Girl Please, He Deserves to be Alone

I apologize for the delay. Life outside the internet demands that you have to put on your pants in the morning. So thank you random readers for coming by this blog. Namely, people who accidentally click on this blog, Sylphalchemist's followers from her way more popular blog, Shoutbox people from The Way to Your Heart, and Fucking Shoujo's one follower (I love you by the way). You all are awesome.

I was going to cover one shots in this entry, but they're rather silly compared to Sylphalchemist's posts. Apparently horror manga guarantees using your brain as a Rubik's cube by the end of the chapter.

"Nah, people still think it's just dirt on their computer screens."

So I'll leave it to her to find the really weird one shots. Or until I find a one shot worthy of a K.O.

And now to this entry's topic: women who end up with men who abuse them.

Viscous’s Red Doll (WTF Shojo One Shot)

Hello all! Sylphalchemist here with my second post! Originally, I had planned on posting about a crazy shojo one-shot I read concerning an alien police officer and his side-kick G-String (yeah, his nickname when translated means “Thong.” “Banana Hammock.” “Buttfloss.” Yup…………….) but then I read Viscous’s Red Doll and changed my mind. Viscous’s Red Doll is more fucked up. Now, I have no idea if “Viscous” is the right translation. It could also be like…Viskeysous or Viskous. But since the author didn’t give me the English equivalent, I’m sticking to my biology roots and using “Viscous” as our main hero’s name.

However, in my summary, I’m calling him Bonerfart so it doesn’t matter xD

Originally published in Aka Lala.
Manga-ka: Ichinose Kaoru (Cree, this lady should be very familiar to you. You’ve read one of her one-shots…involving ghosts and violins)

Note: If you're a fan of this one-shot or this manga-ka, please don't read my post x3

Note II: Viscous’s Red Doll was a pretty hefty one-shot in terms of page count. Thus my post is...a bit long. Just giving you all a warning a head of time!

Reverse Harems

First of all, I want to take the time to acknowledge a comment made concerning this blog. I found this piece of work written on Skype while I was away.

Well played, my friend, well played.

Yes, one of my friends was advertising this blog (thank you so much by the way), and I get this attitude. Come back when it's same haired zombie lesbians. The nerve.

And one of the first links in my Google search (other than vast amounts of hentai) was this:

Warning: This video contains female to female action. Avert your eyes, innocent children.

I don't know if they're zombies, but they almost have the same hairstyle. Got the girl on girl action down. That should be good enough. Unless he was talking about rotting zombie girl on girl action. You're on your own there, buddy.

And while I was snooping around zombie anime, I found this as well:

Oh anime, I barely watch you anymore but you always make me laugh with your ridiculousness. (Make no mistake--that's his arm in his pants.)

Okay, reverse harems. I love the thought of having a bunch of good-looking men chase after me. So I can understand women who want to live vicariously through the female protagonist. I am one of them.

Twelve Year Olds and Smut

So I usually read my manga online because I'm a cheapskate college student unlike my dear friend, sylphalchemist, who buys her books to review, takes the pictures herself, and translates them (yeah she's a badass). And I find I don't really pay attention to the tags attached to Shoujo. Out of all the past manga I've reviewed, only Crush on You was tagged with Shounen Ai. Apparently I have the instincts of a BL hound dog. I sniff that shit out.

I sat down, pondering what manga I've read that doesn't have BL, and I realized that the most ridiculous ones that belong to this blog are the ones that do. This does not include crossdressing heroines with mistaken BL, the gay side characters, and BL-centric shoujos. There's just something about merging heroines with BL that turns it into a sixty minute awkward pause where you try to stop, but you can't because like a common bystander, you want to watch that train wreak hit the wall.

Renai Shinjuu is one such manga. I read it earlier this year probably while waiting for a friend (the kind who you've hung out with but haven't fully let out all your inner nerd). And it was bad. That friendship didn't last long. Oh and manga was terrible.

Same Face Syndrome

I would say 99.999% of manga suffer from Same Face Syndrome. It's an epidemic that will never be rectified because artists are lazy. But it's not their fault. Why draw something that most readers won't give a crap about? With the world so ADD nowadays, readers take what, ten, fifteen seconds to look at a page? It's less time consuming to swap your characters' hair like wigs.

"You guys, I'm having a bit of an identity crisis here. Can somebody draw themselves a mustache?"

What amazes me is everything else is fine. Beautiful even. The backgrounds are detailed down to every shaded window, the animals are drawn to near perfect anatomy, and if the elderly aren't regular faces with a line underneath each eye, they've got all the wrinkles and sagging skin. So the artist is capable of drawing diverse faces other than different combinations of eyes and eyebrows. What boggles my mind is when the artist chooses to make their main cast practically the same. Who cares about background characters and throwaway characters, but the main cast?