THORA THE EXPLORER
REBLOGGING BECAUSE I CRIED LAUGHING FOR LIKE TEN MINUTES.
I ASK YOU YOUNG ONES, WHERE IS THIS FORREST? WHERE? OVER WHERE? OH, FOR ODIN’S SAKE WHERE IS IT?
LET’S REQUEST FOR THE MAP! GRANT IT BY HELPING ME CHANT “MAP”! MAP!!! MAP!!!! LOUDER CHILDREN, MAAAAAAP!!!
IN THE NAME OF ASGARD, I DEMAND YOU HELP PREVENT THE SWIPING OF THIS OBJECT BY MY BROTHER, LOKI. ASSIST ME BY EXCLAIMING “SWING” AS I PROPEL MY HAMMER TOWARDS THIS EVIL CREATURE’S GUT!
WHAT WAS YOUR FAVORITE PART? I MAY LIKE IT TOO, PERHAPS ODIN MIGHT CONSIDER.
Another thing is to learn Kapap.
Not a horror story, but I’ve been reading this blog for a while and I want to offer some suggestions to people who face stalkers and such at conventions.
New Weeaboo Stories: Submit Anon: “But she was charging!” -
What the fuck!
Back in freshman year of high school, I joined Japanese club. I heard all they did was play video games after school, which sounded pretty cool, and I had nothing to do after school anymore. I used to do karate, but had to stop for a while after an accident at a competition. My head needed some…
New Weeaboo Stories: Submit Anon: Grabby Weeb -
He might be a pedophile.Hello! I heard from my friend that he’d submitted something to your journal about an experience and I thought I should submit my bit too.
Last year I brought two friends of mine to an Expo convention. Things were at first fine when we got there. A lot of people there were sociable and funny and…
lol! Your dog peeing on her.
This isn’t as long or crazy as the other stories, but I thought it would be funny to share.
A couple of years ago, when I was maybe 12 or 13, I went to an art camp in the summer by my grandfathers house, which is where I would stay after I came back from the day camp. Now, I have to say, art camp is like a breeding ground for weeaboos. Every art camp I went to was just filled with special and different people, but I never really payed them much mind. Until I met his girl called Cee.
“A weeb on the bus goes round and round, round and round. All day long” ( sing it to the wheels of the bus)
So after reading this blog for a while I came to an epiphany about my encounter with a weeaboo back in high school with this one girl, let’s call her B. This happened over my freshman year of high school. Everything was new to me, there were tons of cute guys, and I was definitely out of my semi- weeb phase from middle school (speaking in broken Jap, talking about anime all the time, having a crush on anime characters, etc.). I kept the anime feels to myself in high school, unless there were other, non weeaboo anime lovers around.
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My goodness.. You should go to another professor then.
Warning: Very long and involves mention of tentacle porn.
From time to time in my life of 21 years, I’ve come across weebs - I’ll even admit that I, myself, took Japanese lessons at the local cultural center when I was 13 or 14. I’ve always been into (and pretty good at, not to toot my own horn) art, though I haven’t REALLY liked/drawn anime since I was 12 or so (apart from my weakness for Studio Ghibli!), though I’m starting to get back into watching it a little bit.
Anyways, as I’ve said, I run across weebs occasionally - I’m pursuing a degree in Art History with a minor in Fine Arts, so of course there are people who have typical weebish behavior in many of my classes. But nothing was too bad, and any anecdotes I’ve collected so far have been too short/not interesting enough for this blog.
That is, until this semester.
Ouch! Hope her eye is better..
Ok, so me and my friend, let’s call her Ivy, are very interested in comics and so we are the head of our comic club at school. We got over our weeaboo phase way back in 6th grade (We are in grade 11 now) and it wasn’t even that intense. However, we a are still interested in anime and our drawing styles still show a certain eastern touch but it’s rather western.
During the comic club meetings, me and Ivy usually work on our own projects. Where I come from primary school only lasts 4 years then follows a school where you stay until grade 12. The club allows members from every grade so we have a few people there being slight weeaboos but they are usually friendly and behave so we don’t mind. Everything went fine and well until Anniemay and Neko showed up.
Spoiled rotten indeed.
I submitted this to the old weeaboo stories a while ago but I thought I’d dust it off and send it on in since it’s pretty terrible.
A few years ago I was working at a bookstore for a seasonal job. Another girl and I were in charge of the manga section and wrapping up the sexually explicit stuff. Me and the girl were your normal run of the mill anime fans. We always laughed and talked about Weeaboos that came in the store which was pretty much every day. The girl had trained me to ID anyone that tried to buy any of the mature manga because it’s illegal to sell that stuff to minors and it’s not good if a parent comes back to the store pissed off that we sold porno to their kid.