Tear your walls down, this room is now an empty space left to create an image from your heart. Don't close your eyes, focus on the lens, it's the light. Tonight, our dreams become our light. Race me to the northern lights. Follow me to a plac

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Chud 01/15/26 (Thu) 21:30:37 №129403 [Quote]

Tear your walls down, this room is now an empty space left to create an image from your heart.

Don't close your eyes, focus on the lens, it's the light.

Tonight, our dreams become our light.
Race me to the northern lights.

Follow me to a place you've never seen.
Where stars illuminate scenery to find happiness within our lives inside.
If you'll be written in pages, confabulate with these sayings.

Don't be afraid to hide, the adventures in your life.
Desire to defy this threat, we're setting our own time.

Step, step to the plate, cause you're bringing us home. Don't, don't lose your sight, keep your eye on the prize.
Wait, wait, we're ready now, go.
We're almost home.

Open up, realize, you composed a symphony that illustrates the definition in our lives. Tonight, we'll fly.
Tonight, tonight.
Tonight, defies.

If you'll be written in pages, confabulate with these sayings.
Don't be afraid to hide, the adventures in your life.
Desire to defy this threat, we're setting our own time.

Decide. If you'll be written in pages, confabulate with these sayings.

Don't be afraid to hide, the adventures in your life.
Desire to defy this threat, we're setting our own time.

Chud 02/04/26 (Wed) 12:14:06 №130859 [Quote]

hijacking this thread to revive an idea i had a month ago

Chud 02/04/26 (Wed) 12:14:47 №130860 [Quote]

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Chud 02/04/26 (Wed) 12:23:35 №130862 [Quote]

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You wake up in the wee little hours of the morning, ready to spend another day on the sharty.
Strangely enough, however, your laptop isn't in the room. Your phone also isn't in the room.
After spending 5 minutes searching for your missing gadgets, you realize a note has been left on the door.
Reading it, you find instructions from your mom to go get the groceries before she hands you back your devices. Fucking obsessed foid!
What is your next move?
A: Search for your missing laptop within the house.
B: Step outside the house and go to the grocery
C: Kill yourself

Chud 02/04/26 (Wed) 12:26:23 №130863 [Quote]

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ENDING A: Ack!
As you stand on the stool, the rope around your neck, you say your final goodbyes to this cruel world.
Unfortunately for you, however, the second you kick the stool, you remember the hanging troonjak image, and realize that you probably look like that in this very instant.
You spend the next 2 minutes struggling for your life, before eventually succumbing to your own choices.
Try again?

Chud 02/04/26 (Wed) 12:31:22 №130866 [Quote]

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ENDING B: Crawling away from the scene of the incident, you continue to hack up a concerning amount of blood. You barely make it a few meters before you are too exhausted to continue trying to escape. You lay on the ground and slowly bleed out. Your last words were a wish that you spent more time on the bald man with glasses website.
Try again?

Chud 02/04/26 (Wed) 12:32:38 №130867 [Quote]

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Your asshole devastated, you are thrown to the sidewalk by the mysterious figure.
Being utterly mindbroken and wanting to end your suffering, you crawl onto the middle of the road and let the cars ram into you.
Try again?

Chud 02/04/26 (Wed) 12:35:30 №130868 [Quote]

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Joining up with the members of the gang, you engage in illicit activity for the next 5 years.
You become a well-respected senior member of the gang, with many new recruits looking up to you.
Eventually, during the middle of a drug trade, the cops bust into the building and you and the members of the gang get into the gun fight.
You manage to sneak out while bullets are traded, only to be confronted with the snitch himself.
He fires a bullet into your chest, and you simply lay on the ground and die.
Try again?

Chud 02/11/26 (Wed) 15:35:17 №131296 [Quote]

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Deciding to rebel against your mother's tyrannical orders, you spend the entire day looking around the house for your missing
laptop.
Eventually, you find it crammed in between your bedframe and your bedsheets, and you spend another 3 hours browsing the sharty.
The 'log quality of /soy/ is shit today, lots of NAS, softcore porn, and just genuine shit. A lot of other 'teens are complaining about the state of the 'log, which leads to them getting quoted with HTSM.
This infuriates you to the point you step back from your laptop, ready to release your feral, primitive rage onto it, only to realize it's now 9:00 PM at night and you have done nothing all day. What is your next move?
A: Check out /qa/.
B: Continue posting on /soy/ and join in on some of those meta threads.
C: Go outside to collect the groceries.