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Copypasta of anime culture, weebs and meme quotes from popular anime such as Jojo, My Hero Academia and Haikyuu. Also contains popular anime ASCII art such as “Oh? You’re Approaching Me?” and “Suprised Pikachu”.

I can’t take it anymore. I’m sick of Flutterpage.

    By u/matsuku, its the Xiangling copypasta but changed to FLutterpage from Reverse: 1999.

    I can't take it anymore. I'm sick of Flutterpage. I try to play 37. My Flutterpage deals more damage. I try to play Lilya. My Flutterpage deals more damage. I try to play Hissabeth. My Flutterpage deals more damage. I want to play poison. Their best team has Flutterpage. I want to play Dynamo. Ulrich's best psychube is Flutterpage's. I want to play Windsong and Liang Yue. They all want Flutterpage.

She grabs me by the throat. I farm Dusts and Sharpodonties for her. I maxes out her psychube. I give her P1. She isn't satisfied. I pull Ezio. "I don't need this much Resonances" She tells me. "Give me more FuA so I can get Eurekas." She grabs J and forces him to burn his hp off. "You just need to funnel me more. I can deal more damage with Fatutu."

I can't pull for Fatutu, I don't have enough Unilogs. She grabs my credit card. It declines. "Guess this is the end." She grabs Nautika. She says "Nautika, get them." There is no hint of sadness in her eyes. Nothing but constant +% crit, bonus genesis damage and +1AP. What a cruel world.

    I’m sick of Elif. I try to play Sloan. My Elif deals more damage.

      Its the Xiangling copypasta but changed to Elif from Dislyte.

      I can't take it anymore. I'm sick of Elif. I try to play Sloan. My Elif deals more damage. I try to play Lapis. My Elif deals more damage. I try to play Sieg. My Elif deals more damage. I want to play Zhou Hong. His best team has Elif. I want to play Mateo, Yuuhime - they both want Elif. She grabs me by the throat. I play Falsetto Fantasy for her. I grind Sonic Rift for her. I give her the Divinate 6. She isn't satisfied. I pull 6 more copies of her. "I don't need this much HP" She tells me. "Give me more attack." She grabs Feng Xun and forces him to throw himself off enemies. "You just need to buff me more. I can deal more damage with Level 70." I can't afford Level 70, I don't have enough levelmon. She grabs my inventory. It's empty. "Guess this is the end." She grabs Tetsuya. She says "Tetsuya, get them." There is no hint of sadness in her eyes. Nothing but pure Fervor and Sear and Defense Down. What a cruel world.

      Jack-O is too kawaii like, whenever I open up strive

        By u/GodVulc4n, its a parody of the Millia is too hot copypasta but changed to Jack-O from Guilty Gear.

        Jack-O is too kawaii like, whenever I open up strive I have to select her even though I planned to lab someone else. I need to see her victory animation and it melts my heart so much the way she is, it’s absurd tbh, I never wanted to hug and squeeze anyone more than I want with Jack-O. That perfect, round face. That giant sweet smile. That immature, clumsy voice. The crouch. It honestly fucking hurts knowing that I’ll never go down to one knee with a ring, watch our children grow up, and have her buried next to me when we die. I’d do fucking ANYTHING for the chance to marry Jack-O (or become Sol Badguy). A N Y T H I N G. And the fact that I can’t bury my face into her when I’m sad and lonely is too much to fucking bear. Why would That Fucking Man create something so perfect? To fucking tantalize us? Fucking laugh in our faces?! Does he know that perfection can’t please me?!?!?! Honestly guys, I just fucking can’t anymore. Fuck.

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Cioccolata: Y...You're so mean!

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[Cioccolata falls into dumpster]

[Gold Experience withdraws from the scene]

Sign: Rifiuti generici Lun, Mer, Ven

[Giorno Sighs]

          My name is Light Yagami

            Light Yagami copypasta

            Its the “My name is Yoshikage Kira” copypasta but changed to Light Yagami from Death Note.

            My name is Light Yagami. I am 23 years old. I live in the north east section of Tokyo where all the villas are and I'm single. I am a student at To-Ho university and I get home every day at 8 pm at the latest. I don't smoke but I ocasionally drink. I'm in bed by 11 and make sure that I get at least 8 hours of sleep no matter what. After spending the evening killing criminals and laughing maniacally for about 20 minutes I usually have no problems sleeping until morning. Just like a shinigami I wake up with no stress or fatigue in the morning. I was told that the world has come to worship me as it's new god lately. What I am trying to tell you is that I wish to make the world a better place. I take care to keep my identity hidden, like erasing my memory or killing my pursuers, that would only cause me to die a pathetic death. That is how I deal with this rotten world. Altough if I were to mindgame with anyone, I would never loose
            My name is Light Yagami. I'm 17 years old. My house is in a quiet residential neighborhood on the edge of Tokyo's university district, and I am not married. I'm a top student studying law and criminology, and I get home every day by 9 PM at the latest. I don't smoke, and I rarely eat potato chips. I'm in bed by 11 PM, and I make sure I get seven to eight hours of sleep, no matter what. After reviewing my notes for about twenty to thirty minutes and running through the day's logic in my head before going to bed, I usually have no trouble sleeping until morning. Like a well-rested person I wake up without fatigue or distraction. My last medical check-up showed nothing abnormal. I'm trying to explain that I'm a person who appears to wish to live a very quiet, orderly life. I take care not to invite needless enemies or petty conflicts that would disturb my plans or my sleep. That is how I present myself to society, and I know that control and clarity are what bring real justice. Although, if I were to be judged by action rather than appearance, I wouldn't lose to anyone.

            I’ve come to make an announcement: Sol Badguy is a bitchass motherfucker.

              By u/TriplDentGum, its the Eggman announcement copypasta but changed to Sol Badguy from Guilty Gear.

              I've come to make an announcement: Sol Badguy is a bitchass motherfucker. He counter hit my 6P. That's right. He took his Outrage fuckin' fiery Bandit Bringer out and he counter hit my 6P, and he said his hitbox was "this big" and I said, "That's OD". So I'm making a callout post on my Reddit.com: Sol Badguy, you've got a small hitbox. It's the size of this 5P except WAY smaller. And guess what? Here's what my antiair looks like. kou.png That's right, baby. Vertical reach, entirely disjointed, no blindspots, look at that, it looks like the caricature of a handgun. He counter hit my 6P, so guess what, I'm gonna autoguard the jump in. That's right, this is what you get! My super win neutral button! Except I'm not gonna autoguard the jump in. I'm gonna go higher. I'm anti airing the Bandit Bringerrrrrrrrr! COUNTER How do you like that, Vernon? I counter hit the Bandit Bringer, you idiot! You have twenty-three frames before the anti air llllllllaunchhhhhher hits my fucking c.S, now get out of my sight before I anti air you too!