Art by MeddygonThere is a fine line \ Between genius and madness. \ It is called timing.

I’ve been consuming a lot less food lately. It scares me that I can’t finish a little frozen dinner thingummy.

The dream began with a woman outside hanging laundry. The woman looked to be in her early twenties. She had somewhat pointed ears, with straight black hair pushed behind them. She wore a white dress with a lavender bodice. Judging from the laundry that was being hung, she was recently made a mother. As she finished hanging her family’s laundry, she turned to the small ramshackle farming house she live in with her husband and infant son. The husband looked out the window at his wife while holding the sleeping child.

Then, they all died.

To elaborate, that is when the bombs fell. Explosions destroyed the home, the people inside, and the laundry outside. What was once seen as healthy farmland was now a leveled field.

Some time later, soldiers are searching the rubble for any survivors. Lifting a piece of rubble, a soldier finds that the woman is still alive, though injured. (Here’s the hentai part that makes my brain hurt. In every hentai I’ve seen/read, the woman ends up ENJOYING BEING RAPED.) The one who finds her tells another to hold her wrists while he undresses her and himself. The woman hasn’t got much energy left, but she still struggles. The soldier rams his dick into her, and the “camera” goes to a close up of her face. She screams with pain, but she starts to show signs of enjoying it.

As the soldiers are having their way with her, the camera then goes to another soldier in the distance. This one’s carrying a rifle, and quickly snipes the two that are molesting the woman. He runs down the hill he was on, and then to her side. He lifts her up easily and runs back to his base.

Once inside, he places her on his assigned cot in his own shabby quarters. She’s frightened that he’ll kill her, and she shouts at him in a language he doesn’t understand. He leaves her alone for the rest of the night.

In the morning, he presents to her a small basin with a sponge and towel. He places a new dress on a stool, and leaves the room. Taking the hint, she washes her self. (Hooray for “Shower” Scenes.)

While she’s washing, he’s in another room wanking, thinking of her.

She finishes washing and dressing before he finishes fondeling himself. She leaves the room, and searches for an exit. She stumbles upon the closet wherein there is a sniper.

(More reason I hate hentais) He’s embarassed, but she isn’t. She kneels in front of him and starts giving him a blow job. She swollows all of it.

Yeah, damn hentais ruin my brain.

#2 Rantt Ô_õ 10/17
The title is not done in any font. It is hand written. HOORAY!

Since Electronic Publishing is a class wherein I actually do something, you instead get an image of Wap Quoire that hadn’t yet been scanned.

During class today, the teacher was giving pointers on how to make a good layout. She pointed out that you needn’t start work on the computer right away. She instructed people to use paper and pencil when coming up with ideas, and, “I [the teacher] know it sounds old school, but use scissors and paste.”