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Frederik Peeters Комиксы страхи депрессия старение Легкая наркомания
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Dad: Yes?
Сhild: I'm going to tell you a story.
The story of a man who wakes up one morning in a forest.
Сhild: It's summertime. His daughter is there.
Dad: Why in a forest?
Сhild: It's just a background. It's because he feels lonely.
Dad: What's his daughter doing?
Сhild: Nothing ...
Сhild: She's pregnant.
Dad: But... His daughter is 8 years old!
Child: Yes... So he says to himself.
Dad: It's impossible! She hasn't got breasts anyway!
Dad: How is she going to give birth?!
Child: No, he says to himself: "Someone fucked my daughter!"
Dad: Right! I agree! It's unacceptable!
Child: So suddenly, this man is cold. He feels like going back to bed.
Dad: In fact, it's just the story of a man afraid of growing old, right?
Child: Or the story of a motionless man in an evolving world.
Dad: Is there an end to your story?
Child: At the end, his daughter hugs him very hard, sobs a little bit,
and tells him:
Child: Daddy... snf... I don't want to grow up...
Dad: Mh... I prefer it when I tell my own stories.
Child: Tonight, it's your turn.
Child: But right now, I need a big bowl of corn flakes,
I'm going to be late for school.
Гугл переводчик:
Дочка: Папа?
Папа: Да?
Дочка: Я расскажу тебе историю.
История человека, который однажды утром просыпается в лесу.
Дочка: Сейчас лето. Его дочь там.
Папа: Почему в лесу?
Дочка: Это просто фон. Это потому, что он чувствует себя одиноким.
Папа: Что делает его дочь?
Дочка: Ничего...
Дочка: Она беременна.
Папа: Но... Его дочери 8 лет!
Дочка: Да... Так он говорит себе.
Папа: Это невозможно! У нее все равно нет груди!
Папа: Как она собирается рожать?!
Дочка: Нет, он говорит себе: «Кто-то трахнул мою дочь!»
Папа: Верно! Я согласен! Это недопустимо!
Дочка: Внезапно он замерз. Ему хочется вернуться в постель.
Папа: На самом деле это просто история о человеке, который боится стареть, да?
Дочка: Или история неподвижного человека в развивающемся мире.
Папа: Есть ли конец у твоей истории?
Дочка: В конце дочка очень крепко его обнимает, немного всхлипывает,
говорит ему:
Дочка: Папа... снф... Я не хочу взрослеть...
Папа: Мм... Я предпочитаю рассказывать свои собственные истории.
Дочка: Сегодня твоя очередь.
Дочка: Но сейчас мне нужна большая миска кукурузных хлопьев.
Я собираюсь опоздать в школу.
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Не знаю, какой-то высокомерный комикс. Мол, "я такая сложная и непонятная натура, а вот все, кто нашли себе пару - быдло простое, а вон тот вообще мой идеал, но живёт с какой-то простовкой-прошмандовкой, а ведь мы идеальная пара".
Такое.
Такое.
Kotomine Kirei24.01.202115:25ссылка
Dirk Strider Homestuck MS Paint Adventures фэндомы FNAF Игры crossover MSPA Gif без перевода
> Dirk: Check systems.
Everything appears to be in order. You usually use a more reliable source of power, but from 12-6 AM you switch to a generator with a limited gas supply to keep things interesting. You’re not using a lot of power yet but things are just getting started. Beneath that is the current time: Time to play a game.
> Dirk: Activate cameras.
Cameras are no fun unless they’re hidden.Let’s be real here.
> Dirk: Check cameras.
You toggle through the different camera views just because you can.
> Dirk: Check CAM 1A already.
There they are. Your beautiful Murdermatronics. You built these things years ago after your pop cultural studies led you to a successful horror franchise. You played all seven games in one sitting, as well as several fanmade games. You found the premise and storyline intriguing and the animatronic characters quite endearing. Apparently, you are a minority in this respect as most humans at the time found the furry/puppet/robots terrifying. Weirdos.
Anyway, you decided it would be a good idea to make your own. They’re pretty chill most of the day, but from 12AM to 6AM they enter Stalking Mode and wander around the apartment whenever the cameras aren’t looking. It’s a sweet game of red light/green light that keeps you on your toes. The key is to make sure they don’t get in your room, but if one manages to slip under the radar, it’s a grisly fight to the death.
You have one more Murdermatronic, but he likes to stay tucked away in the crawlspace most of the time.
> Jump ahead.
1 AM.
Two of them are up and about. Where’d they go?
Not far. Look at them wandering around like they don’t got a clue where you are. They know damn well where you are and you know it. They know you know it. More importantly, you know they know you know they know. You programmed them to know that after all. They only pretend like they don’t know in order to try and mess with you.
> Dirk: Check the crawlspace.
No change. Let’s hope it stays that way.
> Jump ahead again.
3 AM and things are picking up. Snookems is chillin’ in the bathroom, and Chuck’s out getting some fresh air.
Uh-oh, where’s the other one…?
Oh hell no.
> Dirk: Quick! Close the door!
Okay, but it’s your wardrobifier, not a door.
Fuck off, Trapshot.
> Dirk: Check systems again.
Of course keeping the wardrobifier shut leeches power like a starved vampire in a blood bank. Like a sparkly undead asshole that hasn’t fondled a good neck in months and suddenly found himself crotch deep in hemoglobin goodness, so he gets himself a straw and starts guzzling. Can’t keep it shut for too long.
Gone for now…
> Dirk: Check the crawlspace again.
Shit.
Yeah, there was pretty much no way that giant puppet wasn’t gonna come outta there at some point.
> Dirk: Shut the door again!!
You shut your wardrobifier just in the nick of time.
> Skip to the end.
Well fuck.
Chuck is being a particularly belligerent asshole right now.
> Dirk: Run out of power.
Oh well.
Can’t win ‘em all.
DIRK: Come at me, bro.
DIRK: I’m ready for you.
Aw would you look at that. And you were ready to rumble too. At least you don’t have to worry about repairing any damage to them or yourself. Guess you better go make breakfast and shower now.
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