Brazilians are the best latinx
This works in real life also
>kemonos and hot anthros get posted on /anthro/
<leaky ((( soitroons ))) want it to be removed
>Soyjaks gets removed from /anthro/ instead now
<((( soicucks ))) argue why their UNFUNNY non-anthro “memes” don’t belong in the anthro board
TSD is happening. God I fucking love jannies. Thank you so much Floof!
I play around with AIslop, specifically Stable Diffusion. I have attempted to make a LoRA file for a certain focks character.
I am dissatisfied with the results, to put it mildly. You might even recognize her.
I am using Automatic1111 and Stable Diffusion 1.5. I trained the LoRA file with kohya_ss. Source images came from the places you'd expect.
I have access to SwarmUI with SDXL, Flux DEV, and 3.5 available on the back end, but I don't know whether any of the tools I have can make a LoRA for any of those. And the quality of what I get from them is very disappointing, given how much newer they are than 1.5.
Does anyone else around here mess around with image generation?
Post anthro related soyjaks
I want to have sex with this thing
I get it, the dream of being able to manifest an image depicting a scene only by describing it in enough detail. Generative AI. I'm referring to Generative AI.
If this dream were made a reality through brain-interfacing technology, I wonder how many of the anti-AI people would be upset by it or against it in some way.
Drawing sucks, I hate it. Maybe that's because I'm shit at it and refuse to formally "study" and "practise" it, maybe that feeling never goes away for some artists.
I'm sick of edgy sites going nuclear on every pedo joke imaginable. Like they can't distinguish between 'CLICK FOR CP (is a youtube link to the rickroll that obviously wasn't going to be 'P on the clearweb 'tube)' and 'I LOVE CP (which is a classic example of plausible deniability that could be subliminally normalizing it or 'I was only PRETENDING to be retarded' type shit). Like I don't get why edgy sites have become so woke and trigger-happy to where the only place you can make a joke that would fly on the classic 4chan /b/ is an actual middle eastern pedo shithole. This video aged like milk when people have too many forbidden subjects of comedy (ev&doe people like Tom Lehrer and Tommy Cooper are based and there's a slippery slope if edgy sites start banning certain categories of jokes when there's an obvious punchline or joke rather than a confession hid as humor):
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=knIroVvPZU4
The only rebuttal I can think of is that pulling the bait and switch could lead an actual pedo to post actual CP instead of a bait-and-switch, but so can calling pedos retards o algo, so I don't feel like I should be held responsible for how others interact with or perceive me because that's like 4cuck banning people who called a rule-breaking thread on /v/ garbage and saged.
And yes, it's poor-taste, but so is racism and Soyjak humor in general, and it's not like these sites are genuine recovery group therapy circles for survivors of child sexual abuse, so why is it 'insensitive' when the site is already absurdist and mean-spirited? Like no, I don't want Foodism 2.0, but I don't want butthurt jannies getting increasingly butthurt about obvious humor that is NOT a stealth confession.
Why is this it/she/they lowkey spittin
>Go to a sfw furry website/discord server/social media community
>Could be as "safe for work" as possible. The mods could ban anything even SLIGHTLY suggestive
>You still feel the radiating sense that people are disgusting porn addicted degenerates
I just want to like cute animals with human personalities and characteristics. Why did porn addicts have to overrun this fandom. It will literally never be normal because of it
/b/ is the /b/oo/b/ /b/oar\d\
These shartycucks got so pissed at my truth nuke lmao.
Soijaks do not belong in /anthro/. This is a furry website, not a soijak one.
>B-b-b-b-but where can I post my shitty wojaks?
You can post it on /b/ anytime
>you will never be dutch oven'd by Nekotsuki
>Soijaks do not belong in /anthro/. This is a furry website, not a soijak one.
>>B-b-b-b-but where can I post my shitty wojaks?
>You can post it on /b/ anytime
Post here nyaggers you like
>I dunno I don’t make the rules. I’m sure you’d get treated nicer if you were less ant-ACK!
Site is locked so no one can object to me posting suggestive Undyne pics
They're anthropomorphising things beyond our comprehension
why do they specify that it's french onion dip when it's the only type of onion dip?
also why don't other countries have their own onion dip recipes?
If i were the ruler of the world, i would not allow anyone to have sex ever again
Are trannies really bad? I honestly don’t mind them as long as they don’t completely shove their genders down my throat
what it feels like to have a gigantic penis and be extremely good looking but the only kinds of girls you are interested in dont exist yet
Does this name imply its straight to fuck post op trannys?
I got something BIG cooking 🍳🔥
played fistful of frags for the first time in quite a while
good videogame
Anyone else feel like there's a big "no fun allowed" movement subconsciously being pushed by a lot of people nowadays
They always keep repeating shit like "waaaaa waaaaaa no alcohol, no cigarettes, no junk food, that's like soooo bad for you"
Like nigga, can you please shut up. Not a single soul cared about this shit up until a few decades ago
Anthro.foo please unban India. It's is a very racist and discrimatory practise to ban India
There's a brothel nearby and I smell good meat but my dad left me here to watch his stuff. I'm thinking I'm just gonna have to abandon post. Sorry Dad.
lonely man transforms into a woman and immediately whores himself out
rule 2 bans (among other things) "porn" and "overly fetishistic media". can plain text (not ascii art or such, obviously) constitute porn or overly fetishistic media? if so, where is the line drawn? as in, there's a difference between "oughh i'd put my peanits in her" and intensely detailed sex roleplay, but obviously there's stuff between those two extremes and if some of it is banned there must be somecrossing over point from allowed typefucking to disallowed typefucking
Kendrick just opened his mouth, someone go hand him a grammy right now
Purrgem, are you Slvt4BIBISI from the soisphere?
Mandatory ID verification for using the internet is a good thing because it will drastically reduce the number of retards at the internet. Especially minors.
What does the 'foo think of Ruben Sim?
I have finally played enough doom mods for Elegg to appear to me in a dream
ITT: we post fresh gemeralds from the shitty’s /qa/! This is a thread where /qa/ refugees can post their “forced troonslop” here!
GEMS INCLUDE:
>/fpe/ - Fundamental Paper Education
>/fnf/ - Friday Night Funkin’
>/tm/ - Terrible Mouse
>/mlp/ - My Little Pony
>/hs/ - HOMESTUCK
>/th/ - Touhou
>/sp/ - Sprunki
>/md/ - Murder Drones
>/av/ - Averi Fiddleafox
>/nv/ - Nuvariants
And many others!
RULES:
<no soijaks (unless it’s nuvariants like lennonjak/vlodson)
<no other shitty culture
<no leaking at gems
<no leaky nusois
<posts must be niche
<no nulees
<no unwanted spam
<no saging
<have fun
Feel free to ask questions or blogpost here if you want! Don't like this thread? Then KISS MY ASS NIGGER
Incest is hot and it makes me hard
why aren't you using debian 13?
>fuggen Jerdee ar gunurs
>fuggen shemee ar trunslap luvurs
>fuggen fudest ar husteyel coz Dey stel mi fud
>fuggen brunegeers ar pados coz dey lek nutzee truhnamay
>fuggen curd ar grumurs coz der forums ar bedah den mine
>fuggen Xeter ar of-siders coz Dey wiz stelen mi soijeks
>fuggen fu’ee are zoofeyels coz Dey lek and’ros
Thread about ZZZ, the game, the lore, the characters, etc.
Post fundamental paper education gems
theyre not real btvv youre an adult nyagga get a grip
>go to artist's profile
>"please don't draw NSFW of my OCs" in bio
>their media tab consists entirely of drawings depicting their OCs in bikinis, aprons and other coomer meme clothing
What is their problem? How do we cure this?
>The opening of the Epstein File Ark of the Covenant blinds nobody in a world scorched by the merciless sun of a post-truth internet. The statistical possibility of a foreign government cooperating with federal agencies to help find toddlers for billionaires to facefuck doesn't matter as much to the average shitposter as the potential reality of the fall guy having dropped multiple hard-Rs in a COD Black Ops II lobby.
>Truthfully, human beings aren't wired to give a shit about what's happening outside of a 25 mile radius of their existence. The idea of something happening somewhere bothers us because when an event is depicted verbally or through media, it creates a bubble reality inside of our minds where we're forced to comprehend truths about the world which we are too small to fully comprehend. If you are brave enough to accept an uncomfortable truth, yet powerless to do anything to stop it, then you risk succumbing to the trauma of powerlessness.
>The psychological band-aid to this trauma manifests through symbolic acts. Somewhere across this nation, there are thousands of men in sunglasses wearing t-shirts that say Kill Your Local Pedophile who ideate in violent retributional fantasies while never being willing to overthrow the federal government or even simply stop paying money to streaming services so they and their family can watch movies and TV shows made by pedophiles.
>Somewhere across this nation, a waitress, a gas station clerk, a car mechanic, and an office worker will all scoff and make a derisive comment about pedophile bankers running the world while each of them would shamefully stay quiet about witnessing a rape if a mere five figure sum were presented to them.
>Somewhere in America's heartland, a staunch principled couple will lambast the pedo degenerates in office and proclaim that our nation must be cleansed in blood, yet as soon as they hear of their niece getting molested by an older sibling, the victim will be shunned for attempting to destroy the family by piercing a bubble of denial.
>The root cause of Nothing Ever Happens comes from this mechanism of verbal condemnation. All that needs to be done is simply hear and repeat the mantra: "Pedophile bankers run the world"
>Say it over and over again while doing absolutely nothing about it until it becomes a fact of life. It doesn't even matter if it's happening, what matters is that you said "fuck you" and killed a guy in your imagination and now you can carry on. As long as it doesn't affect your life. As long as it doesn't happen to you or your family.
>What's exceptionally intriguing and worrying is the possibility that the peasant class' hypocrisy being unveiled may simply result in a mass distillation of taboo towards accepted discomforting transgression. The concept of a pedophile in power once held a damning suicide-inducing connotation, a crime so reviled that its unveiling could be used to threaten and control a figurehead forever. It's quite possible that within your lifetime a sitting US senator will parade around a harem of his teenage catamites, one for each day of the week, and your normie coworker peers will do nothing more than smirk and shrug like an Ancient Roman plebeian.
>The end-state of this potential reality of indifferent uncomfortable acceptance of status quo would be a return to Babylon. A mathematical sharpening of the public conscious' tolerance thresholds for how many children are allowed to be sacrificed by consenting parents in exchange for stability and prosperity. Kevin Spacey gets to fuck three busboys a year in exchange for at least one film every two years. It would be the final curtain left to rip off the diorama Sodom and Gomorrah waiting emerge from their shattering salt pillars.
>Jeffrey Epstein is now whoever you want him to be. He will be the poster on the corkboard for the one thousand knife stabs you need to get out of your system when the world feels a little too real. Then you can print out another face and tape it to the avatar of hedonism that did everything you wanted to do when you were 14. He was a Mossad agent. He was a gamer. He was a pedophile. He lurked 4chan. He committed suicide. He was assassinated. He played a prank on Elon Musk. He has video tapes of Bill Gates. He slaughtered children inside of a cube. He hired teenagers to be housemaids. He conspired against Donald Trump's presidency. He was Donald Trump's best friend. He was a James Bond villain on his own island. He jerked off to snuff films. Him and Ghislaine were ride or die. His island has a baby-sized incinerator. He was a monster. He was a fall guy.
>Jeffrey Epstein is now whatever you want him to be.
>start using anti-telemetry firefox fork waterfox
>suddenly sharty won't connect
Thats not suspicious
>six seeeeeven
>mustaaaaaaaaaaaard
Isn’t softpore corn allowed in this website?
which one of you is this?
babymaking sex with anthros
do you ever just start thinking about everything you've ever done wrong
Do you think xe uses this website?
We are Purrgem, we carry the flame
HMOFA, AMOFH, HMOMA, and HFOFA are all absolutely disgusting, degenerate, and are some of the most Jewish kike things that can possibly exist and no amount of denial can change that
Out of any other website/board, this furfag website had to come from the sharty despite the fact they are blatantly hostile against furries. Why did you nyaggas have to choose that shithole anyways?
>The soy/pol/ """gemboy""" spammer finally gets banned from the shardee
>Xhe immediately goes (back) to the anfoo
OhNoNoNoNoNoNoNoNoNoNo, nufurcacas, What is this? GEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEG
>Notice the rise in gooferism on this site as soon as this softcore porn thread appeared.
I was going to post it on anthro but realized it would be better placed on /b/.
I can't post it on pastebin since it's a bitch about the word 'sex' and AO3 is pending my invite.
Let me start out by saying I am not a writer so there's going to be grammar errors her and there.
So here it is.
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The Martian horizon reflected against my helmet as I walked through the service tunnel towards my destination. "Alright rookie here she is!" I presented. "The pride and joy of Mars Sec R&D military deterrent!"
A young man with a polish flag on the shoulder his space suit, took his step down the stairs leading from the tunnel. He looked up and was blown away at the massive sixty-foot tall, mounted plasma canon stood in the center of the Martian military complex.
"This behemoth is called the BFG 20K." I explained. "However, we're still fighting rights to that name since Phobos Aerospace insists that they came up with it first. Those guys are just upset that we're getting more funding." I snickered.
The new mechanic finally broke his gaze from the gun and asked “Has it ever been test fired before Russell?"
Seeing the look at his face, it's obvious he's trying to contain his excitement.
"Once every ten years, after we get through the inspection of course." As we began making our way down to the lower sections on the catwalk. "The head honchos has to make sure the BFG isn't going to risk a misfire turning mars station into a crater or accidentally turn earth into the second sun."
I vocalized ominously. "And last I heard Mars Sec had failed an inspection one time ended up with a Earth Federation firing over half of the mars staff over a loose wire."
The rookie’s face looked grim as if. Seems to me he wasn’t aware of how strict earth command can be.
I tapped my knuckles on his helmet "But hey look on the bright side, we got one year to go before the big day." I joked. "And don't worry if we fail this year’s inspection you'll hold off the inspector while the engineer team makes a run for it won't you?"
He gave a nervous chuckle.
I opened the toolbox and pulled out my only trusty companion. A five-foot-long silver steel torch wrench I named Ol'Sparky. "Okay rookie." I held the wrench in my arms. “Today is the day you get your name back."
"Right now we’re going to che-" But before I could even begin his rite of passage, my wrist mounted PDA began blaring an priority-one message. I stopped my hand just mere inches away from handing over my wrench and checked the message.
=Priority-One Message From Commander Wilford Blackthorne=
Oh great. Of all the bad timings he just had to show up. I tapped the message icon to see what this befuddlement of a commander wants this time.
Russel! Drop whatever you're doing and get your grimy ass to Communication Center Hub a.s.a.p! This is a huge discovery, and probably bigger than BFG Twenty Thousand.
-Commander Blackthorne
An exasperated sigh had found its way out of my lungs.
"Sorry rookie, commanders orders." I dropped Ol'Sparky back in my tool bag. The young man's face was mixture of pure disappointment. As I finished securing my tool and slumped the strap over my back.
"Hey don't let it get you down. Head over to Maintenance Sector 4 and tell them to finish up checking up for us." Before I walked out I turned to him and gave him the good news "Oh and take the day off too. I heard the tourist district is throwing something big over there.”
The polish guy still upset over this gave an awkward salute before leaving.
It didn’t take me long to reach the Comm station thanks to the shortcuts I memorized.
Stepping to the large door. I swiped my ID card , followed by the hiss of the electric metal doors slid apart signaling my arrival to the crew
In the middle of the large room was a circular computer desk where Blackthorne was sitting at. "Ah Russel you're a bit late." He turned his chair to greet me until he saw my tool bag. "Why'd you bring the bag for?"
Before I even had the chance to explain, he put his hand up. "You know what never mind, just listen." He spoke anticipating my reaction. "You're not going to believe this, our radar team had actually found signs of other life forms!"
Other lifeforms he said. Oh now. "Sir the it’s probably another one of Deimos outpost elaborate UFO prank." I cautioned “I mean it's not like we didn't have our fair share of laughs. Until one of the top brass from Earth Federation saw the juvenile painting and nearly cut our fundings for both parties.”
The commander waved his hand dismissing my skepticism. "Oh god please don't say that Russel, this one is the real deal." He spoke with glee. "In fact, there's an unidentified space vessel on right now requesting us to talk."
Hate to admit it but, he managed to pique my interest. I mean if what he says it’s true we could probably get a huge bonus for this.
"Sergeant Emile! Open the channel!" Blackthorne authorized.
From the lower part of the of the room a female comms officer responded. “Affirmative commander. Screen will be up in three...two...one.!"
The main view screen flickered to life and on the screen. On the display were anthro fox women all wearing military uniforms. Their sophisticated clothing had tails holes poking out of them. Each of them was a variant sub species of the fox family.
There was a red fox lady in a white lab coat talking with arctic foxes. Fennec fox women with large ears waving at us.
In fact, there were a couple of other fox species I don't even recognize all working in the bridge.
But the real star of the attraction was a tall auburn fox woman standing in the center of the bridge. She had an hourglass figure which reminded me of a pin up models you'd see on the calendars. She wore an open black commander coat with a golden paw print on a red sash on her left shoulder. She gave a bold smile on the transmission screen.
"Greetings terrans!" She spoke with a hospitable tone. "My name is Lyra Vespera, second daughter of the supreme leader on the planet Kyubi planet." She gave a gracious bow. "I am captain of this vessel known as the Velvet Skyline, it’s a pleasure to meet you
I was utterly speechless. Was I dreaming, is this another elaborate prank from Deimos again? I rubbed my eyes to confirm it. And still the screen was displaying the fox crew. My god this is happening.
I turned to my left and only to see Blackthorne eyes glued to the screen. He seemed a little too focused until I followed his eyes and noticed he was staring right at her cleavage.
Oh god dammit.
Blackthorne finally spoke but his eyes were not attempting to meet Lyra's. "The pleasure is all mines captain Lyra. I am commander Wilford Blackthorne and I'm in charge of this military outpost on this known as Mars." He cleared his throat. "So, what brings you to our red planet today?"
"We have been observing your species for quite some time.” She stated, "In fact our scouts have been impressed on how far your civilized planet has come.” She paused “However, we have learned that your race has suffered from a terrible war within your planet over lack of resources causing your population to drop.”
Lyra's ears twitched as she paced around the bridge. "Needless to say, our population has been facing the same issue as well but, thanks to our researchers back on our home planet."
She stopped while keeping eye contact. "We have decided launch a diplomatic mission to offer an inter-species mating program that would not only help with the declining birthrates but to establish cultural and genetic diversity between the two." She nearly lost her composure from the sentence.
The commander was leaning out of his chair, clearly letting his lower half take over his brain. "Mating program you say? Absolutely!" He quickly turned to the left, where sergeant Emile was sitting. "Tell the docking crew to ready Bay 3 immediately. I want to make sure captain Lyra and her crew feels welcomed."
Blackthorne stood up adjusting his collar before finally taking one last look at the screen. "Oh and captain Lyra I would personally like to invite you to my living quarters. After you get settled in of course. I would love discuss this program privately" Not even trying to hide his lascivious intent.
Lyra, oblivious to the commanders intentions was just about to accept his proposal until I had decided to speak some sense.
"Hold on just one goddamn minute commander! Emilie cancel that request!"
The commander slowly turned towards me with disdain.
"Russel what is it this time?" He scorned
"Commander with all due respect, we’re already breaking the rules?" I spat "We just found an intergalactic life form, and you want to bring them on this station?"
"And your point"
"My point is!" I blurted out. "Didn't you read the section on encountering xeno from Earth Federation handbook? We need to stick to the protocol they gave us!"
Blackthorne just glared at me as if he made the biggest mistake of calling me in. "Russel quit being such a boy scout." He turned back to the main screen completely ignoring me. "Besides this station could use a little more excitement, I'm sure Earth Federation wouldn't mind if we conducted our own research."
Irritated by this man's remark I began to lay into him. "What's so exciting about bringing an unknown alien species into our sterile environment!" I explained Blackthorne. "Think commander, we don't know if they’re carrying viral pathogens from other planets. The whole station would have to be quarantined!” I stepped in front of his view. “What would we do if there was an outbreak of space aids on here?”
The commander just waved his hand dismissing my concerns "Yea, yea, sure whatever Russel I'll ask the medical team to stuff you in a sterilized glass tube or something."
Lyra who was on screen, seemed like she understood my frenzied rant. Raised her hand up. "Um, Russel was it?" I turned towards the main screen. "While I am sympathetic to your intentions to follow protocol."
She paused trying to come up with a proper response. "Our medical staff has worked tirelessly to conclude a that terrans are ninety-nine-point nine percent compatible with our DNA." Lyra placed her hands on her hips. “So you have nothing to worry about.”
I folded my arms and grimaced at the screen. "Oh really, so what about that one percent Lyra or let me guess." My skepticism finally kicked in. "That one percent must've been some fucked up cross breed abomination. Sorry but we’re not interested in raising mutant fox babies with a walking biohazard, xeno freak!”
That sentence alone must've felt like a bullet to her. Lyra's demeanor had cracked. I heard an auditable gasp from the crew on screen and in the background a red fox in a lab coat had uttered "Here we go..."
Lyra was visibly seething from that statement. Her ears were folded back and gritted her teeth. "You...you..." As she was trying to come up with a retort. I felt something grabbing my collar.
It was Blackthorne realizing that I was torpedoing his chances of getting some intergalactic snatch yelling at my face
"Russel! What the actual fuck are you doing!" He hissed
I shoved him off.
"What I'm doing is making sure we don't all end up fired, Wilford!"
Sure, I might've gone too far with my insult, but I was not about to lose my job because this man let his pants turned this station into a nursery.
"You keep your mouth shut grease monkey! Or else you'll end up losing something more than your job!" He spat back.
Blackthorne turned back towards the screen. "Captain Lyra, I am so sorry. Please don't mind our mechanic. In fact, I would like to apologize on his behalf, you see..." He gestured a finger at me. "He's been single on this station for far too long, it’s completely made him frustrated. He even started to name his tools like they were people.” He gave a forced smile to Lyra "Did I mention you are looking lovely today?"
I could feel my veins popping out of my skull. I didn’t mind the single part but he’s wen he’s trying to paint me like I was mentally unstable that had struck my pride.
"Frustrated? Me!” I exploded at the commander. "I'm single because I value safety over trying to get laid on this death trap of station." I pointed a finger at him and blurted out. "Speaking of which. I heard from the inspection crew that they found a pair of panties that were reported stolen underneath your desk in your living quarters!"
A female comms officer from the back had shrieked "Wait! What!"
His face was turning darker than the rocky terrain of mars from his darkest secret being announced to the entire room. On the screen a couple of fox women had begun a murmur about the perverted commander. Even Lyra had a judgmental look on her face.
"Th-Th-That's A Lie!" Blackthorne spouted while attempting to salvage the situation. "I'll have you demoted and transferred to that clown of the planet Deimos”
Without even realizing it I had found myself reaching into my tool bag and pulled out Ol'Sparky and brandished it like a club. "Try it Wilford, I'll be sure to tell them about how I saved the earth by denting in your skull!"
Lyra had finally had enough from watching this. "Gentlemen please, we have come here for a diplomatic mission!” She tried to insert herself into this argument.
The commander on the other hand took my threat as an roadblock for intergalactic lovemaking scoffed at my weapon of choice. Pushed a button under his desk and out came a secret compartment drawer with two very large pistols
Except he wasn't reaching for them. Instead, he stuck his hand into the box and pulled out a large carbon fibered power fist then placed his right hand into it.
"Oh so you're looking to throw down? Is that it Russel." He raised his fist up causing the gloves hydraulics to spring to life. "Fine. I'll beat the living hell out that you’re going to need a disability bot to even stand fit for trial!”
On the screen Lyra had thrown her hands up in disbelief. Totally stunned over how two human males are about to fight over a mating program. Clearly it seems like the researchers have painted a false image over how civilized an average human being is like.
"Blackthorne! Russel! This is an utterly pointless argument, can we please just calm ourselves and talk things out?”
None of us were even listening to her, right now we were daring each other to make the first move.
"What's the matter Wilford, I thought you wanted to impress your new friends, you panty thieving xenophilic degenerate!”
"You think I'm scared of that oversized toy you damn neanderthal." And in hormone induced fury he shouted, "Get That Damn Thing Out Of My Sight!"
On the lower far right of the room next to the window sat Sergent First Class Anderson. Unbeknownst to our little spat about space fox copulation. He had tuned out our argument while reading the diagnostics on the BFG 20K
The only thing that he heard was the horny rage from the commander shouting "Get That Damn Thing Out Of My Sight!" Anderson looked up and saw the Velvet Skyline on the screen then right off the bat he connected the dots.
"Affirmative commander, consider that damn thing out of sight and out of mind!”
He slammed his fist down on the fire button.
The stations AI announcer had echoed through the station.
"Attention! The Bio Fusion Generator has locked on to an unidentified target! All Martian personnel brace for recoil. The Bio Fusion Generator will fire in t-minus ten seconds!”
My blood ran cold. The commander’s face petrified from the alarm system blaring.
We both dropped our weapons and shouted “No!” in unison and leaped over the railing to where Anderson was at.
Like frantic drug addicts. We began to type furiously on his console trying to abort the discharged.
But it was too late. There was a loud whirring from the horizon. Causing the whole room to vibrate, knocking over anything that wasn’t nailed down and finally an earth shattering roar had followed.
Lyra on the screen, her ears folded back from the noise. "I-Is everything alright over there? What was that noise?" Her voice was quavering unaware of the speeding mini green sun heading towards her ship.
Her second in command shot up abruptly. "Captain! An unknown energy source has been detected! I-it's moving at us with an impossible speed!"
Before Lyra could issue a command. The screen went static, followed by a loud explosion. Everybody in the communication room had gazed through the glass window.
A beautiful yet horrifying lightshow of a exploding green sparks danced over the thermosphere of mars. The Bio Fusion Generator Twenty Thousand had finally found its first live target in eight decades. The Velvet Skyline had been reduced to nothing more but raining scrap parts.
The commander who was standing beside me had slumped to his knees. His mouth was wide open, but no sound could be heard.
What followed next was transmission of panicked calls from the various stations.
"Mars this is Phobos! What The Hell! That blast had completely fried out our long range radars! Explain yourselves NOW!"
"Deimos here! Guys! We said we won’t do any more UFO pranks? Have mars finally lost it? Someone answer us!”
"Attention Mars Sec R&D. This is Earth Federation general. You have just violated article 404 (c) 1. You had better give us a damn good reason we shouldn't have you all arrested.”
And before the commander could muster up a sentence or explanation a new call had brute forced it's way in. On the screen were a handful of survivors of the Velvet Skyline, all huddled together in a lifeboat.
Over the sounds of angry sobbing was a fennec woman issuing out celestial coordinates. “Repeat the coordinates are…”
At first I thought she was putting on a request for a rescue but, then I the dread hits me when I recognized some of the numbers.
Those were the home addresses that lead directly to Mars itself.
"Terrans!" she shouted "You have killed our sisters and the daughter of the Vulpine empire for that our planet has declared war on your pathetic race! Expect enslavement or genocide, we haven't decided on which will be more satisfying!" She concluded. "We will finish what your collapsing birthrate has started!"
With that the transmission ends, and the lifeboat had warped into the cosmos. Thus began the great Furry War of 2177.
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Feel free to make fun of it or whatever, I'm never going to write ever again.
breeading HOT furry women with my TINY human penis
Is liking femboys really gay?
You people have been slowly adopting my posting style and I find it really disgusting and upsetting. Fuck off.
All of us are better off dead
>My wife Soytan's the only one beside me.
>My tiny cock's the only thing I'm beating.
>Sometimes I wish I was a real woman.
>'til then I goon alone.
it's really attractive to me when minority girls talk about loving white men
Mosquito season never ended where I live.
Posting at 4chan nowadays is impossible with its new bullshit catcha system.
All I wanted was to play video games in peace without Jews ruining them. Therefore it's Jews' fault that I am now "antisemitic".
Kevin... he had a point... i get it now...
>nobody looks like that, take your meds. have you ever seen someone who looked like that? nobody does. you're insane. furries were debunked by politifact you regressive science denying piss baby FLUFF.
Mods, pls stop removing some of the files on the Twerkout thread, this is /b/ for god’s sake! Also all the women showing their booties are clothed but tagged with spoiler anyways
the cat on the right is suffocating, the flower decoration is pushing on his throat. die cat! die for the amusement of your owner. the one on the left is still struggling, he will not give up his life so easily, he detests his brother for his weakness in the face of death.
this website has become shit because um uh um i dont like it
Do you draw your heads like this?
Do you guys drink water over other drinks?
Who tf paid this twitter account to post this?
Where are all the irl phat goth girls at?
IM HERE TOO also where the fluff are the UK femboys lemme stalk them IRL from above inb4 furrorists wont do shit
Staying away from most modern online communities (especially social media, forums and 4chan-style imageboards) feels so good for my mental health. But at the same time it feels so lonely. My problem isn't with normies only but with self-proclaimed geeks, otaku, social outcasts etc that have been so toxic and obsessed with politics and stupid dramas from early - mid 2010s and after. And talking with them is often like talking with robots. And we got to the point that even AI bots talk, feel and behave more human-like than actual human. Which is why I laugh with people that act paranoid about Ai technology "replacing human".
Does anybody still have that "Joe Biden if he wasn't fucking around" image?
Also requesting the 'No niggers zone' video.
Couldn't sleep. One of these days, I'm going to go to bed and instead of passing out for 16 hours, I'm just going to die.
Blud thinks she's in Vietnam 💀🌴
anthro or nah?
i like them
Is there a booru for this website?
What does the ‘foo think about Fundamental paper education
1. Soycucks
Unfunny kids that complain about anything
2. Minors
you must be at least 18+ to be here
3. Normies (sometimes)
same as soycucks
4. Anti-Furries
Self-Explanatory
4. Anime haters
Majority of this site likes anime (especially kemonos)
5. faggots
this is a fag-free zone
6. Hardcore Corn
Hot furry chicks are always allowed, but we recommend keeping them clothed still
we post hot furries here
7. Fetishists
__they are too disgusting, we do not need inflationfags, diaperfags, fatfags (sometimes), etc.)
8. Politics
this is not /pol/ for furries, we may allow edgy humor and all but most political shit shouldn't be interfering
9. Autists (sometimes)
some are cool, but some others are just faggy retards
Been to the gym for 2 years (started when I was 17), made some good progress so far but I feel like it’s not enough. How do I gain more glutes & thighs while I keep a slim waist? Also I’m 5’1 so is that average or slightly short for a woman? my 16 yr old “little” brother said that I was a midget just because I’m below his chin for some reason (he’s 5’8). I might need more help for my gym transitioning goals, any advice?
Why doesn't the 'foo have any writerGODS? /CFA/ was full of them
Why doesn't the 'foo have any writerGODS? /CFA/ was full of them
What resolutions are you guys doing for the new year
1488 GET on my CO2 reading.
I'm really attracted to hot girls that are nice and agree with me
I hate modern internet. It's so boring and shitty that it makes me use it less and less (except for basic use like paying my bills, checking info and reading manga online). And I hate 2010s and 2020s. I miss the '90s and 2000s.
What type of people should move to anthro.foo so it can be better and what type of people shouldn’t go to anthro.foo so doesn’t turn into coal
I really don’t care about them that much tbh
What anime does the foo like? I'm bored and need something to watch.
Am I paranoid for trying to avoid having any online presence besides stuff like YouTube comments and discord chatting (if they count as online presence) and wanting to have my small blog and YT channel as my only online presence? I even avoid sharing my discord ID left and right because of stalkers, doxxers, spammers, harassers, trolls etc.
Keep in mind that I used to be regular, active member at many different forums, social media, sites etc but I gave up with them since it's so fucking tiresome and meaningless, especially with the current state of the internet.
Ever seen birds without their beaks?
Have you ever seen a white girl twerk?
I lied in bed for 5 hours and didn't fall asleep. I'm so high-strung and emotional that I think I'll have a heart attack and die long before I'll have to worry about calling it quits and killing myself while I'm still ahead.
END OF BLOGPOST.
Collapsing from exhaustion is so kino. So is collapsing from blood loss. It's because the body is the first to give out.
It is an undisputed TRVTHNVKE that Rajirra is a slut for black men and is built for black men ONLY
Not even 10 years ago i used to be able to get a screen protector or a phone case on Ebay for under a dollar, now you can't buy shit without like five dollars at least
One thing I hate with all these "support real artists" fags is that almost none of them draw 100% in hand and they either draw 100% in computer or they only draw in hand and then do the coloring in computer. And many of these fags who parrot the "support real artists" crap don't even draw themselves, therefore they can't speak on behalf of artists.
Bitches be like "I gave up social media" while they still use reddit and YouTube as their social media.
Every time my parents watch the news or talk shows at tv I get pissed off with the bullshit they say at tv. That's why I never watch tv myself and I avoid reading thr news.
Christcuck.foo immigrants
Wow! Some people suddenly pretend to hate Donkey Kong's look and personality he's been having since Donkey Kong Country just to defend his new, modern, inferior redesign.
Also Shigeru Miyamoto's excuse that they changed his look to make him more expressive sounds bullshit since his DKC was already quite expressive. While I often respect Miyamoto, sometimes he makes bullshit claims. Like when he claimed that he couldn't use his idea of Mario riding an animal at NES because of console's limitation while Hudson's Adventure Island games at NES managed to do that without an issue.
I bet they've changed him because his DKC look and persona is "too masculine and outdated for the current year" since current Nintendo tries pleasing investors.
Nintendo would be more honest if they admitted that they changed him to make him more marketable for merchandise like other Nintendo's popular franchises that focus a lot at merchandise.
And yeah, I hate Donkey Kong's change both at his look and personality. Maybe I could tolerate and get used to his look's change. But drastically changing his personality too to the worse? I can't accept that.
I cast Stone Rain, targeting Israel.
Do we like mike and melissa ?
When will our corporate overlords realize that anthro women in promotions would make us buy their product?
>Hello my name is vikingtiger and this is my waifur please draw averi saying mi name instead of joseph o algo I am jealous maynnn sheiiiiiiit
approve my fucking images nigga
I'm genuinely considering moving to China once I get my degree. There's nothing for me here in America. China, on the whole, is much less competitive in the job market for a yt Aryan like myself; wages tend to be much more realistic relative to cost of living: apartments aren't 4.000 a month in areas where one is lucky to make twice that.
I hate myself for still wasting time at joining random discord servers with most of them being crap. And I hate myself for wasting so much time at the internet for useless crap like scrooling instead of only using it for useful stuff and hobbies.
In South Carolina there is a radio station with call letters WEEB, but they don't play anime theme music.
god, i hate winter weather. even if it's mildly cold i still cant stand it. which is why i cant imagine myself living in another country where the climate is actually cold like Sweden.
thank you for keeping the furries away. i thank the cuck paying for this site. please keep it up so i dont have to see any of these faggots ever again in any capacity whatsoever.
(You) can create! It's fun, and you can only get better if you try.
are any anfoo gamers based enough to play aoe2 with me?
Stupid bitches be like "You cant stop minors visiting 18+ sites!" when you tell them that minors shouldn't use said sites and then they have the nerve to cry "Waaaah! Why do they enforce age verification for using the internet?". They're exactly like those retards who love to brag everywhere about pirating Nintendo games (even at Nintendo's official social media) and then they get surprised Pikachu face when Nintendo shuts down one pirate site after another.
r/anthroswim son or r/losercity daughter?
>AI's ability to write cool stories
15%
>AI's ability to detail the biology and sexuality of a cake that turned into a voluptuous woman
85%
testing feel free to delete janjan
im a new soy ^_^ i came to this strange board 0_o
i wish nusois had an upbringing so fursois wouldn't be confined to this ethnostate.
i wish real latinas were as attractive as the memes say they are
Obligatory test fur every 'fooer that will soon be implemented
>open dating app
>set age range to 18<->18
alright
Anyway, before I fell asleep I was just thinking about stuff and I came up with this cool thing - furries, kemono girls and boys, and people in military uniforms all in the same style, and I got so carried away, I started thinking about world building, the structure of the surrounding state (I came up with a state in the post-apocalypse setting a la Fallout), for fun and because it was cool to add psykers after looking at some stuff from WH40K, fuck, I'm now thinking of writing a short book or two short stories about it
What's your guys' opinion about new movie? I see everywhere on xitter, ppl are praising it. What is your opinion on it?
This month I'm going to force myself to get into drawing
I tried before, but gave up quickly because of time constraints and lack of motivation
By the end of the month I'm gonna know if drawing is right for me or if I should get into a different hobby
Thank you for reading my personal blog
Mika Nanakawa, better know as Rainbow Mika (or just R. Mika) is the prettiest girl of all time!
The Jews must pay for this
When did the furry fandom became more gay?
It's a very simple question so want to explain myself more.
Obviously, queers have been part of the furry fandom since the beggining but you can tell in the early days, mayority of the content at the time appeal more to heterosexual males with all the lewd art about anthro females.