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>>80

I'm cool with tentacle rape

>>80
Posting the rest of what I have done, anyone can see it too in the pics I post on the general thread

Her body shuddered with her tunic, causing sweat stains to appear on various parts. “No... Stop...” she said softly, being broken by the most basic of attacks. It was a step above mere torment, affecting the part that she rarely touched. Breaking away from her current torture, she saw that the hexagons on her wrist now extended to her palms, with a few glowing bright red as she felt a gentle burning from them.

“Stop you …. bastards....” She weakened her curses as the first orgasm she ever experienced occurred. Her canine ears and tail stood at full attention as she squirmed in delight from the sensation. Jana was too busy trying to gather herself together when the she noticed the beam down there. The smell of burning cotton, with a slightly fishy smell, filled her nostrils as the beam burned away her pants, and the natural hair down there. All the while extra tentacles from her wrist bindings began to enter her body through the wrist's hexagons, passing through her now corrupted flesh with ease, ready to charge her now weaponized hands.

Juices poured from her now hairless pussy, still wet from the her first orgasm as the probing Neuroi poked it a bit. Jana yelped, pulling more against the tentacles. It was becoming harder as she felt her arms becoming numb, only feeling a gentle tingling. She couldn't see under her sleeves, but the vision of her arms having more hexagons made her cry. “HELP! FOR GODS SAKE HELP!” She began to wail in the dark chamber. She had never screamed for help before, and she wouldn't receive any either. All she got was yet another probe in her screaming mouth, quickly silencing her.

She bit on the invading tube, her teeth grating on the hard substance. Tears welled in her eyes as she was losing her breath, focusing on stopping the invader from getting any further. Upon sensing this, the main probe gently tickled her smooth mound. Nearly passing out right there from the betraying pleasure, she finally began to breathe again. Unfortunately, this act let the invader slide deeper into her. The beast somehow numbed her gag-reflex, letting itself pour deeper into her throat until it was all she could feel. The same numbness that she had felt on her arm soon filled her chest and upper back, followed by the very same tingling that was now reaching her upper arm. Kastner was now crying as much as she could. This wasn't death, it wasn't even torture. The monsters was doing something far worse than anything her or any human previously feared from them. She was being made into one of them.

>>82
She couldn't stop crying. The sobs, muffled by the growing palpus in her now impure throat, could be heard throughout the cavernous room. The echos only reinforced that she had no hope. There wouldn't be any sort of rescue, the other witches still alive would be too busy keeping a defense in Karlsland, maybe even as far as Gallia. Jana even knew that she disobeyed orders so they're wouldn't be any hope in her returning. She was 200 km from the new frontlines, but that was hours, maybe even days ago. She could be further away, she could even be in outer-space for all she knew. Then it got even worse, the big one began to move down there.

She didn't have to crane her neck to see it, the Neuroi in her mouth did that for her. Kastner's head was forced up, splashing some of her brown hair in her eyes. Or was it gray hair, it was hard to tell in the light, or lack thereof.  The concern for her hair color was minimum compared to the show down below. Ignoring the main issue, she could see her striker units being transformed, being covered in mostly black and occasional red hexagons, every step many square centimeters would be done at once. It was dizzying to see, and frightful when they reached her thighs.

Her milk white thighs were soon in agony as the hexagons came between them and the FW-56 striker. Jana bit down on the tentacle in her mouth, soon realizing that this was one of it's many purposes. She felt dirty using it the way she expected but had no choice as she felt as if her legs had been severed. For all she knew, they have been. The blue glow of the magic engine slowly changed to a dull gray before becoming a bright, nearly blinding red. Soon various parts of her striker became similar, glowing this red light from any opening before being shut by the expanding Neuroi coating. The winglets on the strikers we reformed, made much more angular in shape and featuring 3 red hexagons, what was apparently the de facto emblem of the monsters.

This was nothing compared to the part that she feared the most. The main probe was encroaching on her moist area. She could barely breathe anymore, fearing her lungs had already been hijacked or replaced with Agrona knows what. The green eyes stared in fear and secretly in anticipation in what would happen. The quivering part of her was one of the few areas of her body she could even truly feel anymore, the numbness and tingling crawling up her neck during the thigh affair. It would only be the latest of slender cylinders entering her body, her body and striker was now full of them, pumping unknown fluids and substances into her body through red conduits on the hexagons that scattered her body now. What wasn't covered in the frightful hexagons was slowly turning a pale color, as if she was dead. Jana wished she was as the second tentacle to enter a fleshy local slowly pushed in.

She closed her eye and let out a muffled moan, or at least thought she did . The numbness had spread to ears now, leaving only a tinny dim sound aside from the loudest of noises. One of those to get through was a gurgling sound, either her mouth or her slit. Jana felt the appendage grow inside her, snaking it's way deeper into her body. The feeling was indescribable. Jana tried to squirm, but nothing in her body would move by her will anymore. She couldn't do more than buck her hips. She opened her her eyes and could see the thing that was filling her. It grew lager as it seemed to endlessly snake into her hole, slowly numbing it through a seemingly endless pleasure, one she never had or will ever feel again.

>>83
She felt another tentacle approach her last hole, the one she would be ashamed of if her mind was still in one piece. She couldn't tell if it was from the pleasure alone or some new invader in her brain but she was gone. The tube slithered it way up her ass, filling it as much as the hole above it. Her hips finally stopped shaking as her womb and bottom were stuffed to the brim. The two tentacles became detached from the unseen base and began to spread around her violated holes. They formed a new pair of black pants, made of hexagons with glowing red in her private zone. The tentacle in her mouth followed suit, causing her mouth to close.

Jana was barely conscious at this point. Most of her skin was now the pallid gray as if she was dead, what wasn't was covered in the tell-tale hexagons, most black but a few red. A new arm lowered itself onto her chest, tearing open her tunic and cutting into her bloodless flesh. She could feel this but do nothing. Her eyes could see the target of her desire begin to lower from another limb. The red of gem of the Neuroi core. The fragile yet powerful core was placed into her chest, next to her old heart, slowly beating with the black ichor that was now in her veins and arteries. The new source of power quickly took hold, sending waves of energy through her body.

The cutting tentacle now sealed her open chest and the tunic. The repaired jacket now began to turn a dark black, as if it was now a living thing. All of the tears and loose threads were sealed and the tunic sealed to her body. The last parts of her transformation were nearly complete. With the new power source, the Neuroi particles quickly overwhelmed her familiar's features, one of the last remnants of her humanity. The ears became black with the insides turning an alien green. Her tail became the same color of her hair, now gray and drained of colors.

“I... can't.... stop.... please.... Angeline... forgive...” where the only words going through Jana's mind now. These final thoughts drifted away as her green eyes changed to red.

Somehow I didn't expect a neuroification fic to make me feel this bad.

It was sad, but I still came.

Just because...

http://twitter.com/humikane/status/15066695177609216

http://www.ne.jp/asahi/humikane/e-wacs/504d.txt 　今日のアイデアまとめ:もちろん非公式である　こっから竹井フェル仲良しに発展するにはどうすれば

504d.txt:

「なんでなのよっ！」
大きく机を叩き、それに負けず劣らずの大声をあげた。

「なにがですか？」
あまり関心なさそうに聞いてきたのは、長身でおとなしい性格のルチアナ少尉。

「どうせ戦闘隊長のことでしょ、もぐ　扶桑の　もぐ」
こっちは椅子を器用に傾けてバランスをとって座っているマルチナ曹長。
大きな食パンの切れが口からはみ出している。

「慌てて話すと、喉詰まらせちゃうよ」
ルチアナはマルチナの前に牛乳の入ったコップを差し出す。
「あんがと、ルチアナ」


「そんで、なんなのフェル？結局？」
マルチナが聞く。

「人事のことよ、人事！」
「あ、やっぱり。予想どーりだね、ルチアナ」
「そうですね」

ふん、マルチナってばこういうのは妙に鋭いんだから。
私の主張はこうだ。
「ロマーニャの空は、ロマーニャ空軍が守るべきよ！」

「それはそうですが」
とルチアナ

「JFWってそういうもんでしょ？」
とマルチナ

「各国共同編成ですからね」
「あの501も、隊長はカールスラント人で、戦闘隊長は扶桑人でしょ」

「そんなの知ってるわよ、もう」
この二人じゃお話にならない、こうなったら直接隊長、フェデリカ少佐と話さないと収まらないわ。

長い廊下を歩き、少佐の個室ドアをノックする。

「はいは～い、入って」
明るく張りのある声に促され、モダンにまとめられた部屋に入る。

「あら、フェルじゃない、どーしたの？」
少佐は学校の上級生みたいな、砕けた態度で私に接してくる。ま、ほとんどの人にそうなんだけど。

「少佐にお聞きしたいことがありまして」
「ん～、わかった！あのことでしょ」

はあ、少佐にはやっぱりお見通しか、顔に出てたかしら。なんて思ってたら

「昨日の食事！国際共同部隊なんていうから、厨房が張り切り過ぎちゃってしっちゃかめっちゃか
だったわね。それにしてもブリタニア料理ときたら･･･いやいや、これは政治的にまずい発言ね。
とにかく、つぎはもっとフツーのロマーニャ料理メインにしてもらうわ」

「･･･いえ、その」
「あれ？違った？もしかしてブリタニア料理お気にいってたとか？」
「それも違います」
「もう、わかんないからフェルから説明して」

「戦闘隊長の人事のことで」
「はぁん、そのこと」

「JFWってのはいろいろめんどくさいのよね。どこもボランティアでエースを出してる
訳じゃないから。引退間際の私が、名前だけでも隊長なんだから御の字よ」
「少佐はまだまだ現役です」
「あら、ありがと。そりゃまだまだ空でもイケてるって自信はあるけど、これはこれで
なかなか刺激的なお仕事よ」

「つまり、部隊の性格上、政治的な意味での人事ということですか？」
「ずばりと聞くわね。タケイの階級はお飾りじゃないけど、政治的かと言えば100％の否定はしないわ。
フェルも言いたいことあると思うけど、この件については仕方ないわね」

結局、そう言うことなのだ。そう、仕方ないのこと。
確認するように声に出して答える
「そうですね、仕方のないことです」

「ほんとに？」
少佐に聞き返され、どきりとする。
「じゃあロマーニャ人の戦闘隊長を連れてくれば、フェルはそれで良かったの？」

やっぱりお見通しだったか。

少佐は赤ズボン隊の先輩であり、504に来たのも少佐の誘いがあったから。
マルチナ・ルチアナと一緒じゃないと、という私のわがままも聞いてもらっている。
多少スキンシップが過ぎる部分があるが、ずいぶん可愛がってもらったし、気恥ずかしいが
恩人といってもいい人物だ。
周囲はなんとなく、私を少佐の後継者的に見ていたし、自分もそうだと自惚れていた。

少佐にここに呼ばれ、その少佐に、組織運営に専念したいので、現場は別のものに任せる、
それは扶桑人の大尉だ、と聞かされたとき、私はどんな顔をしてただろうか。
冷静に考えて、少佐やもっと上の人たちの人事は正しいのだ。ただ、それを
政治上のことだから仕方ない、と思いこみたかった。少佐の口からそういってほしかった。
そんなことを少佐に隠しておけるはずもないわね。何やってるのかしら、私。

「ねえ、竹井は”出来るオンナ”よ。ぴったりくっついて、盗めるものは何でも
盗んじゃいなさい。」
無言でうつむいていた私を、少佐は優しく抱きしめてくる。この人の愛情表現は
いつもやり過ぎ、距離が近すぎだわ。

「出来るわね？私が見込んだフェルナンディア中尉さん？」
「･･･はい」
「よろしい」

はあ、わたしってばもう、やるしかないじゃないの。タケイって言うのがどういうウィッチ
か知らないけど、やってやるわよ！


------フェルナンディア退室後、少佐の部屋で-----

「竹井、ごめんなさいね、体痛くない？」
「いえ、大丈夫です」
「それにしても冴えてたわね、あの子が来たと思ったらすぐ机の下に隠れて」
「盗み聞きになってしまってすいません」
「いいわよ。私とあなたしか知らないんだから。ねえ･･･竹井、あの子たちのこと、よろしく頼んだわよ」

Here's Angela's profile. It's mostly done, but will need polish, especially for the parts marked "poorly phrased".

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Hispania Air Force Expeditionary Unit "División Azul" Commander
18 years old at the end of 1944, Flying Officer
Familiar: Andalusian
Inherent technique: filling bullets with large amounts of magic which explode on contact, thereby creating explosive magical ammunition with increased power.

Born to a strict family of officials. A veteran whose Witch ability manifested at an early age, and has been flying since the beginning of the war in Europe.

Extremely responsible and taciturn. As a result, she tends to take many things upon herself (note: poorly phrased), though interaction with the 504th's members has steadily relieved her of her heavy emotional burden. She is bad at dealing with praise like "cute" and "pretty."

Selected to join Hispania's expeditionary force to Karlsland, the División Azul, she fought in various locations all over Europe and was later appointed commander of this unit.

With the situation in Gallia worsening, the División Azul continued to fight in the Romagna area as they headed south, meeting up and temporarily joining forces with Romagnan troops deployed near the border.

Well-supplied, the División Azul displayed a performance befitting their title of elites at this point as well (note: original text was along the lines of "not letting down the title of 'elite'", but it is somewhat clunky). She was recommended to become a honorary Pantaloni Rossi member.

After Gallia was liberated by the 501st, the División Azul was to return to Hispania, while she applied to join the newly-formed 504JFW, remaining in Romagna. It was also at that point where she was officially recognized as part of the Pantaloni Rossi.

It is rare for foreign militaries' Witches to be enlisted in the Pantaloni Rossi. As one should expect, she was misty-eyed during her initiation ceremony. This is a secret. (If the topic of what happened at the time is brought up, she would blush and deny it.)

To show respect for Romagna, she donned the Pantaloni Rossi uniform during Operation Trajanus. In the chaos which unfolded after the mission failed, she remained on the battlefield so as to buy time for the unit to escape (note: while not explicitly mentioned in the original text, "the unit" here refers not only to the Red Pants but everyone present, as other sources show). Despite shooting down many Neuroi, she herself suffered grievous injury.

Rescued with great difficulty, she is undergoing long-term medical treatment in 1945. Although Jane and Dominica's "lovey-doveyness" amazes her, she looks upon it with a smile, seemingly not quite aware of the goodwill directed at her. (note: poorly phrased)

"Please leave it to me from here."
"Here it comes! Hispania's elite División Azul won't be an easy opponent."

Yoshiko Nishizawa's EWACS profile

Fuso Imperial Navy Yokosuka Flying Corps
Age 19 at the end of '44
Flight sergeant
Her familiar is a house cat.

Her mother worked at a factory for developing and manufacturing clothing for witches, so she was familiar with the ins and outs of witches from a young age.

When she found out she was a witch, she decided unwaveringly to become an aerial fighting witch. However, while she was waiting for the uniform to be delivered, the army uniform caught her fancy so she decided to wear that instead. She was discovered by Second Lieutenant Yokokawa who was working as an instructor in the navy.

From the start, Yokokawa had placed so much hope in Nishizawa's ability. Before she was taken by the army, Yokokawa took her on a joint flight using practice strikers for evaluation. Yokokawa enthusiastically recommended her to join the navy.

After she joined the navy, her power was evaluated to be top class for the time. So, she was selected to become a member of the Fuso Imperial Navy Temporary European Fleet. During her departure and afterwards, she met both Sakamoto and Takei, who are now known as the  "Libau Trio".

Despite knowing her peerless, lively manner, her dogfighting style was rather delicate. It was like she was holding a magnificent air mobile. Her way of taking shooting predictions was especially artistic. Later, as the commanding officers of the 501st and 504th, Sakamoto and Takei praised her, saying "I can't compare to Nishizawa". From her surroundings, she was often called the "Demon Queen of Libau".

On the other hand, she completely followed the prodigy personality type, if not in theory then in a feeling. She didn't like to remember people's faces or names. Her goofing off type of wild character meant she was not at all suitable for a commanding or instructor position.

After she completed her duty in Libau, she had plans to return to her home country and take an instructor position. However, her long-time friends, Sakamoto and Takei firmly rejected that, saying "Nishizawa becoming an instructor is totally reckless!" After that, she remained in the European temporary fleet for the time being, continuing to fight in various battles across Europe.

Her sole weak point is said to be her dainty digestive tract. She frequently complains about the lack of freshness in her food. However, if it is fresh, she doesn't seem to mind if the taste is mediocre.

In case she stops by the 502nd JFW's base, she'll have a mock air battle with Second Lieutenant Kanno, overpowering her. They've developed a relationship calling each other "Kanno" and "Big Sis".

"After all, I'm the strongest!"

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<a href=" http://www.mvpcaps.com/"/>New Era Hats</a>Interesting article, Funny comment. Keep it up!

Strike Witches love may be alive and well but 4chan sure the hell isn't at the moment.

It's as if nobody knew of the text boards. (or how to reach them directly).

>>95
Nobody really pays attention to the text boards. To be honest, I'm not fond of them.

A summary of my upcoming SanyaxEila project

Time period - mid to late 1910's
Sanya, the daughter of an overly protective Brittanian businessman and wealthy Orussian countess has been confined within the walls of her mansion in Orussia by her father who has always told her that the outside world is too dangerous for her. When word of the infamous thief Illu reaches her home Sanya instantly becomes infatuated with the vagabond, she constantly dreams of a life of peril and adventure throughout the world. Then one night Sanya catches the world renowned thief stealing her family's jewels, to her surprise it is actually a beautiful young woman instead of the dashing male she had envisioned. Illu is also quite clumsy when it comes with dealing with people, and after a botched attempt to tie up the Orussian heiress Sanya suggests that Illu kidnap her. Forced to take the girl hostage Eila goes through with the robbery and escapes the home undetected, except she has no idea with her prisoner, so she simply takes her along without any plans for dealing with the Orussian. Together with her loyal mount Nikka, Eila and Sanya spend the next few months evading bounty hunters and police while Eila continues her life of thievery. And through a few close calls and several nights spent huddled together fighting the cold of a freezing Orussian winter the two develop strange but warm feelings for each other.

>>97
 Not sure if you'll read this since nobody seems to use the textboards. You mentioned the fact that you may have to tone down Eila's foresight ability or perhaps not even have it in the story at all, probably not a great idea, I feel as though it takes away from her character. As for her getting caught by Sanya/ambushed by hunters, well, her foresight ability isn't a 24/7 thing, right? She has to activate her familiar or whatever to use it (at least that's what I thought).

http://www.mediafire.com/?4y02onuvctann27
http://www.mediafire.com/?gjzvpnka9a2a59d
http://www.mediafire.com/?6ge4uk27euzt9t9
http://www.mediafire.com/?xda5eexqvjj1769

>>98
accoridng to the drama cds her foresight is a more of "sixth sense/hunch" type feeling that happens to be very accurate rather than a distinct vision of the future.

Strike Witches blows and no one cares about your shitty projects that will never be completed.

>>97
>and after a botched attempt to tie up the Orussian heiress Sanya suggests that Illu kidnap her.
 God Eila, you're so bad at bondage.

>>97
 You better not lose interest in this.

>>100
 So it's sort of like a gut feeling, in a sense.

oh please post it!! i loved the preview!! i wanna know what happens after the preview already! heck the whole plot sounds pretty original and great!!...so please post!! i mean no preassure just please dont lose interest!!....and also that alternative season 2 ending so awesome!!!

He might have been scared off.

>>106
 Didn't the writefag say he was the type to finish what he starts? I don't think a few people whining will sway him (I hope). Dear lord, this is going to be the French drawfag incident all over again.

>>97
 Is this still happening? It sounds like fun.

http://twitter.com/humikane/statuses/26997849359130625

http://www.ne.jp/asahi/humikane/e-wacs/seiza.txt 下原正座伝授編
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seiza.txt

「んなこといったって、しょうがないだろ！」

廊下に管野さんの声が響く。
昨日の戦闘でストライカーを壊した関係かしら、と考えていると、ブリーフィングルームの
ドアが勢いよく内側から開かれ、管野さんが飛び出してきた。
見るからに不機嫌そうだけど、怒っていると言うより、ちょっと拗ねた感じ。

やや遅れてにクルピンスキー中尉
「話の続きは二人っきりで、ワインでも飲みながらなんてどう？」
などと軽口を言いながら悠々と部屋を出て行った。

最後にニパさん
「それじゃ、失礼します」
と丁寧に挨拶はしているものの、ぼんやりと上の空みたい。

となれば、部屋の主はもう決まっている。
開かれたままのブリーフィングルームのドアから中を覗くと、深く、大きくため息をつく
ポクルイーシキン大尉の姿が見えた。

「お疲れ様です、大尉」
挨拶をすると、大尉は困ったような笑顔で、私を迎えてくれた。

「お疲れ、に見えました？」
「名探偵じゃなくても、わかります。昨日の戦闘の件ですね」
深刻そうな大尉の様子に、わかってはいるが一応理由を聞いてみる。

「はい、それについて報告をお願いしたのですが･･･はあ、私どうしたらいいのか･･･」
「また派手にストライカーを壊しちゃったそうですね、三人揃って」
「機材の破損に関しては･･･整備や補給の問題はありますが、仕方のない面もあるのはわかっているんです」

どうやら大尉の悩みは、ストライカーのことではないらしい。
確かに、ガリアが解放されて補給の面は大きく改善されたし、502の担当地域は随一の激戦区と
いうこともあって、高い機材の損耗率も大目に見られてはいる。
となると大尉の心配事は、当然ストライカーを使う側、ウィッチのことだ。

「三人のこと、心配されてるんですね」
「当然です。でも、どういっても真面目に聞いて貰えなくて」
「管野さんとクルピンスキー中尉は確かに･･･　でもニパさんはそんなふうには見えませんでしたが」
「そこが問題なんです。ニパさんは、怪我したり落ちたりに慣れてる、というより"諦めている"
ような感じがして。･･･いつか取り返しのつかないことが起こりそうで、私、怖いんです」

なるほど、大尉が熱心に三人に「指導」をする姿はよく見てきたけど、本当に心配だからなんだ。

「どうにか話を聞いて貰えたらいいんですが･･･」

なんとなく大尉が、いたずらっ子を抱えた新任の先生のように見えてくる。
そういえば、自分の子供時代を思い出して一つのアイデアが閃いた。

「大尉、あとで私の部屋に来て頂けますか？」

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「セイザ？ですか」
「はい、扶桑に古くから伝わる、精神修養の方法です」

扶桑では、武道の時間や修身など、何かと行う機会が多いが、ここ502基地は
ほぼ石造りの床のため、さすがに正座は厳しい。だから私の部屋に来てもらったのだ。

「大尉、それでは靴を脱いでベッドの上に上がってください」

「え？えええ？？？！？！？！　下原少尉！！？？？！？！？」

白い頬を瞬時に真っ赤に染め上げた大尉を見て、自分がとんでもないことを言ったのに気づく。

「いえいえいえいえいえ！そうじゃなくって、えっと･･･」


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「なるほど、これが正座ですか」

今、私と大尉は、ベッドの上で、向き合って正座をしている。
何ともおかしな格好だが、座布団の類が無いので、手近に正座が出来そうな場所がここしかないのだ。

「なかなか･･･大変ですね」
「扶桑では、板張りの床でも行うんですよ。さすがに石の上ではしませんが」
「板の上でですか？とても出来そうにありません」
「慣れれば平気です。当面はクッションを人数分用意した方がいいですね。こうして姿勢を正し、
ゆっくりと瞑想することによって、素直に問題と向き合うことが出来るんです」
「なるほど･･･あう･･･」

いかにも苦しそうな大尉を見て、とりあえず切り上げることにした。
「あ、もう崩してくださっていいですよ」
「はい･･･」
「大尉のお役に立つかどうかはわかりませんが、私は心を落ち着けたいときなど、よく正座をしています」

と言いながらも、ひざがふれあいそうな距離で、慣れない正座でしびれた足をさすっている大尉の
愛らしさにもやもやとした気持ちがわき上がってくるのを抑えられないのであった。



その後、正座は精神修養の手段ではなく、懲罰として502に浸透した。

pantless, underage, girls who are witches that fight aliens are hawt.
Nough said.

Do you know "Kannagi"?
Awesome Anime.

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室內設計
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租車
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汽車維修
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domain
http://www.domain-name.hk

seo
http://onlinemarketing.hk

補習
http://hkeducation.org

>>108
Apparently.

>>113
 If only he could keep is goddamn deadlines.

>>114
 It's not like he's getting paid or anything, he's writing for fun, let him take his time.

>>115
 It's a bother when he takes forever. I don't think he'll do it.

Strike Witches love isn't alive and well.

>>117
dont say that...just wait till the movie gets out...strike witches love will be as lively as ever

>>118
 So, in a year then?

Been a couple of very busy weeks since I've posted, so busy in fact that I haven't touched or even thought about the story till yesterday. So much shit that would get a "this isn't your blog" response has been going on so bear with the wait a little longer. And to those that think I'd left/might leave/might never finish the story...as long as the love is alive and well I will keep writing.