for Inattentive Ditzes==
	Writefags writing about drawfags taking over /tg/. Seriously.		Writefags writing about drawfags taking over /tg/. Seriously.

2001:56A:F107:D500:8172:FC58:FF2C:B3FC: It's stayed because it's fucking story, not rules, nor opinion, nor skub.

2017-06-02T02:21:31Z

It's stayed because it's fucking story, not rules, nor opinion, nor skub.

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1d4chan>Zufield at 21:13, 1 June 2017

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	this is a bunch of stupid namefagging shit that should be sent into the dumpster as fast as possible and I don't know why it's been here for almost ten fucking years		this is a bunch of stupid namefagging shit that should be sent into the dumpster as fast as possible and I don't know why it's been here for almost ten fucking years

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1d4chan>Zufield: YOUR MEMES END HERE

2017-06-01T21:13:38Z

YOUR MEMES END HERE

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1d4chan>Lunad: /* Summary for ADHD fags */

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Summary for ADHD fags

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	'''Editorial Note:''' The story appears to diverge at several points, due to Anonymous fagging things up. Rather than remove them entirely, they have been listed as Divergences. The main thread is considered to be Evil Queen Miko.		'''Editorial Note:''' The story appears to diverge at several points, due to Anonymous fagging things up. Rather than remove them entirely, they have been listed as Divergences. The main thread is considered to be Evil Queen Miko.

	==Summary for ADHD fags==		==Summary for ADHD fags (ADHD is a srs mental disablitty gaiz pls dont make fun of it)==
	Writefags writing about drawfags taking over /tg/. Seriously.		Writefags writing about drawfags taking over /tg/. Seriously.

76.202.190.96 at 02:17, 8 October 2010

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1d4chan>TarsTarkas at 04:35, 13 December 2009

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90.45.230.205 at 18:12, 14 September 2009

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	From Jeanstealer, lilac paper with crayon on it, describing that the first phase was well under way, that she would advise a move to IRC because she couldn't stand Meebo. Lolcron's report, though cleaner, mirrored Jean's.<br>		From Jeanstealer, lilac paper with crayon on it, describing that the first phase was well under way, that she would advise a move to IRC because she couldn't stand Meebo. Lolcron's report, though cleaner, mirrored Jean's.<br>
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	B&Hammer 40kun hadn't given up on anon in its entirety quite yet, but still had given some support for the main meme of Love Can Bloom, even if it was tenuous half approval jocularity.<br>		[[Drawfag\|B&Hammer 40kun]] hadn't given up on anon in its entirety quite yet, but still had given some support for the main meme of Love Can Bloom, even if it was tenuous half approval jocularity.<br>
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	Bloogah! sent her a love note. It fell into the garbage, unopened.<br>		Bloogah! sent her a love note. It fell into the garbage, unopened.<br>

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	With some emphasis, the shorter figure looked to the corner, and slowly the buzzing implant of the taller followed.<br>		With some emphasis, the shorter figure looked to the corner, and slowly the buzzing implant of the taller followed.<br>
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	In the corner, obscured by a veritable hillock of crayons, and the faded denim pants atop its head, the small four armed figure could be seen, shading, drawing slowly with visible intent, a tongue sticking out if its recurved mouth with concentration, a mysterious creature, reminiscent of an armadillo. But slowly, its eyes turned, gazed up at the pair caught in the middle no cover, no help. The tongue slid back into the chitinous mouth, as it slowly opened-<br>		In the corner, obscured by a veritable hillock of crayons, and the faded denim pants atop its head, the small four armed figure could be seen, shading, drawing slowly with visible intent, a tongue sticking out of its recurved mouth with concentration, a mysterious creature, reminiscent of an armadillo. But slowly, its eyes turned, gazed up at the pair caught in the middle no cover, no help. The tongue slid back into the chitinous mouth, as it slowly opened-<br>
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	Then, a tap on the shoulder. The thing glanced up- the necron stood there. It bounded up, racing past it, a strange noise bubbling out of it, bounding forward past the large bulk as it followed.<br>		Then, a tap on the shoulder. The thing glanced up- the necron stood there. It bounded up, racing past it, a strange noise bubbling out of it, bounding forward past the large bulk as it followed.<br>
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	Bloogah! sent her a love note. It fell into the garbage, unopened.<br>		Bloogah! sent her a love note. It fell into the garbage, unopened.<br>
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	Drawfaggit and Drawanon each cast speculations of treachery upon another ~~seperately~~, though they both had gotten rid of another wretched namefag. Still able servants.<br>		Drawfaggit and Drawanon each cast speculations of treachery upon another separately, though they both had gotten rid of another wretched namefag. Still able servants.<br>
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	Scriptarius though...His [[loli\|pedophilia]] would cause problems, she did not doubt. For now, she set aside his report, to consider further developments and matters.<br>		Scriptarius though...His [[loli\|pedophilia]] would cause problems, she did not doubt. For now, she set aside his report, to consider further developments and matters.<br>
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	The great work she had started was on the cusp of fruition. She glanced out her window, and then with some uncertainty, ~~prised~~ off her mask.<br>		The great work she had started was on the cusp of fruition. She glanced out her window, and then with some uncertainty, pried off her mask.<br>
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	The [[shitstorm]] on the horizon was approaching. One million was still far away, but even now piss drizzles would come over the city. She sighed, somewhat content. After one million, a golden age. [[Just as planned\|All of her work, all of her preparation.]]<br>		The [[shitstorm]] on the horizon was approaching. One million was still far away, but even now piss drizzles would come over the city. She sighed, somewhat content. After one million, a golden age. [[Just as planned\|All of her work, all of her preparation.]]<br>
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	The sobbing filled the small room, reverberating off the tight walls. Like music it stimulated the two observers as they watched their charge with a look not unlike hunger. Despite his ancient machinery and long dead machine brain, Lord Lolcron was touched by the ghostly feeling of arousal. He looked to his left and found The Commissar returning his gaze. They nodded in understanding. The sobbing stopped and Bloomwriter realized that his captors were standing over him.<br>		The sobbing filled the small room, reverberating off the tight walls. Like music it stimulated the two observers as they watched their charge with a look not unlike hunger. Despite his ancient machinery and long dead machine brain, Lord Lolcron was touched by the ghostly feeling of arousal. He looked to his left and found The Commissar returning his gaze. They nodded in understanding. The sobbing stopped and Bloomwriter realized that his captors were standing over him.<br>
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	He looked first in ~~confusement~~, then shock and finally horror as the Necron Lord brandished a rusted pole that creaked as it rose to 2 o'clock, little pieces of corroded metal jutting out like splinters. The Commissar, not to be outdone, slipped on a condom with iron studs the size of a thumb, twisting it onto his foot long man hoist with great care. As the rubber band snapped around the end of the meat shaft the red eyed Bloomwriter winced, eyes beginning to moisten.<br>		He looked first in confusion, then shock and finally horror as the Necron Lord brandished a rusted pole that creaked as it rose to 2 o'clock, little pieces of corroded metal jutting out like splinters. The Commissar, not to be outdone, slipped on a condom with iron studs the size of a thumb, twisting it onto his foot long man hoist with great care. As the rubber band snapped around the end of the meat shaft the red eyed Bloomwriter winced, eyes beginning to moisten.<br>
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	"You take the back, Xenos scum?" The Commissar asked, grinning from ear to ear. Lord Lolcron nodded enthusiastically for a centuries old machine.<br>		"You take the back, Xenos scum?" The Commissar asked, grinning from ear to ear. Lord Lolcron nodded enthusiastically for a centuries old machine.<br>

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	{{Story}}		{{Story}}
	Editorial Note: The story appears to diverge at several points, due to ~~anonymous~~ fagging things up. Rather than remove them entirely, they have been listed as Divergences. The main thread is considered to be Evil Queen Miko.
			'''Editorial Note:''' The story appears to diverge at several points, due to Anonymous fagging things up. Rather than remove them entirely, they have been listed as Divergences. The main thread is considered to be Evil Queen Miko.

	==Summary for ADHD fags==		==Summary for ADHD fags==
	Writefags writing about drawfags taking over /tg/. Seriously.		Writefags writing about drawfags taking over /tg/. Seriously.
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	"You have failed, once again."<br>		"You have failed, once again."<br>
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	There were other figures, behind the table, stirring in the dark, settling themselves down to watch the spectacle, of the chosen writefag's ~~ignomious~~ end. He huddled before them, stripped of words and will, sullenly staring down. The first, with the paper mask leaned forward, betraying no hint of emotion, "Why?"<br>		There were other figures, behind the table, stirring in the dark, settling themselves down to watch the spectacle, of the chosen writefag's ignominious end. He huddled before them, stripped of words and will, sullenly staring down. The first, with the paper mask leaned forward, betraying no hint of emotion, "Why?"<br>
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	"It was too much," He finally whispered, and at this tittering swept the Consortium, pregnant with mockery, inciting the writer to stumble to his knees to hiss back, "You've all gone mad! I may have followed along, but this, this is too fa-"<br>		"It was too much," he finally whispered, and at this tittering swept the Consortium, pregnant with mockery, inciting the writer to stumble to his knees to hiss back, "You've all gone mad! I may have followed along, but this, this is too fa-"<br>
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	A stroke of a pen lashed across his back, causing the weak writefag to cry out, the crackle of broken metaphors ringing out like so much cereal underfoot.<br>		A stroke of a pen lashed across his back, causing the weak writefag to cry out, the crackle of broken metaphors ringing out like so much cereal underfoot.<br>
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	"Be silent. Your cooperation is unnecessary," the paper mask leaned back, "Our plans shall still proceed apace."<br>		"Be silent. Your cooperation is unnecessary," the paper mask leaned back, "Our plans shall still proceed apace."<br>
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	"You-" The writefag crawled forward, in a puddle of ink, "It's~~-None~~ of them will go with it, none, a human and [[~~eldar~~]] breeding, it's, I'll, I'll-"<br>		"You-" The writefag crawled forward, in a puddle of ink, "It's...none of them will go with it, none, a human and [[Eldar]] breeding, it's, I'll, I'll-"<br>
	"They already have," the writefag's pupils dilated, as with a final word whatever hopes he had were quashed, "They've named her [[Lofn]]~~, take~~ him away!" ~~She~~ imperiously commanded, "Throw him in the mi-go vats, along with the other garbage."<br>		"They already have," the writefag's pupils dilated, as with a final word whatever hopes he had were quashed, "They've named her [[Lofn]]. Take him away!" she imperiously commanded, "Throw him in the Mi-go vats, along with the other garbage."<br>
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	"After all I've done-!" Wheezed the pathetic figure, as the vast bulk of a [[~~necron~~]] ~~lord~~ and the ~~commissar~~ dragged him off.<br>		"After all I've done!" Wheezed the pathetic figure, as the vast bulk of a [[Necron]] Lord and the Commissar dragged him off.<br>
	"All you've done?" The mask turned, to gaze one last time on the doomed one, "You misunderstand. You were an experiment, a test, to see what effect writing would truly have- and it only confirmed what we knew all along."<br>		"All you've done?" The mask turned, to gaze one last time on the doomed one, "You misunderstand. You were an experiment, a test, to see what effect writing would truly have - and it only confirmed what we knew all along."<br>
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	"All anyone pays attention to are the pretty pictures."<br>		"All anyone pays attention to are the pretty pictures."<br>
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	"Did he give you much trouble," remarked the paper masked figure, idly scribbling a dark haired figure across part of the table.<br>		"Did he give you much trouble," remarked the paper masked figure, idly scribbling a dark haired figure across part of the table.<br>
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	"None at all; soon as he dropped in the water, there was a quite a, heh, red BLOOMing in the water!" The [[Commissar]] grinned around at the room, but his joke found no hold. He gave a glance to the ~~necron~~ beside him, but found nothing there either, "It, uh, it, eh, forget it."<br>		"None at all; soon as he dropped in the water, there was a quite a, heh, red BLOOMing in the water!" The [[Commissar]] grinned around at the room, but his joke found no hold. He gave a glance to the Necron beside him, but found nothing there either, "It, uh, it, eh, forget it."<br>
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	The both took their seats, awaiting for the central figure to call the meeting to a close.<br>		The both took their seats, awaiting for the central figure to call the meeting to a close.<br>
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	With a final slash, a thin line of a pursed lip, and the [[-4 Str\|woman]] cocked her head in consideration- no. She shook her head, rubbing out the scratchings with her thumb. Not nearly good enough.<br>		With a final slash, a thin line of a pursed lip, and the [[-4 Str\|woman]] cocked her head in consideration - no. She shook her head, rubbing out the scratchings with her thumb. Not nearly good enough.<br>
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	"Gentlemen, my thanks for helping me tend to this matter- I would have done it myself, but I felt it would be best if all knew of this decision- after forming our bloc, it would be imprudent to complete such acts without everyone being aware of it. I am as beholden to the rules as any of you, and I am just as willing as any of you to see that any obstructions to our goal are eliminated. I fear though there is little else that needs doing, I ask only that Jeanstealer, in the care of lolcron, be taken to ~~suptg~~, to see our wishes fulfilled there- I have no orders for the rest of you, you are all doing admirably. There is no revision necessary, save-" And at this the woman's paper eye fell upon a small, nervous, well endowed girl who shriveled in fear under their leader's gaze, "...Strange," The head conspirator stood, her voice honeying the words with subtle meaning, "Must have slipped my mind. No matter."<br>		"Gentlemen, my thanks for helping me tend to this matter - I would have done it myself, but I felt it would be best if all knew of this decision - after forming our bloc, it would be imprudent to complete such acts without everyone being aware of it. I am as beholden to the rules as any of you, and I am just as willing as any of you to see that any obstructions to our goal are eliminated. I fear though there is little else that needs doing, I ask only that Jeanstealer, in the care of lolcron, be taken to sup/tg/, to see our wishes fulfilled there - I have no orders for the rest of you, you are all doing admirably. There is no revision necessary, save-" And at this the woman's paper eye fell upon a small, nervous, well-endowed girl who shriveled in fear under their leader's gaze, "...Strange." The head conspirator stood, her voice honeying the words with subtle meaning, "Must have slipped my mind. No matter."<br>
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	"The Consortium is adjourned."<br>		"The Consortium is adjourned."<br>