I'm a Dokuro-chan level otaku. I don't talk with you chumps in the wood glue club. I don't read your "Bin-Kan magazine" with new releases I saw two years ago. I don't need to go on a fieldtrip with fat smelly people to eat poisonous curry all over again. I'm getting fuckin' smashed to pieces by the deadly Excalibolg, and having said pieces being put back together when Dokuro-chan does her chant. Go read your Dokuro-chan doujins at 4chan.org
, I'll be bathing with 2 hot angels and washing their fucking hair.
You keep wearing your Angelic Halos and shit, socializing with your Angel friends. I'll be walking by, Anonymous. You'll never know the future inventor of lolicon had passed you by.
Because I suppress my power level.