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Did Sophie Dee stop making new stuff? It looks like it
y'alls bias against normal weight women is disgusting I see you
the $249 deal is a steal
Get those tiddies in your face with a new PSVR todayhttps://www.resetera.com/threads/sony-psvr-holiday-deals.87471/Quotethe $249 deal is a steal
Is astrobot any good?I haven't heard much about it
He should Jimmy Fallon a bed of spikes.
For me, there's nothing like the first time. But 2 years later it feels incredible everytime.
Anyway what's everyones favorite new Taco Bell menu items? Their fries were kinda bullshit but pairing them with the cheese sauce was a stroke of genius.
Are you guys suggesting we they cast Sophie Dee as the lead, Skylar, in GET HOME SAFE?spoiler (click to show/hide)And PewTheDie as Tighty-Whitey obviously. Or maybe Geoff Keighley? With Pew as Caveman Douche?[close]
Quote from: marrec on December 18, 2018, 01:19:31 PMy'alls bias against normal weight women is disgusting I see you (Image removed from quote.)
Still better than bowsette
I see you guys found a tumblr replacement
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Quote from: stufte on December 18, 2018, 02:38:32 PM spoiler (click to show/hide)[close] ew gaping is gross
What was that fucked up anime where girls turned into motorbikes or something equally dumb
found the script...um...on the internet, yes, certainly not, anywhere else because i am totally not involved in itwhole thing is here: https://drive.google.com/file/d/1rkYp4Eod-zCzHtov52yBOSMYCPxkIkSq/viewQuoteIPHONE POV:Trembling with fear, Skylar begins to cry. This time though,she’s not pretending.SKYLAR’S POV:Holding his phone with his right hand, Tighty-Whitey suddenlyshoves his left hand into his underwear, lightly strokinghimself.Either he has trouble getting hard, or her fear is that muchof a turn on. Either way, it’s fucked up.random partsQuoteCAVEMAN DOUCHEI like redheads, you crazy bitch!SKYLARGreat! Then go find a ginger thatcan half-way tolerate your ass and -Leave me! The fuck! Alone!CAVEMAN DOUCHE(”light bulb” moment)You’re a lesbian, aren’t you?SKYLARSo what if I was?! Why would thatfucking matter?!49.CAVEMAN DOUCHE(with a laugh)It’d explain a lot, trust me!With that, the Queen inside Skylar’s metaphorical soul-castlecommands the archers to launch a wall of deadly arrows atthis Neanderthal.“DIE, MOTHER FUCKER!”SKYLARWhy can you not hear the word NO?!It’s fucking fascinating! You thinkyou’re so goddamn special that I -ONE, have to be a lesbian or, TWO,a man-hating feminist, or, THREE,have a boyfriend - in order to notregret the fact that I failed tothrow some Red-Dye-Number-Two in myfucking hair before I arrived inorder to fight for your fleetingattention! You can call me whateverthe fuck you want, project whateveryou need to in order to makeyourself feel better, but Time isUp, mother fucker! You can’t justclub me over the head and drag meback to your man-cave by my brownhair and have your way with me!Those days are fucking over! I knowit’s hard for you ass-wipes tograsp, I get why you cling soclosely to the comfort of denial,because, sure, biologicallyspeaking, yes, for centuries you’vehad the upper hand! You’re biggerthan I am! You’re stronger!Congratu-fuckin’-lations! But welive in a time that my biologydoesn’t matter anymore, because NOWmy fucking words matter! They carrylegal goddamn weight, asshole! Andright now, in this moment, my wordfor you is - NO!!!QuoteOddly... Caveman Douche remains calm, staring at Skylar witha smirk on his face, until---At whip-speed, he grabs Skylar throwing her over his shoulder50.Parading her around, like some prize he’s won at the countryfair.SKYLAR (CONT’D)WHAT THE FUCK?!!! LET ME GO!!!Her limbs flailing about, Skylar fights against this largeman as if being accosted.And that is precisely what is happening.CLOSE ON HER FACE, red from the exertion of her screaming,every fiber of her being willing it to STOP!It’s agonizing.Nauseating.Humiliating.For a grown, adult woman to be rendered so helpless.It’s meant to be a violent reminder that, no matter whatSkylar says, she’s still “only” a woman.WIDE ON - this establishment has morphed from mild curiosityto the age-old, bloodlust of a ROARING coliseum.[Also, I shit you not, this has actually happened to me.]SKYLAR’S POV:As if spinning on a manic turntable, Skylar suffers a barrageof MEN and WOMEN alike, screaming and cheering, all toopleased that the “buzz-kill” has finally been silenced, theholiday festivities back on track.SKYLAR (CONT’D)Put me down, you fuckingasshole!!!! Let me go, goddamnit!!!SPIN, SPIN, SPIN.We catch three glimpses of Tighty-Whitey in the “front row”with his phone held up. “Is he RECORDING VIDEO of this?!”Finally, her feet hit the ground again...BACK TO SCENE:Wasting no time, Skylar hits Caveman’s tree trunk arms againand again, but even with her brass knuckles, all he can do islaugh, as if they’re having a pillow fight.QuoteChilled against the cold, Skylar clicks back to her HOMESCREEN to check her missed iMessages, all from Andra.The frantic string of texts looks something like this:ANDRA (PREVIOUS TEXTS)Skylar!(TEXT)My brother just sent something tome asking if it was YOU! Check yourINSTA! His friend actually followsthose D-Bags!(TEXT)Are you okay?!(TEXT)Fucking call me! This shit iscrazy!!!(TEXT)Where the fuck are you?! Are youstill at the bar?!(TEXT)I don’t know what to do!!!!(TEXT)Call me please!!!(TEXT)Just tried you again!(TEXT)Should I call your mom? Thepolice?!(TEXT)I’m half way to Greenpoint withPeter and we’re stuck on the bridgeor I’d be on my way!!!!(TEXT)I’m so sorry I left you! I’m such adick!!!Dumbfounded, Skylar finds a DM from Andra in her INSTA, aFORWARDED VIDEO from “The Disrupters” INSTAGRAM STORY.CLICKING on it, to her surprise, Skylar finds a VIDEO OFHERSELF from no more than fifteen minutes ago.Quote“Who wants to pay some serious (Bitcoin symbol) to watch usRAPE the whore?! #FuckYouMeToo #TimesUpBitch #TheDisrupters”QuoteSkylar CLICKS to the profile page, boasting over 87,000followers, the handle: “The_DISRUPT3RS_37”Her video has also just been posted there.Among the slew of immediate “Troll” comments:-“Love this! Just transferred you some coin!”-”You guys are the beeeeeeest! They keep deleting you, butyou keep on cumming back!”-”This shit is hilarious”-”#Disrupters4everrrr Pown the bitch”-”ROFL shes fucking spazzing out!”-”LOL Id totally hit it but shes not hot”QuoteClicking back to “The Disrupters” INSTA page, Skylar finds aNEW VIDEO POST.She CLICKS on it to discover a RECORDING of her talking tothe cops, from only a block away.The video’s caption reads, “Anyone know her name? Info? DM meor post in comments!”She scrolls down through the numerous comments beneath.The “conversation” has grown overwhelmingly long, the“Trolls” loving having a front row seat to Skylar beingstalked.And there, at the very bottom, one user named “@COWTIPPER42”has posted something beyond disturbing only five seconds ago.@COWTIPPER42 (PREVIOUS POST)I know this girl! She went to myhigh school! She’s always been awhore! Fucked the whole damnbaseball teamBeside herself, Skylar shakes her head from side to side.Then, a few more FRESH POSTS pop up right before her eyes,this “@COWTIPPER42” person online, right now, in real time.@COWTIPPER42 (POST) (CONT’D)Her name is Skylar London.(POST)Here’s her home address in Texas!(HER TEXAS HOME ADDRESS)FaceBook.(SKYLAR’S FACEBOOK LINK)Twitter.(SKYLAR’S TWITTER LINK)Insta.(SKYLAR’S INSTA LINK)HAVE AT HER BOYS!Again, the wind is knocked out of Skylar, sheer panicbuilding, but still, she doesn’t hesitate to immediately call“MOMMA.”RING, RING, RING.No answer.She tries again, her knee bobbing up and down, tears buildingin her eyes, but she fights them back.RING, RING, RING.No answer.“FUCK!”QuoteThen... Skylar draws a breath, in horror, as the headlightscome upon SEVEN MEN, 20-ishIn the distance, dressed casually in jeans and t-shirts, butall wearing that same freaky little boy mask.Yup. Their ring leader, Tighty-Whitey, is there, raising hisphone at the approaching cab, hitting RECORD.TIGHTY-WHITEY’S POV THROUGH THE PEEPHOLES:His breath has quickened now, in anticipation.INHALE, EXHALE, INHALE, EXHALE, INHALE, EXHALE!We watch the cab coming closer, Skylar POUNDING on the plexiglass, her SCREAMING muffled inside the medallion.75.INSIDE THE CAB:Skylar’s survival instinct immediately kicks inFight or flight.She FLINGS OPEN the passenger side door...And, after only a moment’s hesitation, leaps from the movingcar - leaving her phone charging in the front seat.Ducking and rolling to her feet as best as she is able -scraping her nylon-knees BLOODY in the process - Skylar racesto the nearest set of stairs.The men pursue, all too delighted by the chase!The metal door of the stairwell is propped open by a heavy,wooden doorstopper. QuotePOUND, POUND, POUND! Her sneakers smack against this elevatedslab of concrete as she runs as fast as she can toward whatlooks to be the top rung of a fire escape, butThis lone young man tackles her from behind, the two rollinga full yard from sheer momentum.Thankfully, Skylar lands on top, unleashing a few BRASSKNUCKLED BLOWS.BAM!In a fit of fury, Skylar unmasks him to unveil... he’s just apimple-faced teenager, no older than 16.His face is completely shattered from her brass knuckles,spitting up bits broken teeth and a ridiculous amount ofblood.His real likeness exposed, forced to gaze up at Skylar, humanto human, this young man falters with... shame.With one look, their eyes locked, these two experience aninstant, genuine, undeniable and unshakable pulse of sharedhumanity between them, their faces screaming, “How the fuckdid we get here?”Stunned, Skylar jumps off of him, QUICKLY LOCATING the nearbyfire escape.Just as she climbs on, Skylar watches as below77.EXT. MULTILEVEL PARKING GARAGE, STREET - SIMULTANEOUSLY-The rest of the young men explode from an exit door, streetlevel, Tighty-Whitey in the lead, no idea that all he has todo is... look up.INTERCUT BETWEEN STREET, FIRE ESCAPE AND ROOFTOP:With one nod, Tighty-Whitey commands the others to fan out,in all directions, to go and find their prey.Holding her breath, Skylar observes the group strategicallydisperse into the New York City streets.Back on the roof, his mask still off, our young man pulls hisphone from his small backpack and goes to a GROUP TEXT THREADthat’s been shared by “The Disrupters” all evening.The last message, clearly from the cabbieRANDOM NYC NUMBER (PREVIOUS TEXT)Got her in my cab. On my way. Youbetter have all my cash.He composes a text and sends.BUZZ, BUZZ. Tighty-Whitey has just gotten the text.Skylar watches from above as Tighty-Whitey pulls his phonefrom his satchel.TIGHTY-WHITEY’S POV:Lifting his cell, we see the text from a contact saved as“SHORTY.”SHORTY (TEXT)Got her on the roof.BACK TO SCENE:Without looking up, Tighty-Whitey doubles back, disappearingout of sight.As Skylar could not see what was on his phone, she simplywaits until he is gone, then begins to quietly descend thefire escape, slowly but surely, attempting not to make asound.EXT. MULTILEVEL PARKING GARAGE, ROOFTOP - 4 SOMETHING A.M.The roof door KICKS open - BOOM! - Tighty-Whitey stepping outonto the elevated slab of concrete.78.Scanning the rooftop, his eyes cloud with rage with no signof Skylar.The only other soul here is Shorty, sitting on the roof,still unmasked, bleeding profusely.Tighty-Whitey walks up to him, crouches down, and stares atthis kid for a long pause.He holds up his phone, showing Shorty his own text, right infront of his face-“Got her on the roof.”In an explosion of unbridled fury, Tighty-Whitey grabs thiskid by his hair, sweeping his arm at the empty roof as if tosay, “You do NOT have her on the mother fucking roof! Youfucking LIED to me!”It seems that Shorty wasn’t “ratting” Skylar out at all, butattempting to protect her by granting her more time.Tighty-Whitey pulls the kid’s head back harder.SHORTYI had to do it... It’s just...fucked up. How is this not fuckedup?Without pause, Tighty-Whitey rears back and... SMACKS thiskid’s skull against the concrete rooftop, his frame foldedforward, grossly contorted, broken and bleeding.QuoteSitting perfectly still, Skylar doesn’t move as we watchTighty-Whitey’s blurred frame come into focus as he finallyreaches her.Oddly, Tighty-Whitey takes a seat directly across from her.The two meet eyes for the very first time.83.-SKYLAR’S POV ON TIGHTY-WHITEY.-TIGHTY-WHITEY’S PEEPHOLE POV ON SKYLAR.-CLOSE UP on his hands calmly rested on his bare knees, redmarker stain still on his left fingers.-CLOSE UP on her hands calmly rested on her knees, brassknuckles crowned upon her fingers.-EXTREME CLOSE UP OF SKYLAR’S FACE.-EXTREME CLOSE UP OF TIGHTY-WHITEY’S MASK.It’s like a fucked up staring match.The kind of game we all played as children, where the personwho blinks loses.Sadly, in this case, if Skylar blinks first, she gets fuckingraped.Which is why Skylar is determined not to mother fuckingblink.QuoteAnd just as the doors begin to close, we watch IN SLOW MOTIONas Skylar grabs the vertical handlebar next to her, loopsaround like a badass and launches onto the platform, justbefore the doors slide right in front of Tighty-Whitey’s“face.”INT. COLUMBUS CIRCLE STATION - 4 SOMETHING A.M. (CONTINUOUS)Tighty-Whitey presses his mask against the window of thetrain door.And for the first time, Skylar is able to really see THE BLUEOF HIS EYES, ICE-COLD in their violent stare.But...She gazes back.Like pure granite.Fearless and unshakable.A fucking mountain.Then---The train pulls away from the station, bringing Tighty-Whiteywith it. QuoteTIGHTY-WHITEY’S IPHONE POV:Suddenly, we experience the ACTUAL VIDEO Tighty-Whitey iscapturing with his jostled phone as he runs--Showcasing the disturbing image of Skylar being chased, herlittle fairy wings flapping as she races, as if willing herto fly.But she cannot fly.Because, sadly, she’s not a fairy at all.She’s a human.Frail and finite.We watch as Tighty-Whitey gains on her and... he must havetackled her because all we see now is pure chaos.Then grass.But we can hear Skylar SCREAMING and KICKING and PUNCHING,causing Tighty-Whitey to87.SLAM! SLAM!! SLAM!!!We just barely catch sight of Skylar falling to the ground onher stomach, completely knocked off her axis.He must have smacked her really good across the face a fewtimes by the way she’s barely able to lift her head.The phone image lifts as Tighty-Whitey picks it up from thegrass.In the background, we can hear Skylar WEEPING uncontrollably.A horrifying sound.SKYLARPlease... Please... Don’t hurtme...The recording flips around, the video image filling with themask of Tighty-Whitey.He props the phone up against a tree, centering it on Skylarwho has just barely gotten on all fours, disoriented, shakingand SOBBING.BACK TO SCENE:We are now in front of Skylar, on all fours, her facebloodied from a busted lip, her right eye already swellingshut.Behind her, Tighty-Whitey slowly approaches.Step, step, step.SKYLAR (CONT’D)My mom... She’s sick... Please...Let me go...But just as Tighty-Whitey gets close enough, Skylar drops thefake sobbing act and swings her upper body around, launchinga powerful, brass-knuckled fist straight to his balls.As he falls to his knees, Skylar makes a break for it,running east againBut she can’t run very fast anymore, with a busted lip,swollen eye and what must be a twisted ankle.With one glance behind, it seems Tighty-Whitey is donemessing around with the “cat and mouse” game he’s enjoyed allevening88.He’s now CHASING her, as fast as his bruised balls willallow, cupping them with his left hand, recording her againwith his right.Coming upon the Meer, the murky pond eerily rippling in thedarkness, Skylar hides behind a small brick building housinglocked bathrooms.In an instant, she rips off her fairy wings, throws them tothe ground, and takes to tearing at the white and goldglittered nylon stretched around thick metal wiring.TIGHTY-WHITEY’S POV:Through his peepholes, Tighty-Whitey stumbles to the brickbathrooms and rounds the corner where Skylar is meant to be.But she isn’t there.BACK TO SCENE:Suddenly, a thick string of metal wiring is around his throatas Skylar chokes him from behind.Ripping and clawing at his neck, the young man falls back,throwing them both to the ground.Skylar holds on as hard as she can, uttering a PRIMORDIALSCREEEEEEAM, her knuckles turning white, veins bulging fromher forehead.But Tighty-Whitey is bigger than she is.Stronger.Purely biologically speaking, of course.And.Suddenly.She loses her grip.QuoteIPHONE POV:Trembling with fear, Skylar begins to cry. This time though,she’s not pretending.SKYLAR’S POV:Holding his phone with his right hand, Tighty-Whitey suddenlyshoves his left hand into his underwear, lightly strokinghimself.Either he has trouble getting hard, or her fear is that muchof a turn on. Either way, it’s fucked up.BACK TO SCENE:Looking away from him, Skylar prepares for the inevitableWhen suddenly, she receives a facial of hot, red blood,pouring down all over her countenance.PAN UP to reveal---A sharp wooden spike protruding through Tighty-Whitey’s body,straight through his lungs.The stake then rips out again, spraying a larger fountain ofblood all over Skylar’s body.Tighty-Whitey falls to his knees, to reveal---Andra, holding up one of her “vampire hunter” stakes, nowcovered in blood.91.MASK PEEPHOLE POV:We see Tighty-Whitey lifts his fingers, his red marker stainsnow saturated with real blood.BACK TO SCENE:This time... it’s Skylar’s face that falls completely void ofall empathy as she makes her way to her feet.She steps closer to Tighty-Whitey, her attacker, his lungsfilling with blood, unable to breathe.Staring down at him, Skylar kicks him to the ground, thenkicks him again, rolling him over onto his back.ECU OF TIGHTY-WHITEY’S BLUE EYES, BEGGING FOR MERCY.ECU OF SKYLAR’S EYES THAT OFFER NONE.His hand slowly reaches for his phone, one last desperateattempt at survival, but...CRAAAAACK.With one bedazzled sneaker, Skylar steps on his fingers,Tighty-Whitey deeply pained internally, but eerily not makinga fucking sound.Lifting Tighty-Whitey’s UNLOCKED phone, Skylar RECORDS thisyoung man’s final social media upload, his last INSTA story,for all “The Disrupters” to see.IPHONE POV:Blood GURGLES and spits from Tighty-Whitey’s mouth, spewingfrom the “breathing holes” of his mask and down his neck.He does not cry.He does not groan.He only bleeds out, his body quaking... until every fiber ofhis being falls limp, surrendering to death.Skylar releases the RECORD button.The VIDEO ENDS. [close]where i cut it is actually a better ending than hers which continues to go onvideo games, gamergate, etc. never mentioned...JUST A DOXXING GANG RULED BY A MAN WHO WEARS TIGHTY-WHITES AND NOTHING ELSEBAIT AND SWITCH, I'M SUING, YOU'LL SEE MY LAWYER ZATTMURDOCK ESQ IN BIRD UP COURT!
IPHONE POV:Trembling with fear, Skylar begins to cry. This time though,she’s not pretending.SKYLAR’S POV:Holding his phone with his right hand, Tighty-Whitey suddenlyshoves his left hand into his underwear, lightly strokinghimself.Either he has trouble getting hard, or her fear is that muchof a turn on. Either way, it’s fucked up.
CAVEMAN DOUCHEI like redheads, you crazy bitch!SKYLARGreat! Then go find a ginger thatcan half-way tolerate your ass and -Leave me! The fuck! Alone!CAVEMAN DOUCHE(”light bulb” moment)You’re a lesbian, aren’t you?SKYLARSo what if I was?! Why would thatfucking matter?!49.CAVEMAN DOUCHE(with a laugh)It’d explain a lot, trust me!With that, the Queen inside Skylar’s metaphorical soul-castlecommands the archers to launch a wall of deadly arrows atthis Neanderthal.“DIE, MOTHER FUCKER!”SKYLARWhy can you not hear the word NO?!It’s fucking fascinating! You thinkyou’re so goddamn special that I -ONE, have to be a lesbian or, TWO,a man-hating feminist, or, THREE,have a boyfriend - in order to notregret the fact that I failed tothrow some Red-Dye-Number-Two in myfucking hair before I arrived inorder to fight for your fleetingattention! You can call me whateverthe fuck you want, project whateveryou need to in order to makeyourself feel better, but Time isUp, mother fucker! You can’t justclub me over the head and drag meback to your man-cave by my brownhair and have your way with me!Those days are fucking over! I knowit’s hard for you ass-wipes tograsp, I get why you cling soclosely to the comfort of denial,because, sure, biologicallyspeaking, yes, for centuries you’vehad the upper hand! You’re biggerthan I am! You’re stronger!Congratu-fuckin’-lations! But welive in a time that my biologydoesn’t matter anymore, because NOWmy fucking words matter! They carrylegal goddamn weight, asshole! Andright now, in this moment, my wordfor you is - NO!!!
Oddly... Caveman Douche remains calm, staring at Skylar witha smirk on his face, until---At whip-speed, he grabs Skylar throwing her over his shoulder50.Parading her around, like some prize he’s won at the countryfair.SKYLAR (CONT’D)WHAT THE FUCK?!!! LET ME GO!!!Her limbs flailing about, Skylar fights against this largeman as if being accosted.And that is precisely what is happening.CLOSE ON HER FACE, red from the exertion of her screaming,every fiber of her being willing it to STOP!It’s agonizing.Nauseating.Humiliating.For a grown, adult woman to be rendered so helpless.It’s meant to be a violent reminder that, no matter whatSkylar says, she’s still “only” a woman.WIDE ON - this establishment has morphed from mild curiosityto the age-old, bloodlust of a ROARING coliseum.[Also, I shit you not, this has actually happened to me.]SKYLAR’S POV:As if spinning on a manic turntable, Skylar suffers a barrageof MEN and WOMEN alike, screaming and cheering, all toopleased that the “buzz-kill” has finally been silenced, theholiday festivities back on track.SKYLAR (CONT’D)Put me down, you fuckingasshole!!!! Let me go, goddamnit!!!SPIN, SPIN, SPIN.We catch three glimpses of Tighty-Whitey in the “front row”with his phone held up. “Is he RECORDING VIDEO of this?!”Finally, her feet hit the ground again...BACK TO SCENE:Wasting no time, Skylar hits Caveman’s tree trunk arms againand again, but even with her brass knuckles, all he can do islaugh, as if they’re having a pillow fight.
Chilled against the cold, Skylar clicks back to her HOMESCREEN to check her missed iMessages, all from Andra.The frantic string of texts looks something like this:ANDRA (PREVIOUS TEXTS)Skylar!(TEXT)My brother just sent something tome asking if it was YOU! Check yourINSTA! His friend actually followsthose D-Bags!(TEXT)Are you okay?!(TEXT)Fucking call me! This shit iscrazy!!!(TEXT)Where the fuck are you?! Are youstill at the bar?!(TEXT)I don’t know what to do!!!!(TEXT)Call me please!!!(TEXT)Just tried you again!(TEXT)Should I call your mom? Thepolice?!(TEXT)I’m half way to Greenpoint withPeter and we’re stuck on the bridgeor I’d be on my way!!!!(TEXT)I’m so sorry I left you! I’m such adick!!!Dumbfounded, Skylar finds a DM from Andra in her INSTA, aFORWARDED VIDEO from “The Disrupters” INSTAGRAM STORY.CLICKING on it, to her surprise, Skylar finds a VIDEO OFHERSELF from no more than fifteen minutes ago.
“Who wants to pay some serious (Bitcoin symbol) to watch usRAPE the whore?! #FuckYouMeToo #TimesUpBitch #TheDisrupters”
Skylar CLICKS to the profile page, boasting over 87,000followers, the handle: “The_DISRUPT3RS_37”Her video has also just been posted there.Among the slew of immediate “Troll” comments:-“Love this! Just transferred you some coin!”-”You guys are the beeeeeeest! They keep deleting you, butyou keep on cumming back!”-”This shit is hilarious”-”#Disrupters4everrrr Pown the bitch”-”ROFL shes fucking spazzing out!”-”LOL Id totally hit it but shes not hot”
Clicking back to “The Disrupters” INSTA page, Skylar finds aNEW VIDEO POST.She CLICKS on it to discover a RECORDING of her talking tothe cops, from only a block away.The video’s caption reads, “Anyone know her name? Info? DM meor post in comments!”She scrolls down through the numerous comments beneath.The “conversation” has grown overwhelmingly long, the“Trolls” loving having a front row seat to Skylar beingstalked.And there, at the very bottom, one user named “@COWTIPPER42”has posted something beyond disturbing only five seconds ago.@COWTIPPER42 (PREVIOUS POST)I know this girl! She went to myhigh school! She’s always been awhore! Fucked the whole damnbaseball teamBeside herself, Skylar shakes her head from side to side.Then, a few more FRESH POSTS pop up right before her eyes,this “@COWTIPPER42” person online, right now, in real time.@COWTIPPER42 (POST) (CONT’D)Her name is Skylar London.(POST)Here’s her home address in Texas!(HER TEXAS HOME ADDRESS)FaceBook.(SKYLAR’S FACEBOOK LINK)Twitter.(SKYLAR’S TWITTER LINK)Insta.(SKYLAR’S INSTA LINK)HAVE AT HER BOYS!Again, the wind is knocked out of Skylar, sheer panicbuilding, but still, she doesn’t hesitate to immediately call“MOMMA.”RING, RING, RING.No answer.She tries again, her knee bobbing up and down, tears buildingin her eyes, but she fights them back.RING, RING, RING.No answer.“FUCK!”
Then... Skylar draws a breath, in horror, as the headlightscome upon SEVEN MEN, 20-ishIn the distance, dressed casually in jeans and t-shirts, butall wearing that same freaky little boy mask.Yup. Their ring leader, Tighty-Whitey, is there, raising hisphone at the approaching cab, hitting RECORD.TIGHTY-WHITEY’S POV THROUGH THE PEEPHOLES:His breath has quickened now, in anticipation.INHALE, EXHALE, INHALE, EXHALE, INHALE, EXHALE!We watch the cab coming closer, Skylar POUNDING on the plexiglass, her SCREAMING muffled inside the medallion.75.INSIDE THE CAB:Skylar’s survival instinct immediately kicks inFight or flight.She FLINGS OPEN the passenger side door...And, after only a moment’s hesitation, leaps from the movingcar - leaving her phone charging in the front seat.Ducking and rolling to her feet as best as she is able -scraping her nylon-knees BLOODY in the process - Skylar racesto the nearest set of stairs.The men pursue, all too delighted by the chase!The metal door of the stairwell is propped open by a heavy,wooden doorstopper.
POUND, POUND, POUND! Her sneakers smack against this elevatedslab of concrete as she runs as fast as she can toward whatlooks to be the top rung of a fire escape, butThis lone young man tackles her from behind, the two rollinga full yard from sheer momentum.Thankfully, Skylar lands on top, unleashing a few BRASSKNUCKLED BLOWS.BAM!In a fit of fury, Skylar unmasks him to unveil... he’s just apimple-faced teenager, no older than 16.His face is completely shattered from her brass knuckles,spitting up bits broken teeth and a ridiculous amount ofblood.His real likeness exposed, forced to gaze up at Skylar, humanto human, this young man falters with... shame.With one look, their eyes locked, these two experience aninstant, genuine, undeniable and unshakable pulse of sharedhumanity between them, their faces screaming, “How the fuckdid we get here?”Stunned, Skylar jumps off of him, QUICKLY LOCATING the nearbyfire escape.Just as she climbs on, Skylar watches as below77.EXT. MULTILEVEL PARKING GARAGE, STREET - SIMULTANEOUSLY-The rest of the young men explode from an exit door, streetlevel, Tighty-Whitey in the lead, no idea that all he has todo is... look up.INTERCUT BETWEEN STREET, FIRE ESCAPE AND ROOFTOP:With one nod, Tighty-Whitey commands the others to fan out,in all directions, to go and find their prey.Holding her breath, Skylar observes the group strategicallydisperse into the New York City streets.Back on the roof, his mask still off, our young man pulls hisphone from his small backpack and goes to a GROUP TEXT THREADthat’s been shared by “The Disrupters” all evening.The last message, clearly from the cabbieRANDOM NYC NUMBER (PREVIOUS TEXT)Got her in my cab. On my way. Youbetter have all my cash.He composes a text and sends.BUZZ, BUZZ. Tighty-Whitey has just gotten the text.Skylar watches from above as Tighty-Whitey pulls his phonefrom his satchel.TIGHTY-WHITEY’S POV:Lifting his cell, we see the text from a contact saved as“SHORTY.”SHORTY (TEXT)Got her on the roof.BACK TO SCENE:Without looking up, Tighty-Whitey doubles back, disappearingout of sight.As Skylar could not see what was on his phone, she simplywaits until he is gone, then begins to quietly descend thefire escape, slowly but surely, attempting not to make asound.EXT. MULTILEVEL PARKING GARAGE, ROOFTOP - 4 SOMETHING A.M.The roof door KICKS open - BOOM! - Tighty-Whitey stepping outonto the elevated slab of concrete.78.Scanning the rooftop, his eyes cloud with rage with no signof Skylar.The only other soul here is Shorty, sitting on the roof,still unmasked, bleeding profusely.Tighty-Whitey walks up to him, crouches down, and stares atthis kid for a long pause.He holds up his phone, showing Shorty his own text, right infront of his face-“Got her on the roof.”In an explosion of unbridled fury, Tighty-Whitey grabs thiskid by his hair, sweeping his arm at the empty roof as if tosay, “You do NOT have her on the mother fucking roof! Youfucking LIED to me!”It seems that Shorty wasn’t “ratting” Skylar out at all, butattempting to protect her by granting her more time.Tighty-Whitey pulls the kid’s head back harder.SHORTYI had to do it... It’s just...fucked up. How is this not fuckedup?Without pause, Tighty-Whitey rears back and... SMACKS thiskid’s skull against the concrete rooftop, his frame foldedforward, grossly contorted, broken and bleeding.
Sitting perfectly still, Skylar doesn’t move as we watchTighty-Whitey’s blurred frame come into focus as he finallyreaches her.Oddly, Tighty-Whitey takes a seat directly across from her.The two meet eyes for the very first time.83.-SKYLAR’S POV ON TIGHTY-WHITEY.-TIGHTY-WHITEY’S PEEPHOLE POV ON SKYLAR.-CLOSE UP on his hands calmly rested on his bare knees, redmarker stain still on his left fingers.-CLOSE UP on her hands calmly rested on her knees, brassknuckles crowned upon her fingers.-EXTREME CLOSE UP OF SKYLAR’S FACE.-EXTREME CLOSE UP OF TIGHTY-WHITEY’S MASK.It’s like a fucked up staring match.The kind of game we all played as children, where the personwho blinks loses.Sadly, in this case, if Skylar blinks first, she gets fuckingraped.Which is why Skylar is determined not to mother fuckingblink.
And just as the doors begin to close, we watch IN SLOW MOTIONas Skylar grabs the vertical handlebar next to her, loopsaround like a badass and launches onto the platform, justbefore the doors slide right in front of Tighty-Whitey’s“face.”INT. COLUMBUS CIRCLE STATION - 4 SOMETHING A.M. (CONTINUOUS)Tighty-Whitey presses his mask against the window of thetrain door.And for the first time, Skylar is able to really see THE BLUEOF HIS EYES, ICE-COLD in their violent stare.But...She gazes back.Like pure granite.Fearless and unshakable.A fucking mountain.Then---The train pulls away from the station, bringing Tighty-Whiteywith it.
TIGHTY-WHITEY’S IPHONE POV:Suddenly, we experience the ACTUAL VIDEO Tighty-Whitey iscapturing with his jostled phone as he runs--Showcasing the disturbing image of Skylar being chased, herlittle fairy wings flapping as she races, as if willing herto fly.But she cannot fly.Because, sadly, she’s not a fairy at all.She’s a human.Frail and finite.We watch as Tighty-Whitey gains on her and... he must havetackled her because all we see now is pure chaos.Then grass.But we can hear Skylar SCREAMING and KICKING and PUNCHING,causing Tighty-Whitey to87.SLAM! SLAM!! SLAM!!!We just barely catch sight of Skylar falling to the ground onher stomach, completely knocked off her axis.He must have smacked her really good across the face a fewtimes by the way she’s barely able to lift her head.The phone image lifts as Tighty-Whitey picks it up from thegrass.In the background, we can hear Skylar WEEPING uncontrollably.A horrifying sound.SKYLARPlease... Please... Don’t hurtme...The recording flips around, the video image filling with themask of Tighty-Whitey.He props the phone up against a tree, centering it on Skylarwho has just barely gotten on all fours, disoriented, shakingand SOBBING.BACK TO SCENE:We are now in front of Skylar, on all fours, her facebloodied from a busted lip, her right eye already swellingshut.Behind her, Tighty-Whitey slowly approaches.Step, step, step.SKYLAR (CONT’D)My mom... She’s sick... Please...Let me go...But just as Tighty-Whitey gets close enough, Skylar drops thefake sobbing act and swings her upper body around, launchinga powerful, brass-knuckled fist straight to his balls.As he falls to his knees, Skylar makes a break for it,running east againBut she can’t run very fast anymore, with a busted lip,swollen eye and what must be a twisted ankle.With one glance behind, it seems Tighty-Whitey is donemessing around with the “cat and mouse” game he’s enjoyed allevening88.He’s now CHASING her, as fast as his bruised balls willallow, cupping them with his left hand, recording her againwith his right.Coming upon the Meer, the murky pond eerily rippling in thedarkness, Skylar hides behind a small brick building housinglocked bathrooms.In an instant, she rips off her fairy wings, throws them tothe ground, and takes to tearing at the white and goldglittered nylon stretched around thick metal wiring.TIGHTY-WHITEY’S POV:Through his peepholes, Tighty-Whitey stumbles to the brickbathrooms and rounds the corner where Skylar is meant to be.But she isn’t there.BACK TO SCENE:Suddenly, a thick string of metal wiring is around his throatas Skylar chokes him from behind.Ripping and clawing at his neck, the young man falls back,throwing them both to the ground.Skylar holds on as hard as she can, uttering a PRIMORDIALSCREEEEEEAM, her knuckles turning white, veins bulging fromher forehead.But Tighty-Whitey is bigger than she is.Stronger.Purely biologically speaking, of course.And.Suddenly.She loses her grip.
IPHONE POV:Trembling with fear, Skylar begins to cry. This time though,she’s not pretending.SKYLAR’S POV:Holding his phone with his right hand, Tighty-Whitey suddenlyshoves his left hand into his underwear, lightly strokinghimself.Either he has trouble getting hard, or her fear is that muchof a turn on. Either way, it’s fucked up.BACK TO SCENE:Looking away from him, Skylar prepares for the inevitableWhen suddenly, she receives a facial of hot, red blood,pouring down all over her countenance.PAN UP to reveal---A sharp wooden spike protruding through Tighty-Whitey’s body,straight through his lungs.The stake then rips out again, spraying a larger fountain ofblood all over Skylar’s body.Tighty-Whitey falls to his knees, to reveal---Andra, holding up one of her “vampire hunter” stakes, nowcovered in blood.91.MASK PEEPHOLE POV:We see Tighty-Whitey lifts his fingers, his red marker stainsnow saturated with real blood.BACK TO SCENE:This time... it’s Skylar’s face that falls completely void ofall empathy as she makes her way to her feet.She steps closer to Tighty-Whitey, her attacker, his lungsfilling with blood, unable to breathe.Staring down at him, Skylar kicks him to the ground, thenkicks him again, rolling him over onto his back.ECU OF TIGHTY-WHITEY’S BLUE EYES, BEGGING FOR MERCY.ECU OF SKYLAR’S EYES THAT OFFER NONE.His hand slowly reaches for his phone, one last desperateattempt at survival, but...CRAAAAACK.With one bedazzled sneaker, Skylar steps on his fingers,Tighty-Whitey deeply pained internally, but eerily not makinga fucking sound.Lifting Tighty-Whitey’s UNLOCKED phone, Skylar RECORDS thisyoung man’s final social media upload, his last INSTA story,for all “The Disrupters” to see.IPHONE POV:Blood GURGLES and spits from Tighty-Whitey’s mouth, spewingfrom the “breathing holes” of his mask and down his neck.He does not cry.He does not groan.He only bleeds out, his body quaking... until every fiber ofhis being falls limp, surrendering to death.Skylar releases the RECORD button.The VIDEO ENDS.
Yeah but in transformers Markus E Mark isnt rubbing his crotch on a clearly u derage bicycle girl screaming 'eeeyaaaaaah' in anime voice
(at around 49 mins) Shane says that the Romeo and Juliet law protecting his and Tessa's relationship states that they can be together as they were already together when Shane was a minor. This is only partially correct. Shane has a legitimate defense against "Sexual Assault" (Sec. 22.011) as Tessa has consented and is over the age of 17, and when they were dating when he was 17 and she was 14 there is an age difference of less than three years (provided Tessa turns 15 before Shane turns 18). However, the issue of their age difference, consent, prior relationship, and Tessa being 17 only applies to the crime of Sexual Assault. Romeo and Juliet laws do not protect him from the crime of "Sexual Performance by a Child" (Sec. 43.25) for engaging in "sexual contact, actual or simulated sexual intercourse" with Tessa. Here the relevant age to engage in sexual conduct is 18 (she is 17), and the difference in age must be less than 2 years (there's 3) for a legitimate defense against the crime.
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Enough with the chinese cartoons. Back to BBW
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