I don't bash on the n00bs.

Bashing the n00bs are for babies anyway. I mean, come on!

Monthly Archives: February, 2014

Fucking Attention Whores

YamiSweet, why do you have to be such a fucking attention whore? Out of all the things you’ve done, this is the stupidest you’ve ever done.

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Fuck this person.

Fuck you. Fuck you so hard in the ass without consent. You do NOT compare something as petty as editing a model to FUCKING RAPE. And if you do want to know something, 99% of the time, people don’t blame the victim; they blame the culprit. Rape does go punished a lot of the time. …

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You’re not that fucking funny.

ScandinavianSweetie, can you just stop making jokes? Seriously, if you have to disable comments because a bunch of dumb asses don’t get the jokes (though most likely you just can’t take shit on the internet), then it’s time to stop and do something else.

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STOP FUCKING BURNING MY EYES!!!

This model did to my eyes what Macne Nana’s Walk Together did to my ears. And dear God does it hurt…

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Bummer May Horace

Telling someone to hang himself/herself for changing a character’s personality for some stupid ship kills every single argument you’ve ever and will ever make. Oh yeah, I know a lot about Sonic, too.

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Pretentiousness

Okay, we get it. You have the model. No need to comment you pretentious piece of shit. Comment from: http://neruakita2011.deviantart.com/art/MMD-Aoki-Lapis-download-434527883

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Happy Hobbes Day, Everyone.

…You’re not even fucking trying…

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BREAKING NEWS!!!

BREAKING NEWS!!! Fox-Squared gets what he deserves! Too bad it’s not a comeuppance.

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That’s exactly what this God-forsaken community is.

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Apparently Not Safe For Work

Does Miriam have no… um… shirt on…? … Kid, I understand artistic nudity, but please don’t forget to put on a shirt for your model if you don’t intend for her to have no shirt on.

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