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Anonymous
Does this turn you on?
>> Anonymous
not really
>> Anonymous
yes
>> ????????
sort of
>> Anonymous
This reminds me of Devilman. Care to gives us sauce OP?
>> Anonymous
>>877355
Neo Devilman
>> Anonymous
Maybe if the art wasn't complete shit.

Even then, pretty stupid.
>> Anonymous
I say cautiously yes.
>> Anonymous
if it weren't for the belly button and nipples
>> Anonymous
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>> Anonymous
Was there more to that, or just that one image?
>> Anonymous
No
>> Anonymous
>>878501
seconded
>> Anonymous
Now all I can think of are Sniffits. So of course, I do not find that attractive.

That's the shyguy-like mario badguy who shoots bullets from his mask. I'd post a pic, but I can't find one that's board related. And as I loev /d/, I don't want to change a ban.
>> Anonymous
SOURSE,PLZ!!
>> Anonymous
IT'S BIRDO!
>> Kebinu !GhiZeo/aQQ
>>878670
>>879266

How the fuck do you forget about Sniffit
>> Anonymous
Yeeeah. An orifice like a Snifit, and eyes like that mask motherfucker who comes after you when you pick up a key.

Do not want.
>> Anonymous
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>>878670
That, wiht a big O mouth.
>> Sasori
It's Tatsuya Egawa?
>> Anonymous
>>880108

Be very careful what you mention around here. Some of us might get... ideas....
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The girl woke with a start, the groggy cobwebs of slumber slowly clearing. Her head throbbed, making the world a blur. The last thing she remembered was getting a Game Over after unsuccessfully trying to beat Super Mario Bros. 2. Staying up half the night playing it must have taken it out of her. It was best to get to bed for some proper rest rather than stay on the floor.

She started to reach for the lamp that was glaring down on her, but had the movement cut short by a sharp tug at her wrists. Snapping fully awake, she blinked at the handcuffs for a moment before finally comprehending what she saw.

"What the-?!"

Now quite awake and alert, she tried to get up only to tumble back down. Another set of cuffs joined her ankles, and even more disturbing, the two sets of cuffs seemed to be the only things she had on. Looking around in a panic, she couldn't see anything outside the little cone of light that shined down from somewhere above. The darkness beyond the ring frightened her, making her huddle in the center.
>> Anonymous
>>880956

She heard a faint click, and two new circles of light appeared. The far one was large, and neatly covered a bright red door with a strange gold symbol and massive lock upon it. The near one was small, only large enough to highlight a keyring packed with oversized gleaming keys. It looked like they would fit the lock on the door, but not the locks on her cuffs. It was someplace to start, at least...

The darkness at the edge of the light ring she was in only seemed to get darker the more she tried to peer into it. It was like existence ended at that boundary, and it took several long moments for her to gather enough courage to move towards it. Her fear proved pointless as the light that was on her moved as she did. Carefully rising to her feet, she made mincing steps, the best she could manage hobbled as she was, to the keyring as the light tracked her. She was soon at the keys, encountering nothing on the short distance aside from more barren floor. She knelt down to pick them up, but paused just before grabbing them. Something nagged in the back of her mind, telling her not to touch them. She had seen these somewhere, and there was something dangerous about them, but she couldn't quite remember, exactly, the when, where, or what of the matter. Her fingers hovered over them as she chewed her lip, trying to decide.
>> Anonymous
>>880985

The conclusion was forgone. There really wasn't anything else she could do, was there? It was only her, the door, the keys. Everything else, if there was anything else, was in the black void. She picked them up.

There was another faint click, this time from behind her. Turning her head, she quickly saw the new circle of light a ways behind her, but didn't see anything in it. Then she heard a sharp tap, somewhat like a footfall, but more deliberate. She heard another, and another, then something appeared in the light. A shiny white boot, very high in heel and leg, emerged from the darkness. It came down with another sharp tap, and an identical red boot swung into the beam. She froze, petrified in place as whoever, or whatever, slowly came into view.
>> Anonymous
>>881005

By the time the figure's neck was illuminated, her heart was trying to grow legs and run off on its own. The figure, now mostly visible, was completely covered by a red and white bodysuit, the border between colors running straight down the middle. The suit was clinging so tightly that it might as well have been the figure's skin, affording no modesty. Not that the figure was as lacking as she was- far from it. Dangling from its waist was a plethora of implements, none of them boding well. Coils of rope, a whip, clamps, chains, padlocks, and more slowly swayed as the figure advanced, never quite moving fast enough to jingle. But the one thing she couldn't look away from was nestled squarely over the figure's crotch. Grossly oversized and jutting far up, the ribbed monstrosity swung back and forth, as if it was seeking a target. It reversed direction with every step, the sharp taps of the figure's footfalls coming in perfect unison with a slight shudder in its breasts. She began to shake as the figure's head finally broke out of the darkness.

The mask was oddly cheerful, but the giant smile was sinister, the hollow eyes and grin seemingly made of the same inky darkness that existed beyond the light. Even without eyes, she somehow knew that it was looking right at her. Then, somehow, the grin grew bigger as the figure paused. Horror washed over her as she realized that this wasn't someone in a suit. There was no mask- only the thing's face, the empty blackness craving out features across its otherwise unmarked red and while expanse.
>> Anonymous
>>881037

She snapped out of the trance she had been in, and screamed. The figure resumed its slow advance. She fled as quickly as the cuffs allowed, trying to reach the door, and was surprised to actually make it.

Then she was confronted with the keys. Plural. Very plural. All different. She tried the first one, but it wouldn't turn. Glancing back, she saw the figure leave the circle of light it had been in, but it didn't disappear completely. The mask-face remained, the horrible smile carved into it, slowly advancing through the otherwise pitch black room. She couldn't tell how far or close it was, only that it was there, moving. She frantically tried the keys in turn, her hands shaking so much that she accidentally dropped the keyring a few times. All the while, she could hear it behind her, getting closer. All she needed was to find the right one...
>> Anonymous
Archive story on wikichan plox
>> a fifteen foot penis with a monocle and a top-hat !6hv.hoMsvg
any more?
>> Anonymous
>>881060

Her search ended when a bright red hand abruptly swept in and tore the keys out of her hands. She spun around, linking her fists into a hammerblow, hoping that maybe she could knock it out. The blow landed soundly against the side of the thing's head, but the figure didn't even budge. Instead, pain erupted in her hands, as if she had just tried to punch an iron wall. It's other hand then came around, the white glove-skinned arm grabbing her neck and lifting her off the ground. A voice boomed in her head, seeming to come from everywhere at once.

"YOU TRIED TO TAKE MY KEY."

She tried to beg, plead, reason, anything at all, but could barely manage to get a wisp of breath past the thing's grip.

"THERE WILL BE PUNISHMENT."

Lights sprang up all over the room, highlighting all sorts of contraptions spread throughout. The use of some was a mystery, but others were all too obvious. She began to feel dizzy, whether from the lack of oxygen or the array of pain spread out before her, she didn't know.

"SEVERELY PUNISHED."

Her world turned black. The last thing she saw before the darkness claimed her was the horrible mask. Half red. Half white. All terror.

-FIN-
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is this kinda the same thing?