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File: 102c6e0f1b368df⋯.png (281.96 KB, 739x678, 739:678, Mist a qt.png)

 No.548

Continuing from >>196

Here's the designated thread for all the Void qts we adore. I'll be hijacking some greentext around the board to catch us all up

 No.549

>>548

>Be chilling in the void

>Decide to go hunting for some rapey slaaneshian entity with tiddies

>Hear that the graveyard in the local town is full of them for some reason.

>Go there at midnight while the void moon is at full.

>Cough from the graveyard fog getting too thicc.

>Feel the mist phasing through your clothes.

>Cough some more to find the mist turning from white to black.

>Suddenly your body goes limp.

>Start feeling a constant churning around your erogenous zones.

>You now at the mercy of this rapey mist that milks you to the point of having droopy pants.

>Muster up the strength to ask about the slaaneshians.

>A foreign idea pops into your head on where to find them.

>Find the thick cloud leaving your body, allowing you to move again.

>You politely thank it, and decide to go home since you're pretty much drained to do anything else.

>Lay down in bed.

>In your mind's eye you can see a grin along with a pair of emerald eyes with curly eye lashes.

>Realize that a part of the Mist stayed with you.


 No.550

File: d313bf0bdf496e1⋯.png (810.89 KB, 760x541, 760:541, Cindy.png)

>Orders a grenade from some 5 start diner.

>Comes to her table on a plate that's hot and steamy with a bit of black pepper.

>She literally dislocates her jaw, pulls the pin on the grenade then chunks it into her mouth.

>Explosion.

>Cindy is in literal bits and pieces, and in some dude's plate of snake spaghetti.

>All her pieces start floating toward where most of her mass is like a magnet.

>Literally goes from skeleton to fully fleshed and nude.

>She raises her hand and asks for a check.

[end scene]

>Need a ride from a cafe.

>Notice her ad on the bulletin board.

>Give her a call and wait outside.

>Rolls up in a Kia with the top chopped.

>Notice she's utterly nude.

>Briefly wonder is she's just a nudist.

>"Hey, Anon hop in!"

>Join her and told her where I'm headed.

>Asks if I'd like a line of dynamite cocaine.

>Politely decline.

>She drives me back to my place.

>Gives me a hug and tells me to call her any time.

>Doesn't even charge me or anything.

>Walk up to my steps and look back to find her rolling up dynamite cocaine in some joint paper.

>Lights the joint and explodes before my very eyes.

>Knocks me back my the door.

>Car is totaled completely.

>One of the side view mirrors skid to my feet.

>Look up to find her body remolding back to herself.

>Turns to me and waves goodbye then starts walking away.


 No.553

File: 988f5aedc491a7a⋯.jpg (14.11 KB, 179x256, 179:256, Lady Death.jpg)

File: 3820ec42257961e⋯.jpg (19.38 KB, 236x348, 59:87, Death.jpg)

If anyone would like to write some green on her, you're welcomed to.


 No.554

File: f3f5c10c34c2d5c⋯.jpg (244.02 KB, 576x600, 24:25, 1404341511109.jpg)


 No.555

File: 8cfa5880014c10e⋯.jpg (134.18 KB, 400x592, 25:37, Alienist.jpg)


 No.558

>>553

>Step inside a diner to take a breather.

>You had a long day just walking around in the tangible parts of The Void.

>Find a booth and take a seat, grabbing a menu that was sitting in the middle of the table.

>Had to resist pinching your chin from wondering what the hell is a 'Bloody Savage Muffer'.

>See a pale white chick with jet black hair and a black tank top and black jeans walk over to the table.

>"Hey, what can I get ya?"

>Immediately get a smile on your face from recognizing her.

"D-Death?"

>She tilts her head, beaming as she chuckles.

>"Haha oh shit Anon, what's up? How you been?"

"I've been… you work here?"

>"Only when I'm bored, can I get you some midnight shade tea? Helps bring you some comfort from being in this obsidian womb."

"Obsidian womb?"

>"It's spiritual jargon for The Void. Anyway, it'll help you calm your nerves."

"Shit, sounds good."

>"Coming right up, love."

>What made this interaction so bizarre was the fact that about a week ago, she was 'Carrier' to this place.

-A week earlier-

>You slam your car door then take a moment to look at the building you just finished working a 12-hour shift in.

>You were ready to go home, and enjoy your day off tomorrow.

>But first, you had one place in mind: a bar that was just up the street.

>After cranking up your car, you didn't bother turning on the radio.

>After today, you needed a little bit of quietness.

>You stepped into the bar, hardly surprised that the place was dead.

>It was just you, the old bartender, and a couple of tv screens broadcasting either distractions or fear mongering.

>"Hey Anon, what'll it be?"

"Any kind of bourbon, neat. And by all means, double it."

>He lets out a two-note 'ha'.

>"Rough day at the stress factory you call a job?"

"What do you think my dude?"

>"Heh, coming right up."

>There was a nudge at your left side.

>You'd panic, but you're too numb from the day.

>To you left you were surprised to find a young woman in a leather black jacket, black hair and lipstick nursing a cup of tea.

"Oh, hello. I don't believe we've met."

>"Not officially, but you know of me."

>The bartender places a glass before you, containing your order.

>You knock back half of it.

"What's your name, pretty lady?"

>"Death."

>You let out a half-hearted chuckle as she presented her hand for a handshake.

>But you play along, and give her the handshake she's looking for.

"And what brings you here tonight, Death? Can I call you Dee?"

>"You and no."

"Flattering, but really. Why are you here?"

>"I'm here for you, Anon."

>You fell silent for a moment.

"And how do you know my name?"

>"It's on your name badge."

"Oh."

>"Anyway Anon, I'm here tonight because you called me."

"Very funny, I don't believe I have your number."

>"People tend to be unaware of how they call me. I couldn't help but notice you're not a fan of your everyday life."

"Something like that."

>"I have a one-time offer that I'd like to give to those begging to not exist in this world."

>"Ah, society, only making brainless drones. Encourages you to be the cog in the machine, get in debt and to listen to what's on television that they call 'programming'. A world of people spending their precious time stuck in traffic. Airwaves full of messages that are made to psychologically manipulate you into mindless consumption. Everywhere you look that's some form indoctrination and you're an outcast for trying to think freely. Numb from mundane interactions from these consumers with an entitled mentality. You didn't ask to be born into this. If I didn't know any better, I'd say this is Hell."

>You turn to the lady at your left, a smirk on your face from her saying the very words in your head.

"What's your offer?"

>"Anon, how'd you like to come with me to The Void?"

"Pardon?"

>"It's a place where there will be none of this bullshit, you'll be at peace. Simple as that. I'm here to take your pain away."

"Know what? I'm in."

>"Right on. How about a toast?"

"Hell yeah."

>You both raised your glasses.

>"To Nothingness."

>Clink.

>Drink.

>Spent a few minutes hanging out until Death wanted to go out for a smoke and you talked a bit more.

>Once she stumped the butt into the ground, a portal opened.

>And you both walked through.


 No.560

>>555

>be me, anonsworth of anonshire

>be indentured servent

>its not so bad, I have to do wait on some rich fucks but I get to live relatively rich too, besides I grew up with one of them

>he gets married off in a political marriage, the bride was…odd and the family didnt want her single her whole life

>anon is scared, and brings me with him to his new life as his servant

>lady Amu is constantly calling me into her employ for her "research", mostly going to libraries for her because she dosnt want to be seen

>bringing back a pot of soil from stonehenge

>hear screams in the "dungeon"

yes she has a dungeon, yes they do things in their, sex things

>not the normal screams either, this almost sounds like a howl

>barge in

>masters clothes are on the floor and lady amu is being roughly fucked by a man with the head of a bear

>excuse myself

>later that day master is telling me of the pleasures of abandoning your form

>says that changing form is the first step and becoming WITHOUT FORM is the next, but he is afraid to do it alone

>get roped into some freaky sex shit, but hey maybe it isnt bad, he seemed to be enjoying himslf

>we are at it, we have finally arrived

>for me its been decades, but even longer for her

>master has taken a hideous form, but he is quite cognizant and aware of it

>he can change any time but he lets me know telepathically he will need it once we step thought the portal

>I, the 5th son of anon, in my 55th year to the day, am the catalyst

>I stand in the center of the 5 stones while she paints with some blood of mine we had kept in ice

>once its done I can feel it, more energy then I should be able to live through

>its to be expected, since this is the first time it has been tried with the catalyst alive

>the world goes black… am I dead?

>no… the pillars are still here, master and lady Amu are rejoicing

>I ask a question, only I have nothing to make noise with!?

>master hears me anyway, with his telepathy, I am without form, we are in the void

so yea, I accompany them, I told master being 'Boneless' isnt all its cracked up to be but it has some advantages, I can move shit around like a ghost and am aware of everything within my domain unless I choose to ignore it, like the cellular structure of a living thing is very complcated and would grind my senses to a halt so I ignore it

somehow, even in this world lady Amu manages to be a recluse and study all day, but the library is much more impressive

master however takes us to town regularly, it was bizzare at first but since I was bound to him after the ritual what was I gonna do, besides there was this one lady cindy that let me posess her while she was high, it was pretty great, I see her often


 No.566

File: b8ba68bb7e8634a⋯.jpg (77.97 KB, 884x610, 442:305, image.jpg)

Reposting my half-assed, yet beloved, void-gf


 No.567

>tfw no Mist gf


 No.570

>>567

You gotta go to the void Anon, that's where Mist is


 No.583

>>566

Oh Mist-chan, you tickle me.


 No.584

>>583

she'll tickle your balls from the inside


 No.585

>>584

>you can literally cum Mist-chan


 No.621

more gfs pls


 No.640

File: c222960466a171b⋯.jpg (47.19 KB, 480x480, 1:1, 6584a634f24a828eb775e34cd4….jpg)

who is she / /?


 No.643

>>640

Japanese Moon Witch? Goes around spooking non void dwellers?


 No.647

>>585

>you can cum Mist-chan

>you can cum in Mist-chan

>you can cum on Mist-chan

>all at the same time


 No.649

>>647

BRUH


 No.692

bump for visibility


 No.700

File: cb1d94a6b4941b2⋯.jpg (6.49 KB, 256x192, 4:3, 1398744064811.jpg)

>>554

Mallory has got to be one of the most annoying void girls I ever ran across.

>Be chilling in the void at an abandoned building just having a smoke.

>Lights flickering outside the building.

>Hear some heavy fucking wings overhead so I run inside.

>Put my back to the door.

>Loud clang occurs and some feminine voice shouts "ow fuck!"

>Sounds like someone hit their fucking head on the lamp that's close to the second floor of the building.

>howdoesthatevenhappen

>Step outside to see what the fuck is going on.

>See some bitch in some Victorian England outfit dusting herself off.

>Can see she's giving the lamp the stink eye.

>Turns to me and says hello.

>After introducing myself, she does a little curtsey.

"What's your name?"

>"Mallory, The Moth Queen of the Void!"

>Don't know why she shouted that.

"Why are you way out in the middle of nowhere?"

>She laughs, turns out asking that question is a bit of a joke in The Void.

>"Oh just fly around, having a grand time in the void. You?"

"Just having a smoke."

>Before I can put the cigarette to my lips, she smacks it out of my hand.

"What the fuck"

>"How DARE you try and smoke in my presence, you are to be dealt with at once. Where do you live?"

>Decide I don't find her to be pleasant company and walk away, but not without her trying to bitch about me not being dismissed.

>Manage to ignore her all the way until I get a block away from my house.

>Merely point at a streetlight and asked her "what's that?" and off she flew only to hit it and land on some garbage bags that were under it.

>Wondered why I didn't do that to begin with.

>Get to my apartment, called up Death to ask about Mallory.

>Death just laughed her ass off about how ironic a 'Moth' was buzzing around in The Void, a place with little light.

>Also found out Mallory is the only 'Moth' thing in The Void so technically, she can be 'The Moth Queen'

>No one takes her seriously.

>Death told me to keep a spray bottle and a flashlight on you. Get her wings wet and she'll get horny and try to fuck you.

>Flash the light and she'll get distracted long enough to leave you alone.

>After the call I had to ask myself

Did Death just give me advice on how to fuck a moth? What the fuck is this place

Mallory is a total air head, the pussy game is ridiculous tho.


 No.701

File: 9e5376135bad3e9⋯.png (184.89 KB, 700x413, 100:59, 1455787639335.png)

>>700

>"Why are you way out in the middle of nowhere?"

>She laughs, turns out asking that question is a bit of a joke in The Void.

heh

good get too, have that one moth girl pic everyone has seen as thanks, just in case you havnt seen it.


 No.702

File: 009cdf6ac3b8054⋯.jpg (31.26 KB, 388x532, 97:133, 1437960545241.jpg)

>>700

>Did Death just give me advice on how to fuck a moth?

Got an audible chuckle out of me


 No.703

File: 1e74beb09b413be⋯.jpg (267.19 KB, 1180x1744, 295:436, guillaume-duchemin-jacquel….jpg)

saw this one about town with some bigwig, maybe she is a bodygaurd? anyone else seen her?


 No.704

File: 1fe3623a1d831a5⋯.jpg (153.8 KB, 1099x1569, 1099:1569, guillaume-duchemin-butterf….jpg)

this QT was over by the will O wisp fields, dunno think she might be jailbait


 No.705

File: 9eff69dede9b738⋯.jpg (330.68 KB, 1920x1593, 640:531, guillaume-duchemin-shubbie.jpg)

I dont think I was supposed to see this

I am not a stalker or anything, its just people gennerally forget about me or dont notice me, is why I have all these pics of cute girls


 No.706

File: f42d46885ad389c⋯.jpg (711.82 KB, 1920x2305, 384:461, guillaume-duchemin-metal-d….jpg)

these two were at theat concert the other day, are they local or did they come from the pit with him as backup singers?


 No.707

File: 3666de7ff0a7e08⋯.jpg (127.32 KB, 657x1268, 657:1268, guillaume-duchemin-freya.jpg)

this girl seemed lost, but I didnt get close enough to help her, she tracked snow of her boots despite none around… maybe a new arrival?


 No.708

>>640

>Reversed google searched the image.

>Immediately get results of a Japanese Urban Legend named "hachishakusama"

>She's an eight feet tall women that abducts children, wears a long white dress and says "po… po… po…"

GUYS CAN WE KEEP HER?!


 No.709

File: 963b80f7987a380⋯.jpg (174.28 KB, 941x2036, 941:2036, guillaume-duchemin-araxe.jpg)

for those of you into… older women


 No.710

File: 09997605a5a857c⋯.jpg (360.2 KB, 998x1920, 499:960, this one.jpg)

File: 7cabd73df3f3832⋯.jpg (446.89 KB, 1484x2245, 1484:2245, guillaume-duchemin-vampire….jpg)

>She's an eight feet tall women that abducts children, wears a long white dress

every part of that is incredibly arousing


 No.711

File: fb3531ec630e05f⋯.jpg (283.5 KB, 1613x1905, 1613:1905, guillaume-duchemin-raziell….jpg)

here is one akevi might like

I have one more but I am not sharing it because I think I will go talk to her myself, she makes my heart flutter, which is interesting because otherwise it hasnt even beat for a long time


 No.712

>>704

>Jail

>In The Void

I mean, first off a lot of the entities running around have been around for centuries if not millennia. I don't think she's jail bait fam.

>>710

I like her already tbh, but that name must be killer to say "hachishakusama"


 No.713

>>709

She looks like she can handle her liqour


 No.717


 No.718

File: d3a33959aaf94d5⋯.jpg (11.4 KB, 355x352, 355:352, Hans Belmer.jpg)

Enough with this monstergirl shit, where are the real Void babes?


 No.719

File: 6534c71ef06f018⋯.jpg (63.61 KB, 540x756, 5:7, 15222809cdc81ce2b022f29cb9….jpg)

File: 4f64854a51988e2⋯.jpg (66.21 KB, 640x640, 1:1, 2a321bc27dfa42a8e9d10e10c4….jpg)


 No.720

File: c73a1b4f2f785df⋯.jpg (162.55 KB, 736x981, 736:981, 4b855e3333b9b03a30abb160aa….jpg)

File: 89586a08cf19c94⋯.jpg (240.74 KB, 736x1087, 736:1087, dcb96c60b4391bb9118cc47473….jpg)

File: 354051ffb374ab2⋯.jpg (22.54 KB, 280x402, 140:201, 5774fa39cf4411cba5fb91bd52….jpg)


 No.721

File: 757b41c43a16271⋯.jpg (62.65 KB, 736x981, 736:981, 272680549054a68c003a348eb6….jpg)

File: 862d694f4b60170⋯.jpg (44.15 KB, 500x625, 4:5, 65adf785d66204f6584f94ae59….jpg)


 No.722

File: fe6cfb8ec0d3316⋯.jpg (105.22 KB, 720x1017, 80:113, e8cc3187adacb8f173cac776e1….jpg)

File: cd6bd99726a15bc⋯.jpg (108.85 KB, 682x960, 341:480, cb9c69c246847439c389be6325….jpg)


 No.723

File: 4ff39f683c89d4e⋯.jpg (92.35 KB, 510x907, 510:907, 82bfe2ccc088d1593d5bfe2805….jpg)

File: 038eea004ebfbb6⋯.jpg (81.44 KB, 510x907, 510:907, 575bb06ded9d07b53ee53e4ff2….jpg)


 No.724

File: 61d002460a7d669⋯.jpg (99.66 KB, 736x736, 1:1, 999672edb7889684f0a8beee1a….jpg)


 No.725

File: e1d09135bddcc2a⋯.png (322.61 KB, 1250x833, 1250:833, 86b1f08bb906b2e83dc6cd534c….png)


 No.726

File: 930dd08ac466d96⋯.jpg (14.34 KB, 250x250, 1:1, 51fc52726c348eba06f9bcf3c7….jpg)


 No.727

File: 9eb983ea4e8586e⋯.jpg (76.36 KB, 500x638, 250:319, 0ce9fa8039454a36ff631e2e87….jpg)


 No.728

File: 986247260c5ced2⋯.png (1.01 MB, 1000x1000, 1:1, 986247260c5ced2cd47a9cbf12….png)


 No.729

File: 982afb1bdb974dd⋯.jpg (28.86 KB, 500x500, 1:1, 0a54bd8af22500b901fef0298d….jpg)

File: e0e58138e231221⋯.jpg (104.18 KB, 670x1452, 335:726, guillaume-duchemin-eve.jpg)


 No.730

File: 3d5ec4f5188e52b⋯.jpg (376.34 KB, 700x3564, 175:891, b23256f150b681a7da60fb6975….jpg)

this one is a void boi, but there is a girl in it too


 No.744

>>730

>via 9gag.com


 No.745

File: d73c277a606a11f⋯.jpg (31.77 KB, 300x448, 75:112, Straight Busta.jpg)

>>730

What kind crap are you trying to pull here


 No.746

>>719

Google reverse image search suggests they're Dolls of Hell.

I'm calling them Hell Dolls. Really wanna write some green about them


 No.752

File: d97f9dc12caf267⋯.jpg (5.85 KB, 200x146, 100:73, b079fd34def3b33db190cfa2e3….jpg)

>>730

>>729

>>728

>>727

>>726

>>725

>>724

>>723

>>722

>>721

>>720

>>719

The thread is "Void Girls and their stories"

"stories" is a keyword

Not pictures of tumblr monsters that literally have no story behind the them besides the edge of the creator and the sexually manor that the creator poses them in. Almost all of these images are just girls that look like they have no belonging in any type of elaborate void besides one that is sexually motivated with no real thought besides "lemme get muh dick thumped".

Please take your shit to somewhere else like a guro thread on 4ch


 No.753

File: 85deb80e01ab11d⋯.jpg (77.33 KB, 560x683, 560:683, 1422588350377.jpg)

>>752

tbh tho, I like what he's posted so far, and would even add a story to some of those picture later.

I was >>746 and I seriously wanna write something for the Hell Dolls.

Way I see it, he bumping the thread, getting us on the nerve center and providing some inspiration.

Chill.


 No.757

File: 070c559fc6008aa⋯.gif (181.11 KB, 700x500, 7:5, 1507445026363.gif)

>>752

then write something for them, when I tried posting some with little half stories to get people going

>>703

>>704

>>705

>>706

>>707

no one took to it

I didnt watn to sage the thread for offtopic/meta topic so I found this, why are her eyes hollow / /?


 No.772

what's the eta on dem hell dolls

>>757

TWO EXTRA HOLES


 No.777

>>772

what


 No.778

File: cd18b0720ada723⋯.jpg (36.36 KB, 471x355, 471:355, 1401337542065.jpg)

>>777

nice get


 No.798

>>719

>You were sitting at a booth at a Diner, looking out through the glass.

>With a smile on your face, you've come to find the dark to be comforting.

>Even though it's supposed to be noon, the sky is pitch black, and only illuminated by the shining eyes of elder gods.

>Today, you're meeting up with Death for a weekly chat since she's something of a friend.

>To be fair, she's everyone's friend, much like Cindy.

>The bell above the door makes it's slow, distorted ring, and there was Death, sporting black tank top, and black jeans.

>Once she saw you, she waved and joined you at your booth.

>A waitress floated by to deliver two orders of Midnight shade tea.

>You thank her and meet eyes with Death.

>"Haha what's up, man?"

"Christ, I know you're Death, but how about adding some color to your wardrobe?"

>She tilts her head, "why? I like black, it's slimming."

"You're slim enough."

>She laughs off your comment, the leans in.

>"So whatcha been up to? How are you enjoying the Obsidian womb?"

"I can't really complain, the apartment is nice. But–"

>"You need sex."

>You open your mouth but were lost for words from Death's bluntness.

"I umm, yeah. I mean, Cindy already blew me when she dropped me off."

>"Cindy will go down on anyone like an elevator on the top floor."

"Something ain't right about her though."

>Death cuts her eyes to the side for a moment while she finds her words.

>"Cindy is… Cindy."

"I'm kinda surprised how casual you're being about this."

>"We void beings don't adopt the masquerade of being coy or cute about it. If you need it, you need it. Don't apologize for it."

"If that's the case, Death why don't you and I-"

>"Sure, another time though. But what you need is a Hell Doll."

"A what?"

>"Hell Dolls? They're perfect for companionship."

"How so?"

>"Think of them as… sentient sex toys."

"So, a succubus?"

>You picked up on Death's disdain as she rolls her eyes.

>"Yeah, only they're not trying to take your life force. They'll give you exactly what you need, they have a sixth sense about that."

"If they're so great, why are they called Hell Dolls?"

>"Honestly? The name kinda stuck ever since one killed some holier-than-thou scumbag that was trying to purify The Void. The papers went crazy with that story."

"Where can I get one of these beauties?"

>"Oh, you can either get one off the street or buy one. Some owners let them go due to boredom."

"Whoa, sounds like some kind of slavery shit going on."

>"Well, with Hell Dolls, all they want to do is be a companion. They find the easier to just put themselves on the market for someone to buy."

"You mean they can't just go up to dudes and say, 'hi, would you like some company tonight?'"

>"They can't talk."

>You raise an eyebrow.

"As in, they don't have a mouth to speak?"

>"Yeah, and they look creepy, so unless you were in the know about them you wouldn't approach them on the street. And, most likely they're probably doing an errand for their loved one."

"Hmmm…."


 No.799

>It's ridiculous how dirt cheap Hell Dolls are, you would look into it more, but after your lunch with Death, you did some research when you got home for the rest of the day.

>There was nothing but praise for these entities

>You're newly bought Hell Doll sits on your couch, hands in lap and blinking occasionally.

"Nod if you understand me."

>She responds with a nod so subtle it wouldn't disturb a fly.

>It was kind cute seeing her in a black color shirt that had poofy shoulders, but you like her jeans, they compliment her form.

>You note the obscure tattoos down her arm.

>The horns on her head curved some.

>Her blank eyes were following you wherever you went.

"So, I know you're not able to talk but, here."

>You hand her a mini dry erase board with a black marker that has a string attached to the board.

>The Hell Doll takes it, not even bothering to look down.

"What's your name?"

>She shifts her eyes to the dry erase board in her lap and starts jotting down her answer.

>You finally pop a squat on the coffee table across from her.

>She hands back the dry erase board and upon looking at what she wrote, you had to scratch your head in confusion.

>At first glance, it looks like a bunch of jumbled letters overlapped over each other.

>But you realize it's probably some sort of sigil, still you can't even begin to infer a name.

"Uh, how about I just call you Hellen?"

>She shrugs, then extends her arms to you, you can tell she was trying to muster a smile.

>You lean in and was embraced with a tight hug.

>Hellen's pretty strong.

I'll write more later today.


 No.800

And I'll go ahead and take this 800 get too.


 No.801

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>>800

>get with no on topic post

okay, thats to be somewhat expected

>get without an ontopic post OR a patrick bateman

wtf

>>798

>>799

as for this, the concept tickles my autism and my penis, I like it.

thanks for the contribution


 No.803

>>799

Continuing

>You can feel your body feeling the taxings for the day.

>After yawning into your hand, you get up and Hellen followed you to your bedroom.

>You didn't need to snuggle under the covers, due to Hellen's warmth.

>With a sigh, you retire for the night, slipping into a dream.

<You saw yourself in an electric chair, a hooded figure had flipped the switch.

<The body you watched spasmed mercilessly, foaming at the mouth while one side of your cheek corroded.

<You turn away from the scene only to look out to a burning church.

<An ambulance pulls up, and out steps a stereotypical display of the devil.

<You look up, only to realize you're looking down at the witness of the end times.

<Children crawling through charred up wood piles as their eyes bleed, shouting up to you.

<Fires sprouted all over, as a mushroom cloud expands in the distance.

<Their skin was visibly boiling.

<"Save us please!"

<Before you can open your mouth, your arms were tied down to the arms of a wooden chair.

<A sponge squeezes out water above your head, as some sort of helmet was in place.

<Metal bars were raised, separating you from a scene of the end times.

<You see a crimson hand touch your left forearm.

<"They cannot be saved, do not make the mistake of pitying them."

"Why?"

<Laughter was his response.

<A switch flips.

<You feel a jolt course through your body starting at your head.

<Upon the first spasm, you sit up in your bed.

>Sitting up in your bed, you find Hellen resting a hand on your heart to calm you down.

>Another tight hug from Hellen eased your breathing.

>You lay back down, staring up at the ceiling wondering why such an intense nightmare even occurred.

>Hellen however, provided you with the right amount of distraction with her company, putting your mind at peace.

>You'll have to call Death and tell her about that dream.

"Could you grab my phone?"

>"Shit, should've warned you about that," Death says through the other end of the phone.

"What are you talking about?"

>"Hell Dolls are a little manipulative in the sense they want to give you all the love you require."

"I'm not sure I follow that line of logic."

>"It's to put more emphasis in feeling comforted."

>You lean out of out of your kitchen for a moment, checking to see if Hellen is around.

>Your best guess is she's just on the couch

"So the best way for her to soothe me is to spook me?"

>"Pretty much."

"Anything else?" You say through your gritting teeth.

>"Don't plan on going anywhere after fucking a Hell Doll, they get clingy. Anyway, I gotta go, I've got another human to bring to The Void."

>The line goes dead.

>Blowing air through your nostrils can only feel a pang of frustration.

>So this is your life now.

>In the Void, living out of a strange apartment with weird light bending physics.

>And a sentient doll that'll give you hellish nightmares and provide companionship.

>You notice Hellen pokes her head up as you let out a sigh.

"What?"

>You watch her walk to the kitchen to you, grabs your hand.

>Then places her other hand on her chest.

"You felt that?"

>She tugs your hand, leading you to the bedroom.

>You stand dumbfounded as you stand at the foot of your bed.

>She takes a moment to lock the door, you turn around ready to give her some ounce of protest.

"Look, Hellen, we need to ta-"

>She was already unbuckling your belt, you can tell she was somewhat giggling from her shoulders bouncing.

>The waist of your pants hit your ankles, and Hellen gave you a shove.

>Hellen tosses her black collared shirt by the nightstand and strips all the way down to her jet black stockings.

>You take a moment to look at her tattoos.

>Countless white vines running all over her skin, but you noticed one of her tattoos is a pumping heart.

>You the more you stare at her, the more the white heart gains a little color.

>Starting with a faint pink to a rose red, her tattoo still moving like it was an actual heart.

>If Hellen could smirk, she would.


 No.816

>>803

>That dream sequence

I wanted to go to Sleep tonight man


 No.856

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>>798

>They can't talk

My dick is at maximum expansion capacities.

>>803

Haha jokes on you I get nightmares everynight anyway.

Personally, I'm not the biggest fan of The Void being like an urban afterlife with phones and currency, I much rather the depictions in this thread >>172 They feel more surreal and other worldly. Bear in mind I'm not telling you to change anything, I think the urban environment works better for this specific story.


 No.860

>>856

I havent really written much but I imagine the void like an impossibly vast blank emptyness, with locations just floating about not really connected to each other

of course with the locations not connected there may ab a void city or two, and cities generally speaking have a lot of "people" in them >>549 for example is impossibly far away from the city, yet no matter where you are it is local, if that makes any sense


 No.868

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>>707

>Decided to go innawoods for once.

>Packed up some gear to help sustain me for a light trek.

>Nothing fancy, only a backpack with a lot of snacks, some water and a deck of cards.

>Wearing some rugged jeans and a dark blue Carhart Void off brand t-shirt with a front pocket.

>Also kept a knife and gun on me just in case some kinda shit pops off.

>Checked twice for my flashlight since the Void has no external light source like the Sun.

>Stopped at the edge of town, looking forward was a collection of leafless trees.

>The streetlight only a block behind.

>Out in the sky all the could be seen were eyes and grins for the F0rmless. For some reason, their eyes glowed bright enough to illuminate areas while they're awake.

>Where I stood was where the grass started breaking through the pavement.

>It was time, and having been made numb from my previous existence on Earth, I doubt anything can get a legitimate spook out of me.

>So I stepped in.

>The woods were interesting to walk through as The Void puts an interesting spin on a lot of things.

>Sometimes you'll see windows blinking in and out of existence in the Urban areas.

>Raindrops will phase through your body sometimes.

>Mosquitos donate blood.

>Fish you catch will compliment you on any swords should you be carrying one.

>As for this patch of forest, there are some parts of branches that just float.

>Sides of trees are completely missing.

>There are certain types of trees where the bark of said trees will literally bark when brushed up against.

>A few times, I caught a few birds drop like a bag of cement mid-flight.

>However, not even thirty minutes into my little adventure, I picked up on footsteps snapping twigs behind me in the far distance.

"Heh, bring it."

>I made it to a river, decided to take a breather and have a snack while I watch jumping fish commentate as they pass by.

>The footsteps that were behind me faded away.

>Had another look at the sky and noted that the some of the F0rmless were getting chatty.

>Never was able to make out what they were saying since it's some primordial language I'll never understand but it came off as distant indistinct chatter.

>Kinda livens up the place.

>As I stuffed my hand into my bag of potato chips, a fish jumps out of the water.

>"I like your boned-in hoodie!"

"Thanks?"

>And another one jumped.

>"Hey fella, I like your bloody lady friend!"

"Lady friend?"

>These fish sure loved messing with people.

>I laughed, didn't think the forest would be this entertaining.

>"SWEET MEAT CLEAVERS YOU GOT THERE, BUTCHER!"

>Wait a minute…

"Butcher?"

>The second the question left my mouth, there was a crackling of a twig underfoot.

>Looking into what little a reflection the river gave off, all I could make out was a smirk on a bloody face.

>And the two meat cleavers that were raised.

>"Hello, Dinner."

>She went for some kind of double-handed swoop, but I sidestepped it then kicked her side.

>She slams into a tree and I'm mildly grateful it didn't bark.

>Can't afford to attract any attention that might be twice as savage as this one.

>Once again she charged at me, her cleavers high above her head while she shouted something that could easily equate to 'allah ackbar.'

>There wasn't much distance between us, so I grabbed her by her wrists and blink due to some blood sprinkling on me.

>She didn't hesitate to headbutt me.

>I'm not sure what was worse, her ridiculously hard head, or the foul breath of her mouth that assaulted my nostrils.

>Add the momentum she gained from doing that and I had the wind knocked out of me when I hit the ground.

>The only air available in the vicinity was whatever odor that reeked from her body.

>Despite being in such a fight with this mundane thing, I don't doubt that it's used this to her advantage.

>All I can do at this point was making sure to keep my legs sprung back and my feet on her chest to stop her from maiming me.

>I had two options to deal with this situation.

>And I'm a fan of putting my best foot forward.

>I pulled out my gun and cocked the hammer back before she can get into a fighting stance.

>Once she realized what she was facing, her smirk went away.

>All the fight she had in her evaporated.

>She stops wailing her arms around and lets them fall.

>"Shit."

We shared a couple of snackbars when our tensions calmed down.

I taught her how to play 21/blackjack and wants me to visit her cave from time to time.

Gotta be honest tho, if that puss is anywhere near as stanky as her breath, I ain't hitting it.


 No.872

>>868

nice, I really like the transition from the "urban" to innnawoods and all the description

I would like to point out that your knife magically becomes a gun offscreen at some point though.


 No.873

>>872

Read it again m8, he had both a knife and gun.


 No.877

Fuck, I want a void girl now.


 No.878

>>873

shit your right, my bad


 No.883

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>>798

>>719

>>799

>>803

How do I get a Hell Doll


 No.888




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