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wulf wrote: ↑Tue Dec 09, 2025 8:18 pm A very interesting scene, please tell me it will continue.

Frankly, my lupine colleague, I have no idea. No coherent vision at all.

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That's your opinion, which I respect. Look at this other picture and let me know what you think about the facial expressions of the characters and the directions of their gazes. Sorry, m8, it came out harsher than it should have but frankly I'm so saturated by the constant bombardment of AI slop (a...

“Let’s face it: she’s not coming”. “But how? She knew the route to take as well as we did; we had prepared so well should an occasion arise!” Yennefer and Ciri were growing desperate. Safely arriving at the village near the oasis where a local family hid them in a subterranean shelter, they had felt...

gamblers1000 wrote: ↑Sat Nov 29, 2025 6:52 pm does anyone have the link to the videos from doe.1971

Zippyshare died a few years ago. I posted them on Mediafire and Megaupload for a while but they have limited (10GB) space so I erased them repeatedly. Not much stuff up there, right now, I'm afraid.

I must confess that I still like the way the images looked when they were covered by speckles... Human mind is a mystery deeper than Mariana trench. In the end is a question who your audience is. If it's you and you only, the speckles it is and fuck the rest. If you want to publish and likes accola...

“Baroness, my lady, the baron, your husband, ordered me to punish you in this way for betraying him with the captain of the guards. He also told me to tell you that your lover was first castrated and then hanged.” Gee man, those AI look so dumb ... sorry to say it ... just look at their expressions...

A triumvirate effort, with device design by matto lollo, text by LordLudwig and pixel mashing, petit moi. “Good morning, Triss. I hope you spent a pleasant night?” The voice pulled her back from the slumber in which she had fallen, half forgetting the pain a spiked, dick-shaped iron… thing was causi...

The chains bit into Aloy’s wrists like the jaws of a Sawtooth. Iron, not the alloyed smart-matter the Old Ones favored, but crude, honest iron forged in the fires of Sunfall. The Shadow Carja liked their prisoners to feel the weight of the past. They had taken her bow at the gates of Sunfall, snappe...