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>> No.35  

>>24 >>8
who is this child?

>> No.36  

>>35

Not directly relevant to Cracky.

Perhaps the person who took the photos would prefer to explain?



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78359 No.1   [Reply]

I've deleted my entire Cracky-Chan folder, I have no use for it anymore.

I won't be referring to Cracky with her real name or anything in this, you need to KNOW somebody to formally call them by their name. In reality none(most likely) of us know her.

I can't see why you still have use for your pictures and so on, come on get over it. Stop obsessing over someone you'll never REALLY meet, see or hear. I know it's hard to lose something you care about but srsly guys srsly.

This has gotten to a simply foolish level, I'm not trying to be all holy and tell people how to run their lives, but honestly enough is enough.

This place is dead, Cracky-Chan will never TRULY like you, me or anybody else here. Like I said get over it. I have and really it feels much better than feeling like some sort of puppet and having that 'OH CRACKY I'LL SUCK A BILLION DICKS TO BE YOUR BOYFRIEND' attitude.

We all know the only reason Cracky even looks at this place is to stroke her ego and laugh at people here(yes myself included) if that wasn't obvious enough.

You're probably wondering "Why even make a post here, that's basically a contradiction." well Bounceme is a festering pile of shit and this place has grown on me over the time I've lurked it. I've never used a tripcode, I never got enthralled in the 'community'. I merely lurked. I know I'm stating obvious facts in this thread, but sometimes if you're so blind you can't see the obvious; somebody needs to wake you up.

I won't be reading this thread and that means I obviously won't be replying to people in it. As I said I'm finished and there's no need to look back.

tl;dr It's time to let go of this charade. Cereally not worth it anymore.

inb4 Sup Lia.

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>> No.26  
>an inherent understanding of how her pictures could be perceived within the medium in which they were presented.

wat

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>>26 wat

It means she totally saw this coming.

>> No.28  

>>27

wtf? I've seen and heard all kinds of perverted shit at work but what amazes me is all the filth on that fucking keyboard. God damn, would the swipe of a Windex cloth take too much time away from your internet stalking?

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>>27
Pretty much the most extreme example, but correct, although it's clear she didn't think the consequences through.



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The little pebble in her shoe had managed to create a sore spot by now. She limped along for a few steps before attempting some acrobatics balancing on one foot. When that didn't work out she sat down on the sidewalk.

She looked upward at the sky. Stars were plentiful around here because of the low light-pollution, which was the reason
for her being at this remote desert-cornered location in the first place. She directed her gaze at where her celestial namesake should be right now; asteroid (191323), or "Lia", an icy rock remarkable in no way apart from it
bearing her name.
Her father named it after her and even presented it as a birthday present. It wasn't quite what she was expecting at age 7, but now, eight years later, she appreciated how back then he actually managed to remember her birthday even if lacking in his role as distributor of ponies.

She was going home, returning from a sleepover at her friend Jennifer's. There had been some girls from her class, Jennifer and her.
She really didn't like sleepovers, or any of the girls apart from Jennifer, maybe. But with her dad being reassigned to bases all over
the country ever so often and her tagging along with his relocations, she couldn't afford to be picky regarding friends.
She had tried to play along; putting on make-up, gossiping about everyone not present, talking about boys, the whole tiresome charade. Over the years she had become quite good at the "cute and sweet" routine, and at times she could even
pretend that was her actual persona there, having fun and interacting, but in the end it always ended up feeling hollow.

She finished tying her shoelace and made back for her house. By now she was quite used to walking everywhere. She had given up
trying to persuade her father to come pick her up a long time ago. It wasn't that he wasn't willing to do so, it was just that
he would forget as soon as he hung up the phone.

***

The walk had made her hungry, so she went straight for the kitchen to fix something to eat. The smell of beans and ketchup indicated her father had already had dinner. Not feeling very much like cooking elaborately for just one person she set out to make a sandwich.

"Mimsy", she yelled out her cat's name. That and the smell of tuna should have sent it rocketing into the kitchen, but it remained quiet. Carrying half a can of tuna she sauntered towards the open door that led towards the basement which lodged father's home laboratory. With lots of warm confined spaces it was Mimsy's favourite spot in the house.

As she reached the concrete floor she saw her father lying on a couch. His heaving
chest indicating he was soundly asleep. At the other end of the lab she spotted something that resembled her cat.
Trying not to trip over the bundles of cable that were strewn across the floor she moved towards it.
It was silently sitting there, bathed in a blue light that seemed to radiate from an enclosing open sphere.
She lowered herself next to it and sat down, eyes fixated on the blueish figure.

As she reached out and touched its nose lightly, a painful sensation made her pull back her hand. A very thin layer of skin resembling a fingerprint quickly turning white and brittle marked the spot where she had touched it. The pinkish skin where her finger had made contact stung a little.

Apparently she had screamed because she became aware of her father stirring behind her on the couch.
"Don't touch it" he said loudly as he was raising himself upright reaching for his glasses on a nearby table.
"It's beautiful", she said dreamily, suppressing an urge to touch it again.
"It's looks so ..."
"Ethereal?" her father, who had kneeled next to her, interjected.
"Eternal", she corrected him.
"It should be" he said, but she didn't hear him. The chiseled intricacies absorbed her, again tracing the delicate lines with her finger as close as she dared approach it. Snapping out of her revery she suddenly turned
her head around.
"You did this" she said. It was more of a statement than a question but her father nodded in answer anyway.
"Can you do this to me ?"
He started apprehensively, "I"
Putting her hands on his shoulders and looking him straight in the eyes she smiled at him.
"You can, can't you!", she stated, her smile widening.
Now he sank his head, took a deep breath, and smiled in turn.
He looked back up and nodded.

***

"Your clothes", he said.
"What about them ?"
"Take them off"
"Why ?"
"Frostbite". He explained, "all the metal bits, they will settle right before you do and probably fabric as well. It might chafe or even tear into your flesh."

As she started unbuttoning her shirt he starting fiddling around with some controls. About a minute later he looked up and seemed to be a little surprised to find his daughter standing there naked.
"Right", he exclaimed as he seemed to remember what had happened. With the cordiality of a maitre d' he gestured her towards a metal plate in the middle of the blue sphere.

Looking over the rim of his glasses he seemed to be examining her. After a while he pushed his glasses back up with his index finger and said, "You certainly have grown up to resemble your mother". Her father smiled again and seemed lost inside a happy memory for a second or two before his eyes snapped back into focus.
Involuntarily she blushed and tried to cover herself with her hands. She shyly looked back up. There was a bright flash.

***

"Eternal" this girl, his daughter, had called it and she had been right. She was magnificent, glorious even. She had managed to become the embodiment of perfection. The blue light seemed to radiate off her marble body giving the laboratory the ambient lighting of an ice palace.
Even if not a man of ceremony he managed to produce a bronze plaque with the hastily inscribed words,

****** Created to honor the most beautiful daughter a man can have ******
****************** My Olivia at age sixteen *****************

As he installed it at her feet the smell of tuna hit him. He picked up a half empty can of tuna fish and went upstairs to make himself a sandwich.

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>> No.22  

>>21
I apologise for not researching thoroughly... though I don't regret it.

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>>21
That's interesting, does the fetish involve the actual transformative element of the scenario, as well as the artifact created? That would relate it directly to other body modification and power-transfer relationships, albeit rooted wholly in fantasy. Is it possible to live out this sort of fantasy in a satisfactory manner with co-operative partners? What would that entail? Obviously two or more people could go out and lick statues, but if a central element of the kick is the transformation, then?
>>22
Your dry humour is very funny.

>> No.24  

>>23
it's also very dry

I doubt licking statues is a turn-on for anyone. And thank god 4chan isn't up to prove me wrong.

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>>23 That's interesting, does the fetish involve the actual transformative element of the scenario

I would say that is the primary focus in most cases.

> That would relate it directly to other body modification and power-transfer relationships, albeit rooted wholly in fantasy.

Maybe.

> Is it possible to live out this sort of fantasy in a satisfactory manner with co-operative partners?

I know some folks who do. It's not too much of a stretch of the imagination to roleplay transformation into a statue. Some just use immobility; some use bodypaint, e.g. this nice young lady.



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I remember you, so fragile and tortured was your very essence.

I saw in your eyes - the most beautiful eyes I've ever encountered in my short life - an accidental scream for help. A reflection of my own trauma, amplified tenfold.

You were me, you were not myself, almost an opposite and yet a tremendous exaggeration - infinitely more beautiful, intelligent, victimized. Scared.

I saw fear, or rather I sensed it through the noninterpretable things I did see. I thought that if I could help you, I'd somehow inevitably and permanently be helped. And then I could help everyone else in the world.
I wanted to reach out and pull you close to me, nurture you and see that soul-twisting smile of yours - so warm; so genuine; so rare.

You'd be new, and yet the same. You'd touch people and they'd feel the serpents of hate and monotony relinquish constriction around their souls. A modern-day saint.

Maybe it's good that you're not real. Maybe no innocent should harbor such terror and self-loathing. But then, who will save us?

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<3 <3 <3

I can't be less subtle with this trip "U", if you're still around, say hai as well as trolling the shit out me 'kay?

>> No.14  

>>8
>>13

Sorry, I am just a simple anon reposting from my old Bounceme archive. But I hope you find your friend.



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Restoring 1215900968

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>> No.28  

>>22 >>10
Taken at night
>>26
Day light (also, seems to be an amazing view!)

She spent a lot of time taking these pictures.

But yeah, this was great

>> No.29  

>>28

Uhh, I'm pretty sure >>26 and >>22 are CG art.

>> No.30  

>>29
no no originals -she used the smear effect and burn effect brushes in photoshop, in many other photos too -she said so herself

>> No.31  

>>30

Fag



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41797 No.1   [Reply]

This is in a Crackypedia mirror I download in 2006.... but don't remember seeing this pic posted in any of the RARs or on the boards since then. Why not?

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>> No.9  

>>7 No one ever used the word "rare" when referring to Gary's ass?

In fact, you might even call it "well done".

>> No.10  

>>9
BA DUM CHHH

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>>1
That's Emiry, isn't it?



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64594 No.1   [Reply]

So, you're seeing a girl. She finds your Cracky folder, and afterwards does some googlework.

Chances of her being okay with it?

inb4 enjoy your hand

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>> No.8  

Did you leave your laptop in the fucking kitchen? Women don't even know how to turn a computer on, if a woman found your folder it's cause you left it in plain view next to the oven. In conclusion I think you're a faggot enjoy your butt sex.

>> No.9  

100%.

Just see a girl from bounceme/wish, they'd rather you have rares than money.

>> No.10  

It doesn't matter if she's ok with it or not. Tell her she'd look pretty dead with her eyes and mouth open and that's the end of it.

>> No.11  

Distract her by smearing red shit over her nose and putting on cat ears, then ask if she wants to fuck.



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>>1

Oh my, she's really packing on the pounds.



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34887 No.1   [Reply]

i can b cracky 2?

>> No.2  

No, but you can post more.



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125954 No.1   [Reply]

I lost the thread itself so I won't be reposting all the witty comments, but here are the pics that were in it.

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361808 No.1   [Reply]

On this barren soil...

>> No.2  

What's a picture of Olivia doing on the sound stage where they filmed the moon landings? She wasn't even born when they decommissioned it & destroyed the evidence.

>> No.3  

so ronery and forsaken

>> No.4  

>>2
the "Digitally Remastered" version of the moon landing LOL

I thought her name was Lia McClellan?

>> No.5  

>>4

Joking or newfag? I can't tell.



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