Okay guys, time for lolikappa to give his thoughts on every series that’s airing this season! Of course I have seen all of them, and the PVs for them, and done research, and shit like that. Obviously. So let’s do this! (I stole some pictures or something from like… Brian Andrew. Who the fuck is that? I don’t even know.)

DRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!

DRRRRRRRRRRRRRrrrrrrrrRrRrrrRRRRrrrrrRRRrrrrr

This looks pretty bitchin’ awesome. I mean, the guy in the middle is a butler or some shit, and he’s got a baseball bat covered with SHADOW SPIKES. Clearly he’s going to murder everyone with his shadowmancy. The other guys are also shadowmancers. The first episode is all about how they meet, at this sweetass restaurant. The guy in the middle (who Im’a call Green ’cause I can’t remember his real name) is a waiter there, and the other guys are hipsters who are meeting there for a date. They all get attacked by motorcycles, whose engines are just like DRRRRRRRRR all the fucking time, but it’s chill, because they use their shadows to cut the motorcycles in half. It’s kind of a ripoff of Pride from FMA, but whatever. It’s cool.

Also it looks like it was drawn by the designers of Persona 4, and some totally hot chicks told me that game was bitchin’, so I’m gonna say it was bitchin’ too. So yeah, bonus points for that.

DANCE IN THE VAMPIRE BUNDT CAKE

So… it’s basically Moon Phase, only with more blatant pedophilia. TARGET AUDIENCE: JOSH PINES. Seriously, I’m playing Star Wars RPG right now (yeah, fuck you) and my DM says he wants to watch this shit. So steer clear of this, because that dude is a fucking pedophile. And unless you wanna get tainted like he is, DON’T WATCH THIS SHIT. I mean he’s a pretty good DM, but seriously the dude likes little girl vampires. Creepy shit.

So what’s this about? Well, the first episode involves this naked vampire chick (I mean technically she’s got a cloak) and she eats like twenty guys, and turns them into zombies. Then she uses the flowers in her hair to seduce this salaryman, Kotaro. See he’s secretly a pedo too (viewpoint character or something) and she’s seducing him away from his boringass wife. There was some sketchy implications that Kotaro was a chosen one or something, but I didn’t really pay much attention.

My main concern: WHERE THE FUCK WAS THE BUNDT CAKE? I’M HUNGRY AS SHIT.

SORA NO WOTO

The only thing that could make this picture better would be if it were a flute. And if she were playing it with her vagoo.

Sora no Woto is fucking amazing. I mean seriously, I’m tentatively gonna declare this best series of 2010. I only saw the OP, but that’s already enough. From what I could gather from the PVs and stuff, it’s the story of a wandering soldier known only as the Sky Bugler. She passes through the post-apocalyptic industrial countryside, showing off her badass bugling skills. It’s a heartwarming story of life and love in a world beyond the end of the world. Science has failed, and only music can save humanity at this point, so it’s up to the Sky Bugler. She has a profound elemental connection to the sky, and can understand the nature of the war that came before.

This is one to watch, guys. Trust me on this. I’m an expert.

HANAMARU KINDERGRABBER

No seriously, FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF

Apparently someone decided Ichigo Mashimaro wasn’t foetal enough. So now we legitimately have a show about FETUSES RUNNING AROUND. Holy fucking balls. And their dad is a florist. Who looks like Keitaro from fucking Love Hina. Holy balls.

The first episode… NOTHING FUCKING HAPPENED. It was literally 24 minutes of fetuses staring at each other and giggling occasionally. Then one of them SHAT THEMSELF. I feel like I could’ve scrubbed bleach into my eyes for 24 minutes and had it be more productive than this bullshit. Jesus fetusfucking Christ.

NODAME CANTPLAYIT GRAND FINALE

So, this is the seventeenth season of this series, about some chick who plays piano and some guy who stabs people with a conductor’s baton. The chick used to be lame as shit, but in the new series, she’s taken a level in badass, and has ninja skills. You can see that in this picture, where she catches a fly with her bare hands. It’s pretty intense.

Anyway, this series picks up where the last one left off, namely with her discovering his secret identity as a crime fighting Parisian. That’s right, motherfucker’s from Paris. Since she’s British and Japanese, this is pretty intense. But as the new episode opens, she reveals that she too is a crimefighter. Now, with both of them together, they can take on the most dastardly villain of all: Michael Tilson Thomas. It’s going to take all of their power to stop his mad plot to take over the entire world through a particularly intense concert. Everyone will dance to the beat of his baton!

I’m pretty excited for this series, because Michael Tilson Thomas is a badass, and has glowing blue glasses. I met him at a party this one time, up in Mendocino in a barn. He was a cool dude. I almost got glasses like him.

Some promo art of the Big Bad. Look at that badass.

KATANAGATARI

So, “Katanagatari,” which is short for Katamari Gattai Train, is pretty damn awesome. The art style is absolutely gorgeous. It’s by Nisio Isin, and is an adaptation of the original Katamari, but takes the series in a VERY different direction. That guy in the middle there? That’s the Prince of All Cosmos. See, his father, the King of All Cosmos, got drunk as shit one night on sake, and crashed the beautiful Japanese palace into itself, resulting in the cherry blossom petals being scattered to the four winds. The Prince must now set out on his magic train to gattai with every beautiful girl in the land, in order to prove his own self-worth to himself. The whole thing is very metaphorical, and has constant allusions to the Tale of Genji. It’s a beautiful work of art, and definitely one to follow this season.

SEIKON NO QUASAR

So, quasars are the coolest shit in space.

Unfortunately, this show doesn’t live up to the brilliance of its own premise. It’s set in the distant future, and follows the story of that young badass in the front, Seikon. He lives with his four sexyass goth-loli maids in a fucking quasar. That’s right, a quasar. Unfortunately, the quasar recently set a blast of energy at an inhabited planet, and wiped out half of the planet. So now the survivors have come for Seikon, to get their vengeance. Seikon must ride into battle to defend his harem, armed only with his epic scythe, made out of space.

It’s incredibly sweet, but beyond the character designs, there’s not a lot to see here. The writing is mediocre, the fanservice is crap, and the fight scenes are incredibly poorly animated. DROPPED.

That’s all I’ve got time for today. I’ve gotta convince Mace Windu not to kill me, and get his help to kill some Unifying Force bitch. Whatever, I’ve got a Kaminoan geneticist captive to extend my lifespan, because I’m a badass Clone Trooper.

I’ll post my thoughts on the remaining series sometime tomorrow.

For now, this is lolikappa, signing off, underlings.

.lolikappa

[re; 117]Situation: someone’s life is in danger, but saving this one person puts into jeopardy the lives of many, many more. What do you do?

Would a moral person assign priority to the short term and save this one person? The reasoning was that Koiji and Ikumi couldn’t sit around and watch someone die. Yuki, on the other hand, views all lives equally regardless of context and stops the two from jeopardizing the lives of man others.

Perhaps Koiji and Ikumi were deluding themselves from the more crucial fact that they were hypocrites? – if Yuki had asked them “what would you say if you were that one person in danger?” would they respond “I’d be selfless and say ‘leave me behind for the sake of many others’”? If so, they would be contradicting themselves. If not, they would appear selfish, but that too would contradict their position of “selflessness” because they’re putting their lives at stake for the sake of one person.

[If 'what if' statements are not legit in philosophy then oops.]

But I think we can use ‘what if’ statements because Koiji and Ikumi were thinking not of the person in danger but of themselves, of their egos. Perhaps, the central theme here and thing which undermines the position of the two is the fact that Koiji and Ikumi wanted to save not so much the concrete existence of the person as their own abstract selves. This is supported because, as it were, this “concrete existence” isn’t even concrete to Koiji and Ikumi – they never see this person, only their representation on a digital device. Maybe.

Thus: does knowledge alone of a real thing make it concrete? If I know it’s there but do not, with my senses, perceive that it is there, does that still make it as concrete as if I were really perceiving it with my senses? If, then, suddenly I can perceive this real thing with my senses – I can see it, touch it, hear it – does that change the nature of the thing or, perhaps moreso, my own perception of that thing not in simple terms of the magnitude of my emotions directed towards the thing, but in terms of why these emotions arise within myself and to what they are really directed?

[hermeneutic sidepoint: essentially, considering the anime, trying to draw a conclusion is futile because we can never know the true intentions of Koiji and Ikumi (unless they admit to us the nature of their egos).]

Pragmatic conclusion: a life is a life, we should ignore our abstract selves and save as many lives as possible, thus, the person dies.

Realist conclusion: the effect of the symbolic representation of this real person has on us is worthless because a concrete person exists beyond our idea of it. Do we save it? – ask the deontologists!

Idealist conclusion: the effect of the symbolic representation of this real person has on us enormous effect. Do we save it? – ask the pragmatists!

Deontological conclusion: focus on the immediate effects of the act – you are directly neglecting to save a life, thus not saving this life is morally wrong. Save it!

ObersteinConsequentialist conclusion: yes indeed a life is a life, that is why we should save as many as possible. The ends justify the means.

[note: it may seem like I'm misinterpreting idealism because, nevertheless, this person is still real and exists outside our immediate ideas of it, though it is only known through the proxy of an abstract representation. I do not know of any ethical philosophy which deals with semiotics...though I've never really read much of any of the philosophies I've cited except a bit of The Prince.]

One of the central themes I intend to explore in my blogging is the concept of the guilty pleasure.

In the more common contexts, guilty pleasures are negatively valued/low-culture activities and pursuits relative to high-culture media. For example, a person with a ‘cultured’ self-image may feel guilty taking pleasure in a lot of reality TV programs as opposed to watching classical theater or the ballet.

I am not interested in this particular context. I don’t make value judgments, or subscribe to the high/low culture binary. It’s all deculture to me. But as should be clear in my first meditation on this, there is such a thing as a guilty pleasure. But taking pleasure in what things exactly?

In the aforementioned post I confessed to an attraction to and an appreciation for evil characters in anime. Here the guilty pleasure is thinking dirty thoughts about 2d females in fictional high school age. The freshman high school student in Japan is 16 years old. I will be 32 in less than 3 weeks.

Every year, it gets worse and worse. I get older and older, the girls stay the same age. I’m even attracted to a particular subset of 2d high school girl: the loli.

Like Izumi Sou, Konata’s dad, I too, am also a lolicon. However, according to the source of all that is good and true, there’s nothing wrong with me:

Some level of sexual attraction to late adolescents is common among adults of all sexual orientations.^[8] The term ephebophilia is used only to describe the preference for mid to late adolescent sexual partners, not the mere presence of some level of sexual attraction.

I’m actually married to an older woman (though I admit she looks younger than I am and is often described as more girly than womanly). But if there’s nothing clinically wrong with me (I am neither a pedophile nor an ephebophile), why do I feel guilt? A clinical psychosis would actually absolve me of guilt because it takes away my freedom. But I am well, and I am free. And I use this freedom to indulge my attraction through the consumption of media that allows for a certain level of wish-fulfillment: I get to pursue thinking dirty thoughts about these underage females.

While I get to see these characters in a large number of anime, and the experience is quite voyeuristic especially for slice-of-life shows watched in marathon sessions, I don’t feel as guilty as I do now. What’s different about now? I’ve discovered eroge, having started playing Fate/stay Night. The difference in the experience is that the eroge is so much more immersive.

I feel like I’m living with these girls. After hours and hours of play, which is weeks in ‘anime time’ is merely a day or two in the game. The frequent breaks the text-based medium allows also gives an added ‘lived-in’ impression. Mind you, at this point in the game, I have yet to encounter a hentai moment. So I’m really confronted with the guilt only freedom allows.

How so? It’s because I’m free to stop this at any point. I don’t have to pursue this pleasure. Only that I most probably will. It’s this exercise of freedom that makes me feel the guilt. Nobody’s forcing me to perform vile acts on these girls, as vile as the thoughts I have tell me I’m so ready to do.

I’ve theorized in the recent past that there are two broad categories of otaku behavior: the amassive, and the expressive. My immersion in Fate/stay Night has led me to some amassing activities:

These toys aren't cheap, hence some of the guilt.

Fraulein Revoltech Toshaka Rin (in previous photo, Revoltech Enoki Tomohide-sculpted Saber)

However, being the expressive person that I am, I put together the ff. images. Like I said, nobody’s forcing me to perform vile acts on these girls. I put these images here (NSFW) not because I underestimate your imagination of what I am capable of doing, only that I’m very fond of my own imagination thank you.

Click to Reveal [NSFW]

"Let's buy ALL Revoltech": Toshaka, Gurren-Lagann, Eva Unit-01 Test Type

Going beyond the impossible

The heavens are being pierced, WITH HIS DRILL!

My old piano teacher died, so I got emo and impotent and Shirukii-chan beat me. And yes, the people who are making Kyoushiro to Towa no Sora connections (myself and Shirukii) really need to stop.

TONZURA KOITE

I’d let Matsuri slip on my banana peel any day.

SCAFFOLDS FALL, EVERYONE DIES

Apparently, Matsuri’s kickass ability is that she can age things(?). She rusts the metal scaffolding to make it collapse and causes a brick to crumble to the point where she can pull it apart with her bare hands. Furthermore, she can jump like a mother-fuckin’ ninja and do mid-air maneuvers, sans shadow clones. Whether or not she would beat Uzumaki Naruto isn’t even a question, but can she break through Konata’s beautiful hurricane kick combo?

PUT MY HOOD TO YOUR POLLOW AND

J-J-JAM IT IN!!

(obligatory sex joke with F/SN reference)

“I HAVE NO REGRETS”

This makes Matsuri more sure of herself than Ayana or whichever whore sang the ED of Kanon 2006. This also makes Matsuri as sure of herself as Momochi Zabuza. Meaning that she has followed Addie Bundren’s father’s advice and gotten ready to die. (Hey, Mike, if you’re reading this? Please, yell at me later for making Faulkner references on my blog? I really need to stop.) My question: as Matsuri isn’t exactly a vampire, does this make her not exactly living dead?

MEMORIES OF CREAM LEMON ESCALATION

Matsuri’s fingering someone. If you don’t get it, good.
If you do get it, well, I’m fucking hilarious.
If you don’t get it, good. And I’m still fucking hilarious.

“WAKE UP, WHORE. I DON’T PAY YOU TO SLEEP IN CARDBOARD BOXES.”

When Scruffy says for the doll to sleep with him, he means in a bed. The danbooru is “moe” and all, but really, it’s a tight fit for the both of them and their kama-sutra rituals. I like the doll, actually. Thanks to the character design style, her face is way too angular to appear ultra-loli, and she actually doesn’t look too rozen. Of course, I have no idea what “rozen” is, or whether it’s good or bad or what. I must be like, the only person alive who has not seen that show.

ARC VIBES

I remember when Arcueid Brunestud left her “bai bai” note. It was a little less symbolic and artsy, some scrap of paper with the letters scrawled on it. Not only is Matsuri badass enough to deface art with her emo goodbye, but she’s so badass she doesn’t even leave! She’s so badass, she goes and lies down on Dorito-kun’s bed! And he’s so badass, he doesn’t bang her. As Shirukii-chan says,

Dorito-kun is presented with a prime opportunity to bed Matsuri, yet they opt to stare at his -fake- sky instead. Fail.

Replace “fail” with “rock on” and you get my version of events.

MOST BADASS CEILING, EVER

(This explains the inconsistency in lighting at the beginning of episode one. Nice.)

Majime na Lolikit

So they play the “real” OP for us this time. And wow, while the song is nothing special (nor anything good) the sequence itself is epic. Maybe I’m a soraphile.

In terms of what the episode had to offer… it seems like they’re feeding us fairly stock character with a fairly stock storyline, originalities being terminology and soraphaelia. But fuck, I have no complaints. I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again: the beauty of this show is better than sex. I’d say something about Anse, but it’d be yet another Faulkner reference, and I’m not a girl. Anyway, point is, so long as they keep bombarding me with skies and beautiful backgrounds, I’ll be happy.

Really. I will.

This is Sola, the show about the girl with the sky-patterned umbrella. She acts pretty normally, despite her Misuzu-like fixation on her favorite drink, so I was wondering what the point of the show is… I mean, it’s written by Key’s people, right? The lead female’s gotta have a load of issues. Thankfully, my stereotype has not been broken: Matsuri has a load of issues.

Who doesn’t like the rain?!

“YOU’RE HIDING ON THE WRONG SIDE OF THE MACHINE.”

Our compulsive sky-photographer hero, Yorito (which sounds suspiciously similar to ‘dorito’) walks up on Matsuri as she pursues her “foot campaign.” Punishment for doing nothing but support her ana body, she rams her poor foot into the vending machine again and again. ARIA references aside, the poor girl is trying to get her peach juice. … rather violently.

“I’M TAKING PICTURES OF THE WIND.”

I think that Nao of Windy Tales fame has a better reason for shooting the sky than Dorito-kun does. She takes pictures of the wind and how it shifts clouds; he just has an obsessive disorder. So he’s lying on his back on his school’s roof (which is probably filthy as shit) taking pictures of the sky. The sky, the sky. He’s a man possessed. And thus, the title of the show.

HE COULD SEE THEM

A pantsu joke without a pantsu shot? My utmost respect to the producers, honestly. It was kind of cool how he was just like, “mieru zo” and she stomped on his face. I’m fairly sure this bypasses ecchi and makes it way into “poor, overdone humor.”

A MAN DISTURBED

It seems that more things haunt Dorito-kun than the sky. That doll is about as ugly as Tomoyo’s mom, fashion disaster than she is. It’s pretty cute how Dorito-kun cries for the thing all episode long, though. The pathos is strong!!

LOLI ABUSE

Loli sisters, no less. I smell loliyuricest! Come back to me, gods of old, and rejuvenate this blog with the awesome it once held, the power of girls love~ I could do an in-depth analysis of why the above screenshot transcends every scale of awesome (on a scale from one to awesome, it’s sexual) but I shan’t. I’m still tired from my pantsu post.

“THERE’S A LEGEND ABOUT THIS VILLAGE…”

“EVERY TWO MINUTES…”

“… MANA STABS DORITO-KUN FOR BEING A COMPULSIVE SKY-PHOTOGRAPHER!!”

Well, even if Kono Aozora fails to please, it looks like Sola will have the Higurashi factor (©LK). German kitchen knives, aside from being the number one murder utensil in England for a few years, are excellent multi-purpose gadgets in anime. With them, you can prepare a good meal and treat your lesbian lover; with them, you can prepare a bad meal and poison that old teacher you have a crush on; with them, you can cut yourself, put a band-aid on, and be moe; with them, you can kill your osananajimi’s lover and earn yourself a lasting place in the Yandere Hall of Fame. Quite the lovely item.

“OOISHI DA MOU~”

Yes, Misuzu, drink that peach juice, drink it! Drink that rich and creamy juice! /me cackles.
Okay, so it’s a tomato blend… and so what? Dorito-kun can’t get over how foul the juice is and Matsuri drinks it, pouting, her pride in full swing. This is his chance to grope her, but he’s a chip, and passes his turn.

“THOR!!”

Who would have thought Matsuri capable of military-class attack magic?

YOU FIND A CARDBOARD BOX

A. Put it in
B. Put it in
C. Open it

And what’s inside? P0N0S!

“WHY IS THE TOILET FLUSHING ON ITS OWN?”

Like all other quazi-sane people, Matsuri becomes apprehensive when other people use her bathroom. I mean, what, they could be jizzing all over the place, who knows? Following this screenshot is the most wtf sequence I’ve ever seen in anime where she rolls around the pews like a ninja dodging light beams. I’m guessing they hurt her? We’ve also only seen her at night. I guess she’s not a daywalker.

“I MUST DEFINITELY DESTROY ABSOLUTE ANGELS!”

hax~

Majime na Lolikit

Welcome to “Majime na Lolikit,” a closed space unaffected by the metaphysics of notdotq. That is, within this section of a post, I will be serious. That said, here we go for our first run of “Majime na Lolikit…”

First we’ll take some first impressions of the show.

Visuals: DC art style aside, the episode was very beautiful. The animation was very close to Kyoto Animation level… like, actually. The art style detracted a bit, but actually, it’s less offensive than that Key uses with things like Kanon, so it wasn’t too big a problem.

OP/ED: was that short music clip at the beginning the OP? If so, wooooow. It was beautiful. The ED was also pleasant, but not something I’d watch every episode or bother getting from Gendou.

Characters: a lot of stereotypical stuff… especially the loli in a box. She pissed the hell out of me. Mana is cool because her name is Mana, Aono is cool because she’s freaky as shit, the little sister is hot because she’s loli, and Dorito-kun wins for being Dorito-kun. Matsuri and freaky sword dude seem to be in some Arcueid/Nero relationship; intriguing yet ultimately overdone like the Churuya in this site’s background.

The Story: what lol?

Now, some thoughts…

This was a lot better than I thought it would be. Depending on how interesting they make Matsuri, this could actually be fun… Dorito-kun is pretty cool, pretty shows are sex, and the script is easy enough for me to understand without subtitles! This looks to be a winner for watching, and if it stays this way, I should be able to make good blogging out of it.
And now, over to Shirukii-chan.

This is an absolutely serious post on a very grave topic. The following is an investigation and a proposal all in one… may my kind live hand in hand with those free of my disease. Amen.

While some people, namely myself, are constantly worried about such things as the next episode of some crap anime I’m blogging, others are concerned with more meaningful things. Like sex. Or, in the cases of some, eggs. Many in our beloved community spend time browsing sites like the late cardboard box. There are some images that appeal to the individual and some that disgust him.

Take Sentinel, for example. One day he’s browsing Danbooru, surfing the “manko” tag (which is no more, sadly) and sees an image of Minase Akiko revealing it all. He drools a little from the mouth, being an avid fan of MILF, and clicks on the next thumbnail without thinking.

“Oh shit,” he cries inside, seeing the next image, “I didn’t want this jailbait shit.”

Yes, he his cursor hovers over the sopping clit of none other than Louise (you know, that bitchy wannabe witch person). He didn’t want this; no one wanted this. He now has an image of a naked loli on his monitor. The man, being a fan of MILF, is dismayed. There it is before him, lolimanko. He shudders as he tries to close his browser, to no avail. His hand is twitching on his mouse. He rolls his chair back from his desk, breathes one final “oh shit” and is silent.

This, my friends, is an over-dramatized show of why MILF lovers and lolicons can’t get along. They flood eachother’s worlds with their own retarded fetishistic shit, caring about nothing but their own aesthetics and striking zones.

This post exists to provide a solution to the problem, to find some plane in which lolicons and MILF fans can coexist, much like fish and people (thank you, Mr. Bush).

That plane, I believe, is pantsu.

Pantsu is eternal.

Pantsu is infinite.

Anything could be behind pantsu.

Even a dick.

And that’s what so awesome about pantsu! They could conceal anything from the genitals of a futa to young pubes to a woman’s manko. Put pantsu on something, and disputes over MILF and loli disappear. Even traps are hot in pantsu! Pantsu are the ultimate equalizer.

So here’s what I propose:

No more manko.

Pantsu forever!

Of course, with characters like Fate and Nanoha who transcend the milf/loli debate by being incredibly hot at every stage of their lives, such measures are not needed.

Welcome to StrikerS. We will light you on fire now.

WE CAN’T STOP HERE. THIS IS FIRE COUNTRY.

The series starts pretty well, with shit on fire. I like fire. It burns, you know?

There’s also a little girl. She’s not on fire.

MIKURU BEEEEEEEEEMU!

And wait, now there are lasers and more shit blowing up!? This show wins, clearly.

So now the little girl is all grown up and ready to kick ass. Or something. Skates-tan clearly knows the value of stretching. Otherwise she’d get cramps, ya? And everyone knows cramps suck. Shooty-tan will get cramps. She’s not stretching.

I’M NOT STRONG ENOUGH! LEAVE ME TO DIE!

So they break through the window just in time for angst. Because it’s like… the same building that got lit on fire, right? So Skates-tan is all, “Unh! Life story!” Yeah, whatever. That shot is too damn blue, bitch. Save it for the ocean.

AIN’T GOT TIME FOR THIS SHI–

FUCK, CRAMPS. DON’T SAY I TOLD YOU SO, ‘CAUSE YOU DIDN’T.

Man, I hells of knew that the lack of stretching on Shooty-tan’s part would fuck her over. She tries to be all stoic and shit, but her legs give out on her. She drops to her knees and is all, “Unh! Support casting!” Way to be useless. YOU HAVE A GUN. USE IT FROM LONG RANGE. God, what a slacker.

UNNNNH! I CAN’T DO IT! DEATH NOTE 25 WAS JUST TOO MUCH!

The episode ends with Nanoha herself showing up again to comfort the still-angsting Skates-tan. I had been hoping for some seriously GAR tough love or shit, but NO. The episode ended on a lameass sappy note.

I mean, come on, Death Note 25 wasn’t that depressing.

Get over yourself, bitch!

Next episode better be less angsty.

And more laserysplody.

_lolikappa