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Some rare Symphogear guro and ryona
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Hello!

I like to stream and take guro requests for company! I'll be streaming for a few hours tonight but I hope to revisit this thread for future sessions so keep an eye out!

https://piczel.tv/watch/GoreWhore

The best part about piczel is it does not require you to register to watch a stream or chat; feel free to post your request here as well!

All finished art will be posted in thread.

WB guro-chan!
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Can you have her dismembered and floating in space?
http://img.gurochan.ga/art/res/2.html#27026 (One with greyscale female spacemarine, Quake 4 concept art)
Also keep her hot in corpse form as well.
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shame this artist disappeared, I was in their stream and they seemed so pumped about gurochan being back... I hope they're alright
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do you still visit gurochan?
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That's too bad, I hope they come back. Was it a girl artist? It's always so hot when its a girl artist.
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Could you draw this busty pearl having her neck snapped with her tits popping out of her tight slutty outfit? please
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Hello. Where can the rules be found? Just because i hv already seen deleted pictures for breaching the rules but havent seen any directions.
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deleted because of breaking rules?
maybe they got deleted because of that transfer fault?
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i find this to be more likely
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Okay, but still... where are the Rules?
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The following commentary was issued from someone who survived the Great Slaughter, in the year 1420 of the Golden Realm, about 120 years ago. While the world has made great progress since those times, the presence of racism and the continuing troubles with imperialism and clusterism render the potential for genocide an ever-present threat.

Name: Akina Ojoba
Sex/Gender: Female/Femme
Ethnicity: Tarson Elves
Country (before the Tarson Wars): Tarson
Country (during/after? the Tarson Wars): Tolsiki Empire

This is the record of Akina Ojoba, of the late great state of Tarson, which was once the proud home of the Tarson Elves. We were once the best and brightest of elvenkind, back in days of old. We built fairy towers and we crafted rainbows, we kept trolls at bay and played pranks on leprechauns, we loved our forests and built golden cities. It was a lovely time, in days of old.

I grew up in the middle classes. Our home was nothing spectacular, a rowhouse in Anselheim, the national capital and largest city, a teeming port with electricity and all the modern amenities. We had amusement parks in the days of old - that's, like, 1400 or before, right? About 20 years before the Slaughter and maybe 18 before the war. We lived on the Princes' Canal, near the grand clock of the Western Temple. How marvelous were the chimes of the clock then! Before the great dictator of the Tolsiki came to power, such an evil man, a person of numerous brutal horrors. He gave his name to the Tolsiki Empire: he was Jokim Tolsik. By species he was a human, by race he was a Pompard; he loved the notion of both human and Pompard superiority and he came to power in what was then the Republic of Pompia. It was named after the city, you know? Pompia itself. I've actually been there once, as a little girl. It was all sorts of tall buildings and wondrous machines, all rather foreign, metal and steel and glass. Nothing like our familiar woodwork and cobblestones and occasional brick building.

I didn't think much of Jokim Tolsik before. He was yet another bragging politician in a foreign country. We had our own politics to worry about. Then came the Great Earthquake of Jurch 11, 1411, which shook the region of Pohaka. Both Pompia and Tarson felt it. It bent buildings and shattered glass in Pompia, raining shards on numerous people, each shard shining, sparkling, glittering. In Tarson, buildings rattled, timbers fell down, whole walls of masonry collapsed, cracks opened and shut in the ground, and some 42 people, mostly elves but also including the occasional human and maybe a couple of trolls, were killed. The earthquake was followed by the tsunami, which devastated the Pohaka area, including a magic factory where electricity, spells, and various other things, were produced. A great wave rose and smashed the mages’ house, drowning the mages and causing several spells to be unbound. The result was an enormous magical excursion which shattered houses and froze time in the vicinity of the magic factory, as well as producing eddies and local areas in which time ran faster or slower. Some folks were caught up in those eddies, suffered rapid aging in part of their bodies, and died. New mages were called in to stop the carnage, but much damage was done and Magic-Factory Town was off limits for five years.

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Well, in 1413, Tolsik was elected and acclaimed the High Chieftain of the Pompian Republic, and his goons quickly set about taking Tolsik’s more moderate political enemies out of office. They jabbed great pointy sticks and spiked those opponents in their bellies, so hard they coughed up blood. They slashed the clothes off of female Councillers and jabbed their throbbing pricks in them so hard that their cunts and derrieres bled, and bled profusely. They shot those enemies to death, some in the Council Room itself. They poured gasoline in the Council House and set it aflame. Thus the Pompian Republic died and the Tolsiki Empire was born. Everyone was afraid then, and rightfully so. The Tolsiki began to build up their army and their navy, and the Tarsonians were slow to react. We didn’t respond enough to the threat in those first couple of years. We finally got a new Sachem in the Sachem-House in 1415, but it was too late. The Tolsiki rearmament was well along.
I was a young woman now. I still lived by my parents, but had a rowhouse that I shared with three sisters, Mara, Sarinya, and Avai. In 1418 I was 25, Mara was 21, Sarinya was 23, and Avai was the youngest, 20 years old. If you care to know what we looked like, suffice it to say we were young, pretty, had straight hair that fell to our shoulders but no further, our bosoms and waists were both modest, and we were rather demure. Yes, Sarinya and Avai liked the boys. They often dated them and Avai had a boyfriend, Middo Arhat. Mara liked girls. She planned to marry one someday, a buxum elf named Oppai Gungnam. And me? Akina? Well, I was coming off my first and only husband, Alsik Opki. He had seemed sweet and charming at first, luring me with flowers and sweets and gifts. We fell in love and I got married. However, he wanted me to have one baby for every room in his eight-room house, and I balked. No way did I want a family that large! I kept refusing his advances and then came one night. One unspeakably cruel night. He punched me in the cheek. My nose bled. I slammed against the far wall and punched a hole in the plasterboard with my suddenly hurting butt. I swung at him but my boobs swung with me, knocking my momentum off balance (oops). I swung again, and this time my hair got in my eyes and I blinked through my tears. He chopped into my upper arm, which stung, and I kicked him in the balls, which both injured my big toe and caused him to howl in pain. He tried to choke me. He put his hands around my n

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Name: Akina Ojoba
Sex/Gender: Female/Femme
Ethnicity: Tarson Elves
Country (before the Tarson Wars): Tarson
Country (during/after? the Tarson Wars): Tolsiki Empire
Age: 27 at the time of the Slaughter
Sisters: Sarinya Ojoba (25, het), Mara Ojoba (23, lesbian), Avai Ojoba (22, het)
Parents: Benki Ojoba and Anri Ojoba

I remember the eve of the war. A few days before, radio and television were beaming lurid pictures into our homes of the so-called Massacre of Pompia. The townspeople had been encouraged by the authorities to descend upon the elven quarter of town, which they did. This was a walled quarter, dating from the days of the ghettoes, but the gates had been open for more than a century by 1418. The elves had some warning of what was to come (a few Pompard cops had gotten drunk on ale and wandered into an elf temple, and the cops gargled out news of upcoming actions to temple priests), and so the elves had closed the ancient gates. However, townspeople busted the gates oven with a dragon provided by the Tolsiki. The mob proceeded to run wild in the quarter, burning down all the elven temples and smash windows, slamming babies against walls, stomping brutally on elf kids, raping the pretty girls, castrating some of the handsome men, and looting, looting, and more looting. The Tarsonians started packing up their bags and leaving for the border. Jokim Tolsik had banned them from leaving the country, but many of them snuck over the border anyway, and of course we welcomed them with open arms. How could we not? They were our sisters and brothers, after all.
Tolsik saw it differently, however. To him and his empire, the refugees were traitors and vermin, to eventually be wiped out. We were a vermin nation, nothing about us was right, and so we must be wiped out. How to do that? Start a fight, of course. And so he did, citing the refugees as a “casus belli”.
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I remember Ono 18, the day they came to Anselheim. The war had been perhaps a month old. We had won a few victories over the Tolsiki Empire in the beginning, with a few of our vanguard occupying two or three of their hills. The military response had been swift, however, and we were suffering reverse after reverse. Air raid sirens would howl, and we would cower in the basement as dragons blew their flames and airplanes dropped their bombs. Explosions rang all over the place.
Ono 18, 1418, dawned quietly. None of the usual sirens had gone off, and people were going about their business. My sisters and I went aboard a canal-boat and got out our fishing rods and nets; it was common sport to fish in the canals. This sometimes provided our lunch and dinner. The weather was balmy, as it was a lovely late-spring day. The cherry blossoms were in bloom, and they were falling in pink showers all over the place. We were occupied, Sarinya, Mara, Avai, and Akina – that’s me – gaily chattering among ourselves about romances and fish. It was Avai that first heard the thwack-thwack of dragon wings, flying low through the canal areas. Somehow the dragons had evaded Anselheim’s and the Tarson realm’s watches. One hideous scaly green beast swooped low over our boat, rocking it, and then bellowed a column of crimson and orange flame. It incinerated a tree and a couple of rowhouses a block away from us.
Soon they were everywhere. Pillars of smoke came from all quarters. The drone of the airplanes occurred after maybe an hour, and soon the bangs of explosions joined the chorus. A bomb hit our boat and we all screamed and swam for our lives in the choppy water. We got out of the canal by a ladder, all of us only slightly hurt but chillingly drenched and shivering. We huddled together for warmth as the “blitz” went on. It was afternoon by the time we reached our house and consoled our worried parents.
I heard the clang of a gong, the whistle of a flute, and the banging of drums. This was one of the the Tolsiki’s (in)famous Musical Corps, whose job was to keep the march of the troops in rhythm. This was followed by the infantry, all suited up, a few in ceremonial garb, most in camouflage. The cavalry followed, on unicorns and horses, as well as in gun-cars and armored convoys. They came bearing pikes and guns and lances, axes and spears, bows and arrows, howitzers and cannons. A couple of stout troops wheeled small atomic bombs, which I guess emitted invisible radiation. We couldn’

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Avai and Sarinya broke down crying. I felt my eyes growing moist myself, and tried to think, “everything will be all right! Stay strong!” It was difficult, though. We had been relying on Tarson’s Noble Troops and Hussars to keep us safe from the Tolsiki. If the latter were parading around Anselheim, our capital, that meant a great failure of the war effort must have occurred. The Tarsonian troops were our pride and joy! What could have happened?
We saw on television that the troops marched onto Ansel Square, at the heart of town, by the royal palace. We saw them storm the palace, guns and dragons blazing, explosions sounding. We saw the King and Queen being led out in chains, and we all had a great cry. Right on live camera, we saw the princesses being pushed out, stark naked and shivering in the cool air. Each was flanked by a Tolsiki guard, fondling her breasts and attempting to kiss her in her mouth. At a toot from one of the flutes, all of the princesses were thrown to the ground, the guards hiked their kilts and knelt, and promptly began thrusting into the princesses right in front of the royal couple. All were screaming and tussling, their hair bedraggled, blowing in the wind. Troops were forcing the King and Queen to watch. Nothing was censored or blurred. Liquid was coming out of the princesses’ twats. I hugged Avai tight and Mara hugged Sarinya. All of us had worry and grief upon our brows. Troops took out scissors and cut off the King and Queen’s eartips while they were being forced to look. This made the Royal Couple resemble humans, although with bloody tops of ears. We loved the fact that we had pointy ears; it distinguished us as elves, and losing those eartips was often something that brought great shame.
Somehow, somewhere, the old Pompard joke about elves having pointy clits came to mind. I irrationally giggled. We don’t really have pointy clits, but at one time Pompards rumored that our clitori must be pointed because our ears were. How silly is that?
We watched as the troops jabbed spiked knuckles up the princesses’ chests so that blood came out of both their chests and mouths, we watched them cough and struggle to breathe, twisting and curving on the ground, one of them even sitting up before collapsing. Two died with their mouths foaming. The third, who had sat up, collapsed on her side and convulsed before expiring, face down. When the last princess died, the king and queen were decapitated by a sword, to a massive drumroll. Their hea

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A story about a girl who tries to find her way in a fantasy world after losing the only person she cared about.
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Herba was a novelist. She spent every day looking for inspiration, writing different techniques and trying out ideas. But that would all soon be in the past. Because today would change her life.

She sat at the computer as usual a cup of coffee on the side. The screen itself was open on a
word editor, but the document was completely blank. Not even a title was to be seen. But despite this, Herba was furiously thinking. There was so much to consider when writing a story. So much detail had to be included, it almost seemed impossible to get anywhere. The world had to come to life in every way, but how does one even communicate that?

While she thought about her story, completely focused on the screen, there was a sudden sound
she was sure she had never heard before, at least not in person.

Gunfire. Explosions.

She rushed to the window to take a look outside, expecting the worst. And indeed, her fears
were confirmed. Across the street, on opposite ends, two sets of troops stood firing at each other over the cars. Herba was excited for the smallest instant before realising the reality of the situation. What if the house was caught in crossfire? She recalled the fact har mother was downstairs preparing dinner for them. What if they shoot through the glass? She had to make sure her mum was safe. Thus she span the
chair around and began to head down the stairs.

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They began walking, deep into the complex, until eventually they came to a room scattered with
armour and weapons of various types hung up on stands.

“Choose your weapon and we’ll head off to the arena.” She took a look around at the models.
Most were pretter similar, so she ended up just taking the closest one, before heading next door. Erun was inside, along with many more trainees.

“Our tech guys managed to rig these weapons to fire fake lasers. They hit your armour, you lose
a point. Three points and you’re out.” Erun explained. It sounded pretty simple. It was a free for all, so she just needed to hit as many people as possible. “You’ll all get 30 seconds to go whereever you like in this arena. I’ll signal you when you can start attacking. So, begin!”

Immediately, the entire room scattered. Herba froze for a second, before also heading out into
the network of tunnels. Erun’s voice soon echoed through the maze. “Aaaand, go!”

Beep. She got hit before she could even see her opponent. How was she meant to defend against

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And suddenly, it seemed like she could feel the air around her. Move the smoke away. This
revealed two soldiers. They stood there staring at her transfixed. She tried to move them out of the way just like with the smoke, and amazingly, they flew across the room. She could also feel a few more soldiers coming up the stairs, and knocked them out just as easily, without even being able to see them.

It was incredible to think about how strong this powers were. She had managed to teleport, knock
people out with one hit, slow down time and now telekinesis. With this she could surely defeat the Empire with ease.

She cleared the rest of the gas from the room and the others began to stand up.

“Thanks,” Erun said, shocked by the whole experience. “This is my fault, I should have added more scouting.”

“Hey, we’re all alive. It’s fine.” Herba assured.

“Hmm… Ok. Let’s return for now, but we’re going to talk more about what you just did when

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He finally writhed suddenly in pain, realising something was wrong, but was stuck in place by
her lips and pussy. It was as if the spell was broken, and he frantically shuffled around trying to get away. But Herba woudn’t let him escape. He suddenly convulsed as his autonomic responses kicked in, and cum, piss and shit erupted from his penis and bottom in panic. She couldn’t help but laugh as she savoured the new feeling in her pussy, while finally climaxing at his motions, just as the heart burst and blood spread out inside him. Finally he came to a stop, dead, and Herba thought on how good the experience felt. If she could actually make people want to have sex with her, it could be an amazing asset.

Then everyone else came out. “You ready” Erun asked. Herba just nodded as they headed back
to base.
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First post on this site. Epic navigation.
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Why did people like going to parties? They were loud, and far too many people in such a small space. If you were the one hosting, you had to spend a shit ton of money, and you had to clean up after everyone. Aaron has spent every Friday night for the last eight months at some party. He wasn’t even invited to any of them; he just drove around until he found one, and walked on in. Everyone was too damned drunk to even realize that he wasn’t supposed to be there.

It was almost midnight, loud music blared over the neighborhood. A dozen vehicles were parked along the road. Aaron rolled down the street in his F-150, sporting his favorite brown coat with a white shirt and cargo shorts. Teenagers staggered in and out of a blue two-story house on the right, drinking from solo cups and beer cans. A petite blonde with pigtails jumped out of a Toyota Camry and trotted across the line. She wore a pink crop top and booty shorts. He watched her ass bounce until she disappeared into the house.

He parked behind a nearby grocery store and walked back to the party. He followed the bubbly ass of a curvy redhead and slipped in behind her.

Dozens of teens danced around in the living room as the walls vibrated to their music. Cups, beer cans, empty pizza boxes, and chips littered the floor. He nearly tripped over a key set and car remote as he crossed the entrance. He grabbed it and shoved it into his coat pocket. Aaron’s gaze drifted from cleavage to cleavage as he passed girls clad in low-cut tops, to exposed asscheeks in booty shorts and miniskirts.

The blonde he eyeballed earlier was on the couch, feeding pizza to a black girl who could’ve been her twin. She had the same petite body and curvy hips. She even wore the same outfit, the schoolgirl pigtails included.

Aaron plopped down at the end of the couch. The black girl pointed at him and they both stared. The blonde whispered and the black girl started giggling.

“Sorry, I can move if you two want to be alone.” He started to get up.

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Aaron drove for half an hour as Veronica and Kenzie kissed in the back seat. His dick expanded against the fabric of his boxers every time he looked at them through the mirror.

“So,” he looked up, “you two have different dads or…’

“Oh,” Kenzie said, smooching Veronica between each word, “we’re not actually biologically sisters.”

“Huh!” He glanced back again.

“Yeah, we just call ourselves sisters because we look alike.”

“And pretty much everyone calls us ‘the sisters,’ so we go along with it.” Veronica gazed into Kenzie’s eyes. Kenzie kissed her again.

“So, which one of you is the oldest? You both almost look like twins.”

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“It’s beautiful,” Veronica whispered as she peered out at the sea. She pulled Kenzie to her and gripped Aaron’s hand.

Moonlit waves crashed against jagged rocks below. Forests lined the coast in either direction. Animal cries pervaded the woods behind them.

“Can we fuck out here instead of in the car? It’s too beautiful to fuck in there.”

“Sure. Nobody ever comes out here, except for maybe Bigfoot.”

Kenzie laughed and stared off into the woods. “Hey, Bigfoot! Do you like these?” Kenzie lifted her shirt and grabbed her tits.

Veronica did the same and the girls giggled as they flashed their pear-shaped titties to whatever lurked in the woods. She grabbed Kenzie’s shirt and pulled it over her head, tossing it to the ground. She raised her arms as Kenzie removed her shirt. The topless girls turned to Aaron.

Kenzie leaned forward and grabbed his zipper. “Let’s see what you got, Mister Galvan.” She grinned and opened his fly. His cock throbbed in her hand. “Oh my!” Kenzie caressed it as she crouched. She leaned forward and kissed the head, then began licking the shaft. Aaron threw his arm around Veronica. She giggled as he pulled her in. Aaron leaned into her and they kissed. He massaged her breasts. His hand slithered down her stomach as his lips moved away from her lips, kissing her slender neck. His lips wrapped around her nipple, his fingers slipped into her pussy. Veronica moaned and threw her head back. She dug her fingernails into his scalp and pulled his hair. Her thighs clenched. His fingers hammered her hole as she squirted. Aaron came seconds later, groaning as Kenzie pumped his semen into her mouth. She stuck her tongue out as cum drizzled down her chin.

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Aaron crushed twigs and leaves beneath his boots as he sprinted through the trees. Another set of footsteps grew louder as he approaches, then the outline of a naked woman appeared, illuminated by the Moon. Veronica looked back and screamed. She ducked down and accelerated, breathing and squealing with every step. Aaron closed the distance. He stopped, tightened the grip on his hammer, and tossed it. It arched through the darkened trees. She screamed as it crashed into her head and thudded to the ground.

Aaron dashed to the spot. Veronica rolled in the dirt, groaning and clutching her head. Aaron picked the hammer and raised it over his head.

“Please … why are you doing this? We didn’t do anything to you. Don’t kill me, I still have my whole life ahead of me. I-I’m going to University in a few weeks, please don’t destroy my-”

He slammed the hammer into her nose. She wailed and covered her face as blood poured out.

“W-we told Omar that you’ve been sleeping with his girl. He’ll fuck you up.”

Veronica’s forehead caved with a wet crack as he brought it down again. Her incoherent babbling stopped after three strikes. Her skull contorted, eyeballs popped out, and chunks of brain fell out. Aaron’s hammer splashed the brain and blood until she stopped twitching and pissing.

Aaron tossed the hammer aside and mounted her body. He impaled her with his cock. Her tits jiggled as he bounced on her dead body. He came, filling her womb as he howled at the Moon.

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I loved this story. Keep up the writing.
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Want notifications straight to your PC when someone replies to your thread, a post is made on your favorite board, etc?

Check out #gurochan on https://discord.gg/MBN4usRtp9


THIS ISNT A COMMUNITY SERVER, AND MESSAGING IS DISABLED, IT IS SOLEY USED TO GET PUSH NOTIFICATIONS FOR THOSE WHO WISH FOR IT.
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Time for a games thread. https://booth.pm/ja/items/2829209
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aa is for ascii art

so if your using windows and or have the mona font downloaded...

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oops, shit

aa is for ascii art

so if your using windows and or have the mona font downloaded...

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AAAAAAAAAAAH ASCII DICKS


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　 　 　 　 　 　.| 　.,..‐.､│　 　 　　　　 　.|
　 　 　 　 　 　（´゛ ,/　llヽ 　　 　 　 　 　 |
　　　 　 　 　 　 ヽ -./ .， lliヽ　　　　　　 .|
　　 　 　 　 　 　 /'",i" ﾞ;、 ｌ'ｉi,''く　　　　　.ヽ
　　　　　　　　　/ ...│　 ﾞl,　 ｌﾞﾞt, ''ii_　　　　:.!
　　　　　　　 : /.._　/ 　 　ヽ　＼＼.｀ﾞ~''''''"./

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I suppose I should have expected that when I started the thread. Actually it looks just like mine, but my pee-pee is really tiny.

Anyway, I thought it would be a nice idea if when you hover over an emoji, it provides the name of it. That would encourage people to use them more. Those emotes are really cute BTW.
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It seems that the 'thread overview' box is sorted by first post date (or actually post id).

IIRC, in the old gurochan they were sorted by bump date. This seemed to make more sense.

As it currently stands, active threads are being demoted to the bottom because they were started a while ago.

What say you?

Love and kisses etc.
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>/p2p/
>DO NOT POST STOLEN/ILLEGAL/PIRATED CONTENT ON THIS BOARD.
Say what?
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It appears that if you click on a link here, like this one for instance: https://anonfiles.com/5blbmcJ2t1/PBR_7z

After the 'are you sure you want to leave this site' page (which is redundant and annoying because it opens in a new tab anyway), after you click 'continue', the page it redirects to has a broken URL because everything in the URL is converted to lower case.

Or is it just me?
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This will be fixed soon.
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fixed
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Too fast! I don't believe you!

WAIT. It's true! And you even deleted that other post for me.

Thanks, you guys are stars!
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2 things I've noticed.

1. It seems only about 4000 characters can by accepted by the message box. This is painfully restrictive for uploading stories. Even one chapter has to be broken into many posts.

2. So in the threads, I see something like '57 posts omitted. Click Reply to view.' But there is no 'reply' button anywhere! Instead you have to click the title or post no.

I'm not sure why /lit/ has a different look and layout than /g/ for instance.

Cheers!
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Both of these should be fixed.
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Seems to be a typical conversion problem with int32/int64/float. As far as I see it, the image numbers were truncated, e.g. 1612525308027.jpg to 1612525308.jpg, which is hinting at int32 (1,612,525,308). The images that work seems to be cleanly truncated, while the missing images were rounded in some way, e.g. 1612524931999.jpg to 1612524932.jpg.

And guess what? The cleanly truncated image is still there, the given number is the start image of the 3Dhanging thread in 3dcg, which is broken in the post.

https://img.guro.wtf/3dcg/src/1612524931.jpg

Only the link in the post is rounded wrong. I guess there will still be some images missing because the truncation will have produced duplicates.
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Weeeellllll.... as I said, software developer. I've written some script for crawling this site by the HTML code, and download everything sorted by board and thread, including post ids and post texts. My last update was March 15th, two days ago before the migration. It's about 4GB with 4400 images, does that sound like the correct magnitude?
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Thats great, do you think you might be able to get in contact with us?
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Currently uploading it to Mega, will take some time. Do you have a way to send a non-public message to you by the website?
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[email protected]
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Not what I had in mind, but an opportunity to try an anonymous mailer for the first time. Let me know if you got a Mega link.
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Ruby cried softly as she was led up the tiled gallows by two Atlesian Huntsmen. She wore only her red cape
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Max woke to find herself lying down. Her eyes blinked open to see an uncovered matress below her
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"Chole?" Max asked
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"Don't talk like that or I'll have to punish you
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The man dropped his boxers
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Hello once again gurochan! I'm iciclit (icy-clit)

I draw a lot of queer-ass cannibalism & snuff (and sometimes hetero stuff if I feel like it)
cuntboys are my favorite subject!

pixiv:
https://www.pixiv.net/en/users/36498834
subscribestar:
https://subscribestar.adult/iciclit
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Oh, wow. This is some hot stuff! I love your style and subject matter, please keep it up!!
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Nice to have you back, i know your work from baraag, do you happen to know where and if we could find more dolcett pics from the now gone humblr?
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You work is gorgeous! I remember your thread from olf gurochan, please, keep it up and post more!
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Unfortunately your thread got affected by the wipe badly, can you please re-post missing images?
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Since gurochan is back it's time for the hanging thread to come back too
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Does anyone have the rest of this guy's stuff?
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For those who are worried that some of the pictures are gone. Don’t worry, I know what is gone and what remains.
And I will reupload anything missing.
Once this is all sorted out. I’ll put a few more of M00zg artwork.
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