After numerous sleepless weeks of pondering, I have decided to move on from my humble blog to expand my horizons. I will now be chained to my new master and his fate shall be my own as well. Its been a great experience blogging here and i hope that my readers would continue to lend me support in my new endeavor as well. Before i forget : the blog that i will be joining as a part of a team would be Shin’s blog.

Sauce

p.s. had a look at the screenshots of the game and it looked rather unique, looks like it was coloured with watercolors.

Addiction to moe. You cant stop it.

Yes my friends, moe is as much of a drug as say, cocaine and Kyoani is the equivalent of Pablo Escobar in the business of Moe dealing.

Mild moe. Generally taken by beginners as am initiation. Has bery little effects on the human body save for an increased heart rate and slight hallucinations.

It began like all addictions did. Curiosity. I was curious what this moe would do to me? Curious of its powers to influence the mind and bring pleasure and pain. So as like all addictions i started off on the lighter version of it. It was an interesting introduction to a substance that would son become inseparable from my life.

Normal moe: This recreation drug is best taken during festivals, induces euphoria but is unlikely to have any lasting effects other than utter exhaustion.

After some time on the milder ones i began to try the “normal” stuff as it was called. It was stronger than the mild ones but it was unlikely to deliver a knockout punch to a new junkie. That was a period of bliss.

Hardcore moe: Lolis are known to cause heart failures when taken in large quantities.

After “graduating” from the normal stuff things began to get out of hand for me. The world seemed less colorful compared to the past and i began to tire of the old substances. That was when i began my descent into the abyss. I foolishly tried what one would call the “hard stuff” it kicked seven shades of hell out of me and worst of all, I loved it.

Designer Moe: Traps cater to a fringe market and are extremely potent.

Our story does not end there for after being accustomed to the hard stuff i began to try designer ones which were specifically created to cater to certain tastes. Being the gung-ho lad that i was i immediately ordered the most expensive, unique, and utterly horrifying stuff they had. Not even the hardcore addicts dared to go this far but Kyoani was more than happy to oblige. I experience a pleasure that is simply indescribable but then i slipped and fell and fell and fell………… for eternity.

p.s. dont think i am making sense at all here…. oh well might as well take another dose of Kyoani moe to clear up my mind.

p.p.s. After Story contains at least 10X more moe scenes as compared to the first season which i am grateful for.

p.p.p.s. Shima-kun has broken me thoroughly. It was a totally one-sided affair, there are no defences against moe levels that are so insanely high.

Good evening, World. Allow me first to apologize for this interruption. I do, like many of you, appreciate the comforts of every day routine- the security of the familiar, the tranquility of repetition. I enjoy them as much as any bloke. But in the spirit of commemoration, thereby those important events of the past usually associated with someone’s death or the end of some awful bloody struggle, a celebration of a nice holiday, I thought we could mark this November the 5th, a day that is sadly no longer remembered, by taking some time out of our daily lives to sit down and have a little chat. There are of course those who do not want us to speak. I suspect even now, orders are being shouted into telephones, and men with guns will soon be on their way. Why? Because while the truncheon may be used in lieu of conversation, words will always retain their power. Words offer the means to meaning, and for those who will listen, the enunciation of truth. And the truth is, there is something terribly wrong with this world, isn’t there? Cruelty and injustice, intolerance and oppression. And where once you had the freedom to object, to think and speak as you saw fit, you now have censors and systems of surveillance coercing your conformity and soliciting your submission. How did this happen? Who’s to blame? Well certainly there are those more responsible than others, and they will be held accountable, but again truth be told, if you’re looking for the guilty, you need only look into a mirror. I know why you did it. I know you were afraid. Who wouldn’t be? OVER 9000 PENISES, murder, rape. There were a myriad of problems which conspired to corrupt your reason and rob you of your common sense. Fear got the best of you, and in your panic you turned to the now Moralfag, THE FBI. He promised you order, he promised you peace, and all he demanded in return was your silent, obedient consent. Last night I sought to end that silence. Last night I destroyed the FBI, to remind this world of what it has forgotten. More than four hundred years ago a great citizen wished to embed the fifth of November forever in our memory. His hope was to remind the world that lolicon, yuricon, and trapcon are more than words, they are perspectives. So if you’ve seen nothing, if the crimes of this government remain unknown to you then I would suggest you allow the fifth of November to pass unmarked. But if you see what I see, if you feel as I feel, and if you would seek as I seek, then I ask you to stand beside me one year from tonight, outside the gates of Hell, and together we shall give them a fifth of November that shall never, ever be forgot.

Random video: M for Malaysia

Starting from the 28th of October till the 5th of November I’ll be sitting for my semester finals and so there will be no updates till then.

While the subjects this semester are somewhat difficult to study for i do think i wont be needing to submit an UNLIMITED ESSAY WORKS.

I would like to wish all other students who are taking their exams the best of luck in their respective papers.

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