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  1. ↩️ Reply to tosiaki
    I see, thanks.
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  2. ↩️ Reply to comrade-lecter
    Apparently something's not quite right with the arrows. But you can access the other two pages by clicking to the right side of the page.
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  3. ↩️ Reply to HappyFriendly
    These are pretty. But why do they say 4 pages when I can access only 2?
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  4. I found a way to install this tab onto my phone screen, so it became easier to use this on mobile. But still the absence of mobile app feels. Although won't stop me from trashing this site with random thoughts that come to my mind at different times of the day.
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  5. Page 1/4 Next page ➡️ ()
    These positive phone backgrounds were originally posted on my twitter. I thought people here could use them too. You are not doomed to offend or harm anyone. You are good. Your thoughts are okay. Thoughts are harmless that goes for MAP and people like that struggle with OCD and POCD <3 You are amazing and valid and deserving of love.
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  6. Tumblr had porn bots. IS has Russian porn bots. I fit in with more and more scary accuracy.
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  7. Oversexualization of maps ()
    I noticed an interesting phenomenon, people often have an oversexualized perception of abnormal orientations. Whether it concerns LGBT identities or paraphilias, they always get treated like something more "adult". To say that you have a new boyfriend is socially acceptable, to say that you have a new sub is not, even though both merely indicate that you are in a relationship and give a vague hint that you probably are fucking (regardless of what people say, most vanilla couples still fuck, just as much as kinky couples). Showing a heterosexual romance story in a kid oriented medium is perfectly fine, but a same sex couple will get the content creator accused of exposing children to explicit content. Even diagnostic criteria for pedophilia don't have anything about romantic attraction, while sexual is present.

    I don't have a clear understating of why it happened, perhaps people like to strip outsiders of decency and warm human feelings that romance implies, perhaps they try to rationalize why someone can "refuse" to be attracted to something common and choose something else, and they misattribute it to a strong sexual interest towards exotic things. Perhaps both, or something entirely different. But this is not what I want to talk about now, what matters is the outcome.

    I do believe that this habit to stereotype every abnormal attraction as overly sexual is one of the reasons why people would say pedophiles are doomed to offend. If they picture them as people with superior sex drive, such an assumption is logical to make. So one of the ways to combat this harmful stigma fragment is to challenge its origin - the oversexualization of pedophilia, perpetuated by mainstream media. There are plenty of ace maps out there, or maps who are young and virgin, spreading their stories and letting their voices be heard might help.
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    Hello! I'm an ally to maps.

    Call me happy. I hope this site can be a home for all of us :)

    I'm not sure what else to say.
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    Why am I here?
    Hi there,

    So, every time I join a new site, I like to tell people about myself and go from there. However, things tend to be a little bit different these days.

    I'm from a community of people who are minor attracted. Sometimes, and often, we are simply called pedophiles and believed to be child abusers. This is as far from the truth as it could possibly be.

    I'm an adult who was abused as a child, and who then went on to discover they were attracted to a lot of people and things that for all intents and purposes, they simply shouldn't be capable of being attracted to. No choice was ever given to me, and the choice to seek help and support was taken away from me for a long time. It's not safe to be like me in today's society.

    But in recent years, there's been a surge of anti- contact nomaps who have come out of the woodwork to be louder and bolder. To help one another. These people, of which I am one, do not believe that children can consent to romantic or sexual relationships or contact. They do not believe that child pornography, or any child exploitation, is harmless. Many of us are dedicated to not only preventing those sorts of harm, but to also making a network that supports maps as well. This support would include being able to openly discuss who and what we are, as well as having safer access to therapy, and being unfairly targeted in online spaces.

    Twitter has recently taken the step to define that our attraction is welcome there so long as we do not promote child abuse or endangerment. This is an AMAZING bit of progress. However, sites like tumblr have still booted us from their platform without so much as an apology or hearing us out.

    I have spent much of my life hiding who I am, because it was simpler that way. But I am through with that, as I have more than myself to look out for now.

    I'm hoping to meet more people here, bring friends on board, and form a great community here.

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  10. Why am I here?
    Hi there,

    So, every time I join a new site, I like to tell people about myself and go from there. However, things tend to be a little bit different these days.

    I'm from a community of people who are minor attracted. Sometimes, and often, we are simply called pedophiles and believed to be child abusers. This is as far from the truth as it could possibly be.

    I'm an adult who was abused as a child, and who then went on to discover they were attracted to a lot of people and things that for all intents and purposes, they simply shouldn't be capable of being attracted to. No choice was ever given to me, and the choice to seek help and support was taken away from me for a long time. It's not safe to be like me in today's society.

    But in recent years, there's been a surge of anti- contact nomaps who have come out of the woodwork to be louder and bolder. To help one another. These people, of which I am one, do not believe that children can consent to romantic or sexual relationships or contact. They do not believe that child pornography, or any child exploitation, is harmless. Many of us are dedicated to not only preventing those sorts of harm, but to also making a network that supports maps as well. This support would include being able to openly discuss who and what we are, as well as having safer access to therapy, and being unfairly targeted in online spaces.

    Twitter has recently taken the step to define that our attraction is welcome there so long as we do not promote child abuse or endangerment. This is an AMAZING bit of progress. However, sites like tumblr have still booted us from their platform without so much as an apology or hearing us out.

    I have spent much of my life hiding who I am, because it was simpler that way. But I am through with that, as I have more than myself to look out for now.

    I'm hoping to meet more people here, bring friends on board, and form a great community here.
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  11. ()
    More old art. Anti map people are clearly something separate. Believing that some should be condemned and hurt just for thoughts, because "thoughts lead to actions" or "thoughts are just as bad as actions" and at the same time fantasizing about so much violence... Doesn't quite add up. The map's name is Toby, btw.
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  12. Tougou and Yagi have a grand old time ()
    I used a generator to write this.
    It all started when our predictably heroic hero, Tougou, woke up in a imaginery desert. It was the eighth time it had happened. Feeling abnormally pleased, Tougou backhanded a dangerous oil-soaked rag, thinking it would make him feel better (but as usual, it did not). Just as zero people expected he realized that his beloved jacket was missing! Immediately he called his so-called best friend, Yagi. Tougou had known Yagi for (plus or minus) 550,000 years, the majority of which were exotic ones. Yagi was unique. He was intelligent though sometimes a little... insensitive. Tougou called him anyway, for the situation was urgent. Yagi picked up to a very ecstatic Tougou. Yagi calmly assured him that most 3-legged wallabies yawn before mating, yet South American hissing sloths usually surreptitiously yawn *after* mating. He had no idea what that meant; he was only concerned with distracting Tougou. Why was Yagi trying to distract Tougou? Because he had snuck out from Tougou's with the jacket only four days prior. It was a flamboyant little jacket... how could he resist? It didn't take long before Tougou got back to the subject at hand: his jacket. Yagi grimaced. Relunctantly, Yagi invited him over, assuring him they'd find the jacket. Tougou grabbed his whale and disembarked immediately. After hanging up the phone, Yagi realized that he was in trouble. He had to find a place to hide the jacket and he had to do it aimlessly. He figured that if Tougou took the gas-guzzling, ecology-destroying, tankish SUV, he had take at least ten minutes before Tougou would get there. But if he took the bike? Then Yagi would be really screwed. Before he could come up with any reasonable ideas, Yagi was interrupted by four oafish cats that were lured by his jacket. Yagi cringed; 'Not again', he thought. Feeling worried, he aimlessly reached for his wolverine and aggressively stroked every last one of them. Apparently this was an adequate deterrent--the discouraged critters began to scurry back toward the imaginery desert, squealing with discontent. He exhaled with relief. That's when he heard the bike rolling up. It was Tougou. ----o0o---- As he pulled up, he felt a sense of urgency. He had had to make an unscheduled stop at McDonald's to pick up a 12-pack of ninja stars, so he knew he was running late. With a inept leap, Tougou was out of the bike and went scandalously jaunting toward Yagi's front door. Meanwhile inside, Yagi was panicking. Not thinking, he tossed the jacket into a box of live hand grenades and then slid the box behind his George Foreman grill. Yagi was exasperated but at least the jacket was concealed. The doorbell rang. 'Come in,' Yagi charismatically purred. With a quick push, Tougou opened the door. 'Sorry for being late, but I was being chased by some dimwitted zealous...zealot in a best-in-its-so-called-'class' sedan,' he lied. 'It's fine,' Yagi assured him. Tougou took a seat right next to where Yagi had hidden the jacket. Yagi sneezed trying unsuccessfully to hide his nervousness. 'Uhh, can I get you anything?' he blurted. But Tougou was distracted. Duly ecstatic about the looming crises, Yagi noticed a annoying look on Tougou's face. Tougou slowly opened his mouth to speak. '...What's that smell?' Yagi felt a stabbing pain in his taint when Tougou asked this. In a moment of disbelief, he realized that he had hidden the jacket right by his oscillating fan. 'Wh-what? I don't smell anything..!' A lie. A funny-smelling look started to form on Tougou's face. He turned to notice a box that seemed clearly out of place. 'Th-th-those are just my grandma's ninja stars from when she used to have pet long-haired sea monkeys. She, uh...dropped 'em by here earlier'. Tougou nodded with fake acknowledgement...then, before Yagi could react, Tougou fearlessly lunged toward the box and opened it. The jacket was plainly in view. Tougou stared at Yagi for what what must've been five minutes. A few unfulfilled decades later, Yagi groped surreptitiously in Tougou's direction, clearly desperate. Tougou grabbed the jacket and bolted for the door. It was locked. Yagi let out a exotic chuckle. 'If only you hadn't been so protective of that thing, none of this would have happened, Tougou,' he rebuked. Yagi always had been a little annoying, so Tougou knew that reconciliation was not an option; he needed to escape before Yagi did something crazy, like... start chucking dull pencils at him or something. Duly ecstatic about the looming crises, he gripped his jacket tightly and made a dash toward the window, diving headlong through the glass panels. Yagi looked on, blankly. 'What the hell? That seemed excessive. The other door was open, you know.' Silence from Tougou. 'And to think, I varnished that window frame five days ago...it never ends!' Suddenly he felt a tinge of concern for Tougou. 'Oh. You ..okay?' Still silence. Yagi walked over to the window and looked down. Tougou was gone. ----o0o---- Just yonder, Tougou was struggling to make his way through the disease-infested jungle behind Yagi's place. Tougou had severely hurt his double chin during the window incident, and was starting to lose strength. Another pack of feral cats suddenly appeared, having caught wind of the jacket. One by one they latched on to Tougou. Already weakened from his injury, Tougou yielded to the furry onslaught and collapsed. The last thing he saw before losing consciousness was a buzzing horde of cats running off with his jacket. But then God came down with His attractive smile and restored Tougou's jacket. Feeling worried, God smote the cats for their injustice. Then He got in His best-in-its-so-called-'class' sedan and zipped away with the fortitude of 2,000 venomous koalas running from a misshapen pack of Indonesian devil cats. Tougou flipped with joy when he saw this. His jacket was safe. It was a good thing, too, because in nine minutes his favorite TV show, South Park, was going to come on (followed immediately by 'When 3-legged wallabies meet hand grenade'). Tougou was thrilled. And so, everyone except Yagi and a few hand grenade-toting South American hissing sloths lived blissfully happy, forever after.
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  13. Stigma and Maps ()
    One of my old archive science posts. I'm not sure it is necessary yet, there's nobody to argue with, I'm just testing the format.

    There is an emerging consensus among researchers that having pedophilic interests is not synonymous with child sexual abuse or other amoral behavior. Nevertheless, misconceptions about pedophilia are highly prevalent among the general public and mental health practitioners. <...> We argue that stigmatization of people with pedophilic sexual interests has undesired indirect effects on risk factors for child sexual abuse, particularly on an emotional and social level. Also, fear of being rejected or treated unethically may prevent pedophilic individuals at risk for sexual offending from confiding in medical practitioners or psychotherapists. Psychologists working with pedophilic individuals in forensic or clinical settings should be aware that stigmatizing people with pedophilia may increase their risk of sexual offending, and provide help to deal with potential stigma-related repercussions.

     
    Stigmatization and societal punitiveness about pedophilia have a range of potential consequences, such as the social isolation of people with sexual interest in children, and the formation of policies that are not consistent with empirical research findings. Previous research has shown that people with pedophilic sexual interests use societal thinking to self-stigmatize, which in turn may actually serve to increase their risk of committing a sexual offense.
     
     
     
    Results revealed that the shame and secrecy resulting from stigma associated with pedophilic interests often prevented our respondents from seeking professional counseling, and only about 20% tried to talk to anyone about their sexual interests prior to their arrest. Barriers to seeking and receiving psychological services included concerns about confidentiality, fears of social and legal consequences, personal shame or confusion about the problem, affordability, and challenges finding competent therapists who were adequately equipped to help them. Understanding and ultimately reducing obstacles to help-seeking can improve the quality of life for people with harmful sexual interests and potentially prevent sexual abuse of children or other vulnerable individuals.
     
     
     
    In the general public however, it is to be expected that sexually abusive behavior
    towards children is often confused with pedophilia as a sexual preference. In the media,
    people with pedophile or other paraphile interests are often stereotypically portrayed as
    violent criminals (Diefenbach, 1997; Kitzinger, 2004). The public’s view of sexual offenders is extremely negative (Fortney, Levenson, Brannon, & Baker, 2007). Agreement with the stereotype that pedophilia often or always coincides with child sex offenses is likely to prompt a high degree of discrimination against people with pedophilia, regardless of their actual behavior. This may have a negative impact on the mental health of a person suffering from pedophilia, and unwanted indirect effects on the likelihood of this person seeking therapy when needed. Both potential consequences may, presumably, put children at risk of child sexual abuse.
     
     
    For instance, the societal rhetoric about people who abuse children (e.g., “monsters,” “predators,” and “deviants,” along with declarations that they are not amenable to treatment and will inevitably reoffend) is rather damaging to the self-concepts of MAPs, who internalize these stigmatizing perceptions (Buckman et al., 2016; Jahnke, 2018). The shame and secrecy that result from this stigma prevent MAPs from reaching out to find role models, professionals, or confidants who might offer support or advice about how to deal with minor attraction and achieve a satisfying and healthy life (Beier, 2016; Buckman et al., 2016; Piché et al., 2016).
     
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  14. The Apocalypse ()
    The Apocalypse is a story I have co written with another person, based on a shorter story by my boyfriend, let in a dystopian future where anti maps have won. Pestilence (Lecter) is me, Death (Francis) is my boyfriend.

    ...Tiny echo slowly died out in thick walls. A man dressed like a high rank officer was sitting the table, staring unblinkingly in the eye of the camera. He looked powerful and intimidating, even more now, when he was silent. “Ok, that one was good”, - his counterpart said. - “I think we're done here.” The man breathed out, closed his eyes for one moment. “That'd better work”, - he said. “Yes”, - the operator nodded. - “Or we're both dead.” “Still wanna be immortal, eh?” “Why not?” - a wink - “Don't you?” “I do”, - the “officer” got up, slowly moved around the table, his face emotionless. - “Just not with you.”.... Francis was sitting in a large studio together with about 10 people who happened to be just as unlucky. Or lucky, depending on how you looked at it. His eyes finally got adjusted to the bright light, so he stopped wincing all the time, and the cameras focused on his face more often. But it wasn't his time to speak yet. “And here”, - the host of the show, a young black woman with yellow eye lenses, made a gesture towards a skinny man with long black hair - “we have Mr Jonas Warren, a leader of an online pedophile community in the past, a law abiding citizen in the present. Say “hello” to our subscribers, Mr Warren!” “Hey, guys”, - said he nonchalantly. Francis looked at him. For a second he thought he could see the script coming up in Warren's glasses in tiny white letters, but, of course, it was impossible. Warren coughed and continued, his voice growing more mechanic: “Several years before the revolution I was one of the key figures behind the so-called “map community”. James the Map was the pseudonym I was hiding behind. But I never took pride in who I was, and I was seeking to destroy that horrible community from the inside...” Why didn't they kill him? Francis wondered. They killed Wert, Mells, almost everyone else who wasn't a minor back then. They could have easily made their poster figure out of anyone else. Nobody would even remember who he was and what he did. “... I taught child rights' protectors how to hunt down pedophiles in their own servers, and the pedophile community disowned me...” Of course we disowned you. You let a genocide apologist in a server where minor maps were sharing their personal information. If not Lecter, it could have gone far worse. Although what can be “worse” now, when everything is lost... “... I contacted the servants of the state right away. They put a bracelet that detect where I am on my arm”, - he lifted his left hand and demonstrated the small black thing - “I wouldn't be able to take it off even if I wanted to, and prescribed me meds that lower libido. “Never-ever”, they come in injections or pills, almost no side effects, you can order them online on the official site www.neverever.stat.med.” Francis shot a side glance at the host, and saw how her eyes widen a bit. Apparently, that wasn't in the script. Someone giggled. “Thank you for sharing this touching story of recovery with us, Mr Warren,” - the woman smiled. “Now let's listen to someone who was victimized and hurt by that community. Mr Francis Schwarz.” Francis felt the eyes turning to him. Red neon letters appeared on the screen on his glasses, invisible to anyone but him: “START SPEAKING”. So he started repeating after the text: “I was only 15 when I found the community Mr Warren was talking about...” *** It was past 3 am when he got home. The show left him worn out mentally and going up to the 22nd floor on foot left him worn out physically. He sleepily stumbled into the flat and closed the door behind. Only then he felt something he'd otherwise feel right after opening it. A tiny smell of leather and something acidic. Someone else was in the flat. Francis remembered about the gun he kept in his bedroom, which he, of course, didn't take to that dumb show, about two knives in the kitchen, and pepper spray in the bag that was supposed to be here, close to the door. He make a quick step, reached for it in the dark, feeling like he's losing precious seconds. “Hello, Death”, - a familiar voice called. Francis froze. Even if he hadn't recognized the voice, only one person in the world called him Death. “Lecter?” “Yes. Close the curtains and turn on the light. No point in sitting here in the dark.” Slightly disoriented, Francis did as he was told. Lecter followed him around the flat, staying several steps behind, and there was something in it that made Francis' mind go back to the pre-war times and his heart beat. Finally he secured the flat from whoever might have been outside and switched on the light. Lecter was standing in the middle of room, blinking at the sudden flash. Like in good old days, he was dressed in leather from head to toe. Natural leather was illegal, but from what Francis knew, it was the smallest of his problems. Then Francis noticed some changes in his friend's face and figure. “You quit T?” - he asked, and Lecter nodded. - “But why?” “I don't want to eat shit they want us to eat”, - he responded in his usual blunt manner. “Who knows what else they put there. But anyway, this doesn't matter.” “Ok,” - Francis felt a bit awkward. “Let's go drink some-” - he wanted to say “tea”, but reconsidered - “coffee.” They went to the kitchen, and Francis pulled out two cups and switched on the electric teapot. “You weren't as active online as you used to be”, - he noted. “Where?” - Lecter scoffed. “On your pocket tumblr?” “That's not a pocket tumblr, that's a free speech site!” - Francis protested. “A speech is free only when the speaker is free. Otherwise it's just a circus.” “Speaking of circuses, saw me today on Channel 2? I wrote about it on my blog”, - Francis said, reaching out for the teapot which was already hot enough. “Yes. Absolute degeneracy. I even liked it a little bit”, - he smiled somewhat bitterly. Francis poured the boiling water into the cups and dropped the coffee in. They sat in silence for a little bit, and just watched each other. They haven't met in person for almost a year, and a lot changed since then. “I saw your new political views update”, - Lecter finally said, as if responding to Francis' thoughts. “Why do you go with the centrists now?” “Do you like what the far left did to us?” - Francis replied with another question. “This is not the far left, this is just antis and neoliberals”, - Lecter shook his head to move aside the hair that covered his right eye. His hair looked as if he didn't wash it for at least a month, and probably so it was. - “In comparison to me they aren't even left.” “Maybe”, - Francis had to agree with the last statement - “but you know what I mean. You saw what this ideology does to people. I can't support something like this.” “Remember the post I made once?” - Lecter suddenly asked. “When I was still trying to persuade James. About the tendencies of the map community I dislike.” “Something about polarization?” - Francis wasn't sure. He took pride in his good memory, but even he couldn't remember a single post made years ago word by word. “Yes”, - Lecter picked up the cup, it was already cool enough to drink. - “We all have that temptation, to mirror our enemies, to be their opposite, but it's often counterproductive. Like it is now. You won't beat antis by being the opposite of an anti.” “It's not about being the opposite only, it's about not supporting what they promote”, - Francis felt like Lecter does have a point, and this feeling was rather uncomfortable. “On a site with nazis and other losers. Cheers!” - Lecter ironically saluted him with a cup. His hand twitched, and he spilled a couple of drops on the table. “Let's not argue now, please”, - Francis asked. He wasn't fond of offline discourse in general, and especially not now, when he just met someone that important to him after such a long break. “I didn't come to argue either, I guess I just get carried away easily”, - Lecter spoke quieter and slower, and carefully put the cup on the table. “I came to ask you a question. If I were to blow it all up, would you stand by my side?” “Sure”, - Francis nodded. - “I think, yes, of course.” “Thank you, Death”, - Lecter finished the coffee and got up. - “You are a good person”, - he added with unexpected sadness in his voice. - “And you belong to a better future than the one I can make.” “Um... Thank you”, - Francis wasn't sure how to reply. Before Lecter said such things sometimes too, and they always made Francis blush with embarrassment. He only hoped Lecter didn't notice. - “Are you leaving already?” - he asked, confused, when he saw Lecter heading for the door. - “I thought you'd stay for the night.” “I can't, I have work to do.” And so he left. Francis stayed in the kitchen and stared at the cup across the table, lost in thought, until it was 6 o'clock, and the TV set, compulsory for every flat, started showing the morning programs. *** The next several months he spent as if he was half asleep. He kept returning to this conversation, and to many conversations that happened before it, before the war, both online and offline, and he couldn't get rid of the feeling of loss. There was something he did wrong at some point, and that's why he was where he was. There were times when they were the Horsemen of the Apocalypse. Right now “Death”, like an inside joke shared only between him and Lecter, was the only reminder of those times. There were times when they had dreams, had future. Everything went out of hand when James (Francis couldn't get used to calling him Jonas) betrayed them. And then there was the war, and then they were here and now. Francis went on with his life, he argued with nazis on “pocket tumblr”, how Lecter called a deep web site for people with controversial opinions, with slowly growing disgust for the right, the left, and the center alike. Sometimes discourse gave him a feeling of something familiar, but nothing of it was like before, when the map community was standing strong and protecting each one of its members. Lecter announced a hiatus on his blog, and without him Francis felt even more lonely. One day he was scrolling down his dash as usual, when he heard the sound of the sirens from the TV. He rose his head and froze. Lecter was looking at him from the screen. “Now, that I have your attention”, - he started with a wicked half smile on his face - “I am Marlen Belov, and I just overthrew your pseudo socialist government.” How? It seemed impossible. Francis stared at the screen with a mix of disbelief and happiness. He noticed that Lecter was looking better, he cut his hair, and the features of his face were more masculine, indicating that he started T again. He was wearing some uniform that Francis did not recognize. Lecter continued talking, something about bravery of his comrades and the army that joined him, then the camera switched off and on, and now Francis was looking at James. “They thought they could control us, they could not be more wrong”, - he started, tossing the bracelet that was once on his arm from one hand to another. His left arm was bandaged. Francis didn't know for how long the broadcast continued. It seemed to have ended in mere minutes, and the screen died. He reached for his phone, almost compulsively. The official internet didn't work. He tried accessing different sites, but it gave zero results. He felt lost and confused. Why was he not a part of any of it? There was an uneasy feeling growing, that all of it was some kind of a trick. Then a tumblr notification popped up. A message from comrade-lecter. “Pack up and go out. I'm coming for you” *** Francis heard the first gunshots when he just stepped out of the house. The echoed perfectly in the jungles of high buildings, and so did the shouts. Two cars drove by on a speed at least twice more than the permitted, a young man was sticking out of the window of the second one and yelling something incoherent. The street was slowly filling with people and with sounds. Then a car stopped in several meters from him. It was a black minivan that looked more like minitank, and Francis' hopes woke up. But when the door opened, he felt as if he was lied to. Yes, it was Lecter. He was wearing the same leather coat as during their last meeting, it only got more dirty and dusty. He did cut his hair, but his face looked pale and thin, and it was obvious he didn't even touch T. He jumped out of the car, and Francis made several steps towards him. “It was a recording”, - Lecter answered an unasked question. - “Made more than a year ago.” “And James?” “Made a virus that spread the video and will shut down their net for solid 6 hours”, - Lecter chuckled. - “They will never have the chance to restore it, not with all these riots that are starting now. Their state is destroyed.” “Where is he now?” “Dead.” They were standing mere centimeters apart now. Suddenly Lecter rose his hand and stroked Francis' cheek. The younger man instinctively stepped closer. “We are the only two left”, - Lecter almost whispered. - “This is the Apocalypse, and we are the Horsemen. Will you take a ride with me?” “Always.”


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    My OCs Claudia and Anna who are both non offending MAPs. I'll post more about them if I stay on this site.
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  17. First post? ()
    This site looks nice. I hope I can stay here. I am a NOMAP ally. What does it mean?

    - I support humane attitude to non offending minor attracted people;
    - I support scientific research of minor attractions and I want to spread medical info;
    - I do not support sexual or romantic relationships with children, as I consider them abuse;
    - I do not support child abuse images (child porn).

    Can we co-exist on this platform? I hope. I'll try not to interfere with other tags and not get involved with people who don't want to see me (unless they come to me first). I don't know how comments or chats here work, but once I've figured that out, I'm available for any discourse or conversations. Even if you want to be rude, bring it on, I don't mind. I'm going to post my old map related art and articles (example below).
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  18. What did she mean by this?
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  19. Zeon did nothing wrong.
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  20. Children's card games are fun!
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