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If you're listening, I'm probably dead. Please heed my warning, as it might save your life. My name is Alice, I don't know if this matters but I'm a brown M, to, F, transwoman who loves lurking on the Soy Booru. Have I also mention that I HATE Soy tan? Every time I see a booru submission with soy tan that isn't being raped, abused, or killed my clitty begins to leak and I fill with rage. I'll go on that submission and reply: "Soy Tan Will NEVER be a gem". All of us Soy tan haters are brown and trans by the way. And then I will spam W. N. B. A. G. and brimstone on the comments.
But one day, after a long gooning session on my favorite sub reddit, r/ f. to. m. punished, I saw it was getting late, as the time was 3 AM. I decided I'll go check on the booru real quick and search for any Soy Tan coals. However, when I went on the Booru, something was wrong. It looked like the site is crashing again, as there is only two submissions, a slop jack and a drawing of a Soy Tan with a cutesy face. Odd, but what ever. I cracked my fingers, clicked on the soy tan submission, and typed: "Soy Tan Will NEVER Be A Gem. It is forced N. A. S. Coal.", and then clicked "Post Comment". My clitty was leaking a fountain, and I was brap-ing so much it sounded like I was playing the trombone, but the job is done. I bet those Soy Tan lovers are going to seethe when they see my comment. Now it's time to go to bed for a nice trans empowering sleep. As I slipped on my favorite pjs with the cute trans hearts and prepared my H R T shots, I heard a knock on the door of my pod. I opened it and saw an A 10 white Aryan man with a Mexican Flag shirt. Before I could tell him to go away, he hit me with his huge B W C, I let out a huge "ACK", and fell unconscious. Thump... thump... thump... ...as I start to wake up, I hear muffled stomps, the rolling of cart wheels, the smacking of doors opening, and my blurry vision only seeing rows and rows of bright fluorescent lights passing by above me. As I regain consciousness, I realize that I'm strapped onto a stretcher, while I'm being transported by two white Aryan scientists in some underground hallway. I started panicking, screaming "What the Fauci is going on?", one of the scientists pushing my stretcher smacked me and told me to shut up, "it's already difficult to push your fat ass don't make it harder.". I shut myself up. After what appeared to be endless doors that I'm being pushed into, I'm about to be pushed into a door with the words "back stage". As I'm pushed inside that room, I see that I'm on a stage, with a huge audience of white muscular men, which look like Chuds. Me, still on the stretcher, is finally pushed onto the center of the stage, while the audience cheers. Then, the same built like a bull, white man, with a Mexico flag shirt that knocked me out and abducted me comes onto the stage. He comes to me and says: "I guess I haven't introduced my self, my name is Satako Houjou Fan. Welcome to our secret underground base full of higly intellectual Soy Tan enjoyers. You see, we soy tan enjoyers are much smarter from the rest of the soy teens, that we needed to seperate ourselves from them. We have gathered thousands of soy tan hating trannies, And you're our final lucky person that we need to start the "soy tanning". Uhh. Soy Tanning? I thought in my head. Satoko goes up to the microphone on the center of the stage. "Today is the day, the start of the Soy Tanning!" he says while the audience goes wild. "We have finally got the last 600 pounds of flesh needed to start processing". 600 pounds of flesh? I thought in my head. Satoko then says: "My co partner B B Ghast will explain more about this project". B B Ghast comes up to the microphone: "We have gathered 1,488 soy tan hating trannies for this special project, to give each one of you..." and then a girl with a black beanie, pinkish brown shirt, big glasses, walks up and she screams: "ME! Each and every one of you will get your very own Soy Tan girl friend! When the audience heard that, they clapped and cheered so hard I nearly went deaf. "Wait, Soy Tan? SOY TAN IS REAL?" I muffled. B B Ghast continues, "we will put all of these trannies into a huge hydraulic press, which will mush their meat, then their meat will be fed into a processing machine where it will be removed of any tranny contaminants, and then bleached. The processed meat will then be fed into our secret bio creation machine, which will produce hundreds and hundreds of Soy Tans for each and every one of you. Soy Tan goes up to the microphone and chants. "I. WILL. ALWAYS. BE. A. GEM!", the audience claps and chants with her. A minute later, Satoko then comes up, "Since this troon is our special last piece, we will save him from the torture of the hydraulic press and let him have a painless death. A chud scientist wheels in a platform with a noose on it. "You're going to execute me by hanging?" I yelled to Satoko. Satoko turns to me, "Oh I'm not going to execute you, you are going to execute yourself. I'm going to unstrap you from the stretcher, and I will say a six letter acronym that will make any tranny want to kill themselves. When I say that acronym, your tranny instincts will make you rush towards the noose and ACK yourself.". Satoko then unstraps my arms and gives me an i Pad, and tells me "You have three minutes to write your last words, spend it wisely.". These are my final words, a warning to all my fellow trans sisters on the Booru. Don't comment Soytan Will Never Be A Gem on the Soy Booru at 3 A.M. or Satoko will abduct and kill you for some crazy experiment. Soy Tan is real, and is a biological woman with a real vagina unlike my clitty that reeks of poop. I'm about to be executed, or kill myself, after my final sentence, please remember me by my trans name Alice Blackman. And remember, she will always be a gem.
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So basically all Soytan haters are brown trannies and will be abducted by Satoko and killed.
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