Trisha was a model student. Perfect in every way that mattered to her parents. She never got in trouble, never went out past curfew, and was already being scouted by colleges across the country despite just entering her senior year at Oakwood High School. Teachers loved her and the faculty gave her more leeway and attention than almost anyone else present, especially because of the eventual prestige she would bring them. Never was there a more perfect example of the golden goose when it came to academia.
And the young squirrel was absolutely miserable. Her eighteenth birthday party was a expensive desert at dinner before going upstairs to finish her coursework. She had no real friends and had never been on a date. Every second she wasn't at home was spent keeping up the impossible standards she'd been set to. Yet she still felt like her parents expected more. Teachers wouldn't settle for anything less than absolute excellence from the lofty reputation she'd accumulated.
The truth was that Trisha was just too passive and willing to listen to others. She was smart to be sure, but she could never stand up for herself. Part of her was aware that might prove detrimental to life outside the strictly rigid confines of the public school system.
It was far sooner than she expected when that routine and schedule was shattered into pieces. When a part of her past hopped up to her and gave her an energetic greeting. "What?" Trisha said with a dull, monotone voice she adopted these days. And which, shockingly, got her a bubbly giggle from the chocolate colored doe in front of her.
"You've changed Trish," said the lagomorph dressed like a street walker.
The squirrel's mind was as quick on the uptake as ever, but she was still slack-jawed to realize who this was. "Cindy?" A waggled finger, which made other parts waggle and wiggle in turn, came as the bunny clicked her tongue three times. "Nuh uh. It's Candi." A bright warm smile came. "With an I." Trisha was trying to reconcile the difference between her old friend and this...this...well, she didn't want to say what Cind...err, Candi with an I, looked like right now.
True to her new name, the doe stuck to Trisha the rest of that day and was babbling almost non-stop about every little thing that drifted across her mind. Most of which consisted of fashion tips, wild parties she'd been to, and a dozen other subjects Trisha could do little more than nod along to. Any attempt by the squirrel to talk about deeper subject matter just left Candi with a confused look and a few 'uh huh's which made her let the bunny go back to her comfort zone.
There were a few things which had stuck out for Trisha. Apparently her mother had remarried, her father had taken her out of school for a year, and now she was back to finish up her courses. With considerably more 'like' and 'ya know' and 'oh mai gawd' to fill out the few nuggets of information Trisha had managed to glean from the endless torrent of ideas which flitted out of Candi's pouty lipstick-colored mouth like bubbles.
Despite all that...well, this was longest anyone her own age had spent with her for quite some time. And Candi was genuinely pleasant to be with. She was so happy and eager and energetic. Although she made eyes at every 'cute boy', and more than a few gals, they came across. The few times Candi had asked Trisha if she thought the same about such objects of affection had left the squirrel unable to do much more than deny or politely request that she not suggest a 'grabbing a few' with increasing awkwardness.
For all the awkwardness Candi's looks and mannerisms and desires had brought, Trisha was sad when she school ended. Because her parents would ask her what she did that day. And she'd tell them. Then they'd reprimand her for getting involved with someone like Cindy after getting one look at the rabbit. Last time they'd been happy to see her last "distraction" vanish and leave Trisha without a friend to her name. Such a sour mood was sweetened when Candi grabbed Trisha's hands and began dragging her off in one direction. "Where are we going?" said the squirrel. "To my house!" beamed the bunny as she wiggled her hips down the sidewalk, a pair of pants practically painted on ensuring a steady stream of incidents from those distracted by such a sight.
"But I have to go home," said Trisha, in spite of herself. "It won't take long," replied the bunny. "I have afterschool activities like the debate team and the school council to attend," said Trisha, again cursing herself for putting up so little fight. "Boring~!" sung the lagomorph as she continued to all but kidnap the squirrel. "This will be way more fun Trish." And that was that. Not that Trisha didn't try her best. But whatever clever arguments flew right over Candi's empty head or were deflected through the willful nature of simple people everywhere.
Trisha wasn't doing what she was supposed to. She wasn't following the schedule of her life. No telling how much trouble she'd be in when her parents found out nor the loss of reputation for missing out two vital, or at least that's how Trisha's mother and father would see it, club activities.
For the first time, Trisha was smiling and felt alive.
Date Apr 5, 2016UserTheGoodShankRating QuestionableScore81(vote up)
Anon123456 said: here's hoping it's just her neo cortex(analytical/rational/logical center) that decreases, and that things like creativity and language center don't change apart from her new personality making them be used "differently" :P (aka, hoping she doesn't talk like solomon grundy when her intellect diminishes)
here's hoping it's just her neo cortex(analytical/rational/logical center) that decreases, and that things like creativity and language center don't change apart from her new personality making them be used "differently" :P (aka, hoping she doesn't talk like solomon grundy when her intellect diminishes)
Well, the guideline says to limit yourself to ~2 or 3 pictures. If there's a distinct difference, e.g. a whole manga is being posted, I would say 3 is the way to go, but having multiple nearly identical pictures, I'd say 1-2 is sufficient. That's just my opinion though and I won't be argueing about one picture with you - after all, it is a guideline, so I'll leave it at that.
And yes, I consider everything above 3 pictures in a row by the same person to be bulk posting - at least in most cases. We don't really have a hard limitation, but please understand that some artists take time in the 2 digit hour range to create an image, while someone is just reposting stuff from another page with no effort. It's nice to have these on the board as well, but we don't want them to take away too much panels on the first couple of pages.
That and blacklists. People get a little edgy when there's bulk posting of certain stuff that results in them only seeing 3-5 pictures on the first 3 pages of the board. :)
HypnoMangaEditor said: There's little need to have 4 pages that almost look the same all shown up on the index. Two pictures are enough, while the other 2 are being hidden. Please look at our Bulk Posting guidelines: hypnohub.net/wiki/show?title=help%3Abulk_posting_guidelines
You consider 4 images to be bulk posting? I can agree that there is little need to have them all up but just hiding one should suffice, I'm going to show the other one.
There's little need to have 4 pages that almost look the same all shown up on the index. Two pictures are enough, while the other 2 are being hidden. Please look at our Bulk Posting guidelines: hypnohub.net/wiki/show?title=help%3Abulk_posting_guidelines
Date Apr 5, 2016UserDouDileRating QuestionableScore4(vote up)
Over the last few hours I keep coming back to this picture with more and more fascination something's wrong but I can't figure out what. I'll just keep staring.
Myuk said: I have a tumbler account, but I don't post anything there. The only reason I have it is because plsignore told me I should so I can upload non-hypno related stuff like character designs, but as you can see, I'm doing fine here. Everything I upload is solely on this site.
exclusive anime tiddy
Date Apr 5, 2016UserMyukRating QuestionableScore65(vote up)
rocketracer294
2016-04-06 08:30:44>> #97641
I hate when my birthday dessert is expensive.
Fixed.
greasyi
2016-04-06 08:26:40>> #97637
TheGoodShank
2016-04-05 16:35:50>> #97539
Trisha was a model student. Perfect in every way that mattered to her parents. She never got in trouble, never went out past curfew, and was already being scouted by colleges across the country despite just entering her senior year at Oakwood High School. Teachers loved her and the faculty gave her more leeway and attention than almost anyone else present, especially because of the eventual prestige she would bring them. Never was there a more perfect example of the golden goose when it came to academia.
And the young squirrel was absolutely miserable. Her eighteenth birthday party was a expensive desert at dinner before going upstairs to finish her coursework. She had no real friends and had never been on a date. Every second she wasn't at home was spent keeping up the impossible standards she'd been set to. Yet she still felt like her parents expected more. Teachers wouldn't settle for anything less than absolute excellence from the lofty reputation she'd accumulated.
The truth was that Trisha was just too passive and willing to listen to others. She was smart to be sure, but she could never stand up for herself. Part of her was aware that might prove detrimental to life outside the strictly rigid confines of the public school system.
It was far sooner than she expected when that routine and schedule was shattered into pieces. When a part of her past hopped up to her and gave her an energetic greeting. "What?" Trisha said with a dull, monotone voice she adopted these days. And which, shockingly, got her a bubbly giggle from the chocolate colored doe in front of her.
"You've changed Trish," said the lagomorph dressed like a street walker.
The squirrel's mind was as quick on the uptake as ever, but she was still slack-jawed to realize who this was. "Cindy?" A waggled finger, which made other parts waggle and wiggle in turn, came as the bunny clicked her tongue three times. "Nuh uh. It's Candi." A bright warm smile came. "With an I." Trisha was trying to reconcile the difference between her old friend and this...this...well, she didn't want to say what Cind...err, Candi with an I, looked like right now.
True to her new name, the doe stuck to Trisha the rest of that day and was babbling almost non-stop about every little thing that drifted across her mind. Most of which consisted of fashion tips, wild parties she'd been to, and a dozen other subjects Trisha could do little more than nod along to. Any attempt by the squirrel to talk about deeper subject matter just left Candi with a confused look and a few 'uh huh's which made her let the bunny go back to her comfort zone.
There were a few things which had stuck out for Trisha. Apparently her mother had remarried, her father had taken her out of school for a year, and now she was back to finish up her courses. With considerably more 'like' and 'ya know' and 'oh mai gawd' to fill out the few nuggets of information Trisha had managed to glean from the endless torrent of ideas which flitted out of Candi's pouty lipstick-colored mouth like bubbles.
Despite all that...well, this was longest anyone her own age had spent with her for quite some time. And Candi was genuinely pleasant to be with. She was so happy and eager and energetic. Although she made eyes at every 'cute boy', and more than a few gals, they came across. The few times Candi had asked Trisha if she thought the same about such objects of affection had left the squirrel unable to do much more than deny or politely request that she not suggest a 'grabbing a few' with increasing awkwardness.
For all the awkwardness Candi's looks and mannerisms and desires had brought, Trisha was sad when she school ended. Because her parents would ask her what she did that day. And she'd tell them. Then they'd reprimand her for getting involved with someone like Cindy after getting one look at the rabbit. Last time they'd been happy to see her last "distraction" vanish and leave Trisha without a friend to her name. Such a sour mood was sweetened when Candi grabbed Trisha's hands and began dragging her off in one direction. "Where are we going?" said the squirrel. "To my house!" beamed the bunny as she wiggled her hips down the sidewalk, a pair of pants practically painted on ensuring a steady stream of incidents from those distracted by such a sight.
"But I have to go home," said Trisha, in spite of herself. "It won't take long," replied the bunny. "I have afterschool activities like the debate team and the school council to attend," said Trisha, again cursing herself for putting up so little fight. "Boring~!" sung the lagomorph as she continued to all but kidnap the squirrel. "This will be way more fun Trish." And that was that. Not that Trisha didn't try her best. But whatever clever arguments flew right over Candi's empty head or were deflected through the willful nature of simple people everywhere.
Trisha wasn't doing what she was supposed to. She wasn't following the schedule of her life. No telling how much trouble she'd be in when her parents found out nor the loss of reputation for missing out two vital, or at least that's how Trisha's mother and father would see it, club activities.
For the first time, Trisha was smiling and felt alive.
TheSpoon
2016-04-27 15:24:05>> #101122
SupremacySun
2016-04-18 02:25:38>> #99589
Succubunny
2016-04-08 19:09:10>> #98045
here's hoping it's just her neo cortex(analytical/rational/logical center) that decreases, and that things like creativity and language center don't change apart from her new personality making them be used "differently" :P (aka, hoping she doesn't talk like solomon grundy when her intellect diminishes)
Whaaaat? Who would ever do that? >.>;
Anon123456
2016-04-08 18:42:38>> #98043
Succubunny
2016-04-07 20:51:01>> #97864
the series isn't over yet
Orly! Looking forward to the rest. Not sure it'll be my cup of tea by the end but it's interesting so far. :)
Shame she lost the glasses. Though that one stocking falling down is adorable. ^-^
Mindwipe
2016-04-05 23:38:57>> #97574
HypnoMangaEditor
2016-04-05 16:54:49>> #97542
And yes, I consider everything above 3 pictures in a row by the same person to be bulk posting - at least in most cases. We don't really have a hard limitation, but please understand that some artists take time in the 2 digit hour range to create an image, while someone is just reposting stuff from another page with no effort. It's nice to have these on the board as well, but we don't want them to take away too much panels on the first couple of pages.
That and blacklists. People get a little edgy when there's bulk posting of certain stuff that results in them only seeing 3-5 pictures on the first 3 pages of the board. :)
TheGoodShank
2016-04-05 16:03:23>> #97537
There's little need to have 4 pages that almost look the same all shown up on the index. Two pictures are enough, while the other 2 are being hidden. Please look at our Bulk Posting guidelines: hypnohub.net/wiki/show?title=help%3Abulk_posting_guidelines
You consider 4 images to be bulk posting? I can agree that there is little need to have them all up but just hiding one should suffice, I'm going to show the other one.
HypnoMangaEditor
2016-04-05 14:29:59>> #97531
DouDile
2016-04-05 21:53:54>> #97564
She's not Confused, not Charmed, and the main characters are immune to Invite.
So what happened?
It's Hypno-magic :'v
Bloodly
2016-04-05 20:16:07>> #97556
So what happened?
DouDile
2016-04-05 09:44:47>> #97516
111
2016-04-26 17:18:19>> #100955
pokemongirl
2016-04-05 23:29:50>> #97572
awesomemanftw
2016-04-05 08:57:15>> #97509
DouDile
2016-04-05 08:16:42>> #97508
nightmare_fuel tag
I forget it xD.
Inactive001
2016-04-05 08:14:32>> #97507
DouDile
2016-04-05 08:02:41>> #97506
sideunseen
2016-04-19 03:55:18>> #99776
Lol hypno blowjob
That is cheating >~<
If hypno blowjobs are wrong, I don't wanna be right.
Whisper
2016-04-05 21:20:41>> #97561
That is cheating >~<
Pastel-Daemon
2016-04-05 20:59:03>> #97560
you had one job, ana
Really though, between that one job, and a blow job, the answer is clear.
Nazwa
2016-04-05 18:38:17>> #97547
you had one job, ana
Shinitra
2016-04-05 17:25:49>> #97545
Thomasriley
2016-05-31 19:18:56>> #106982
He's a Great Dane, and they're hairless. I'm guessing that's his skin color.
Is that why they look sliver.
Thomasriley
2016-05-31 19:18:54>> #106981
He's a Great Dane, and they're hairless. I'm guessing that's his skin color.
Is that why they look sliver.
negatwenty
2016-04-07 05:39:38>> #97769
urahara64360
2016-04-06 08:58:23>> #97653
urahara64360
2016-04-06 03:28:12>> #97607
DrgnmastrAlex
2016-04-05 03:20:38>> #97477
DeeCeeOh
2016-04-05 02:53:50>> #97473
That's a great rendition of Liz! Good work~
Myuk
2016-04-05 02:39:16>> #97470
exclusive anime tiddy
"tiddy"? Never heard that before lol
ChefPyro
2016-04-05 02:26:15>> #97468
....As you can see I don't use tumblr at all since I spelled it "tumbler"
I got my start on Tumblr. Deme and I actually post more there than here, because only the hypno-related stuff gets to end up here.
ChefPyro
2016-04-05 02:24:43>> #97467
I have a tumbler account, but I don't post anything there. The only reason I have it is because plsignore told me I should so I can upload non-hypno related stuff like character designs, but as you can see, I'm doing fine here. Everything I upload is solely on this site.
exclusive anime tiddy
Disastermaster55
2016-04-05 02:43:19>> #97472
DisguisedHypnotist
2016-04-05 01:36:34>> #97456
I know you probably wont, but I would love to see my character Melody drawed like this, she is supposed to like getting hyonotized X3
Juuzou
2016-04-05 01:18:06>> #97452
EdgeOfTheMoon
2016-04-05 01:12:53>> #97451
WOAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
I agree with these points
PenKen
2016-04-05 01:08:02>> #97450