Operation Overlord
Operation Overlord iswas the organized raid in which /b/ planned to destroy the hipster blogging tool Tumblr. /b/ flooded Tumblr with phishers, gore porn, and cp, temporarily sending tumblr users into a whirlpool of rage and confusion until both sides decided this was boring and that they should sex the living fuck out of each other forever instead.
The Origin
On November 12th, 2010, a butthurt Tumblr user got sick of not receiving as many reblogs as FuckYeahKissing, and decided to make a personal army request to /b/. This included photos insisting 4chan had declared war on Tumblr. As most people who use /b/ nowadays are the same people using Tumblr, nobody really cared. The first move of Operation Overlord, started when /b/ organized a flood of tumblr accounts used to phish, troll, and post gore porn and cp.
After a few 16 year old girls were sufficiently butthurt, a couple of them decided to name /b/ "scoliosis". Tumblr then began to flood the 4chan boards with kittens (a really great idea) and their own forced meme What is air? They even blanked the ED page for Tumblr and got pwned by mysterybot.
Da Plan
At 5pm, November 14th, /b/ planned to DDoS Tumblr, claiming that it would "deliver the final blow" to the website. This threw Tumblr users into a nerd rage and prompted them to shit all over their blogs. Unfortunately, since the only people who use 4chan are hipsters, nothing happened.
—some hipster | ||
—some other hipster, stating the truth | ||
The Attack
Not surprisingly, the DDoS failed due to most /b/ users being stupid faggots. Tumblr began claiming that they had defeated /b/, but it was the mods who fucked with the site, possibly because they too are virgins and want some hipster pussy.
When the DDoS attack against Tumblr failed to bring the site to its knees, the gooey hipster core of Tumblr began to shit post all over /b/. When this happened the mods at 4chan put in a word filter that 404'd every thread with the word "Tumblr" in it, creating a vast empty space where /b/ once stood.
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The Surprising Conclusion
As tumblr and /b/ users found themselves torn between the two sides, they decided to create a 3rd side like a child during a divorce. This gave birth to a line of one panel comics featuring /b/ as the bitter husband, and tumblr as the cute hipster wife.
- What /b/ apparently claims: Everything below is the direct result of all the underageb& faggots on /b/, so please disregard it.
- What everyone else is saying: Only butthurt newfags pretending to be oldfags are in complete denial over this.
[Posting on /b/: A survival guide]
—an utter /b/astard, http://theseus32.tumblr.com/ | ||
In the end, 4chan, filled with basement dwelling, sex-craving neckbeards, and Tumblr filled with attention seeking, sex-starved hipster girls got bored flooding each others sites and realized they could fuck each other's brains out in some angry make up sex.
—A tumblr-tan, on 4chan | ||
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Tits threads suddenly began to get answers from the very owners of said tits. ID threads suddenly began to get answers from owners of their own dox. You Love You Lose threads suddenly had everyone losing as tumblr girls kicked out the usual celebrity drivel with their own real photos. Hookup threads started flooding /b/'s front page as tumblr-tans began wading through the forced memes and fail for the hidden love waiting for them. And /b/ did not wait either as they started signing up on tumblr in heaploads advertising the sudden love call.
—Anonymous, on /b/ | ||
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Over 9000 hookups IRL are expected to take place in the near future.
Love on the internet, folks. It's that real.
The Signs Were There
[That Night]
"You can delete your blog and change your url as many times as you want, but at the end of the day, I know where you are, Tumbly," he growled against her ear, sending shivers down her spine and making her nipples perk. She bit her lower lip, feeling her pussy get damp against her panties when his hand made its way up her back and around her rib cage, rubbing a fingernail roughly over her nipple. She moaned, hating herself for it, for letting the enemy get her so vulnerable, but at least she had fought the good fight. Wriggling, she tried to free herself of his one-handed grip, pretending with as much ferocity as she could muster that she wanted nothing to do with him and his yummy biting on her neck, his rough fingers rolling her pink nipples between his thumb and forefinger as he ground his hips against her ass.
With one hand, he had both of hers pinned high on the wall above her, skirt-covered ass pushed back against his erection, clothed only by his suit bottoms. He wanted to do things to her she'd never heard of, or at least he thought she had never heard of, and as much as she protested, she wanted him to do them to her. "You make me sick, you piece of- hnng!" he bit down on the soft, white skin of her neck hard enough to break the skin and leave a purple bruise on her broken skin, fingers moving with lightning speed down underneath the elastic band of her sweet cotton panties to drag against her soaking clit, and she screamed in pleasure, pushing hard against his raging erection. "Thought you hipster girls tried to make yourself look as cute and innocent as possible. Innocent girls don't talk that way, sweetheart." She panted, spit dripping down her chin, rubbing her ass against his cock through his pants.
"Fuck innocence; I don't care. Are you going to do this or just- hahnhh," she whimpered at his fingers on her pussy, rubbing her into a shivering, horny mess. Her hair clip had fallen out and her bangs were in her eyes, she hated that shit. He knew she did; he only took it out to piss her off. As always.
"You shave that little pussy for me? Were you waiting for it? Did you expect this," he thrust forward, two fingers pushing into her tight hole, and she whimpered, fingernails digging into the wall. Her vision was blurry from pleasure, knees weak and wobbling, so when he drew back, letting go of her hands, she dropped against the wall like a ragdoll, body jelly waiting to be molded. As she panted, she glared up at him, knees hurting from their impact with the floor, and she knew they would be bruised in the morning. His hands unzipped his pants and they fell to the floor in a soft 'woosh' of fabric, pushing his underwear down after so that his erect dick could stand up proudly against his smooth, green stomach.
He looked down at her, and reached forward, twisting his fingers in her hair, and forcing her head up to position her mouth at his head.
"Suck."
She growled, opening her mouth and letting him force her head onto his bobbing, thick shaft. It was musky, and he moaned softly at the feel of her soft lips sucking wetly at his meat, pushing her head down until her nose was nestle in his bush. She choked, trying not to gag and bite down on his dick but the length of it was in her throat, and as she sucked and slurped, licking her hot pink tongue over the green length, she tried to pull as far back as she could. He was having none of it, and after gently guiding her head to rest against the wall behind her, he rammed into her mouth unforgivingly.
Her eyes went wide, and she chocked, mumbling something - about stopping, he was sure - around the dick in her mouth. He pulled her hair harder. “Jesus, just shut up and suck, ng…Aw yeah…” she felt her blood pressure skyrocket always and forever an asshole.
In lesson, she let her jaw fall shut just enough to warn him, give him a shock, scare him. He gasped, pulling back, and swatted her across the face. She yelled, falling over, and laughed as he spluttered.
“Did you just bite my fucking dick?” He snarled, and she laughed, slipping her pink panties off over one slim ankle and kicking them at him. “Oh, it’s funny?” She laughed harder, laying back against the ground and letting her fingers wander down to her exposed belly button, where they moved into the yummy dip below her hip bones, and slipped under the waistband of her skirt. She moaned, fingering herself as she watched him.
“Fine, you want to bite. Right, we’ll do it your way, little bitch.” He kneeled down, crawling far enough over to her to grab her by an ankle and drag her to him. She yelped, but he just brought her to him, sitting back to draw her into his lap. She laughed, sensing his anger. He liked to piss her off; she liked to piss him off just as much. It was like a game.
She moved, feeling her wet pussy settle down over the head of his cock, but her pinched her ass under her skirt. “Ow! What the-” He grinned the manic grin that promised her trouble, and flipped her around so that her back was resting against his chest, and shrugged out of his jacket, throwing it somewhere behind him.
She went stiff, knowing what he wanted, and groaned in pain when he went to shove his entire length into her ass. Her fingernails dug into the skin on his thighs, and he bounced, making her sink lower onto his hot dick. She screamed, pushing back against him, and he hissed in pleasure. Taut little bitch.
“This is what you get, you know. Hipster cunt, just - mm- yeah wiggle around like that, shouldn’t bite boys who are bigger than you.” She felt tears well up in the corners of her eyes, but refused to give him the satisfaction of her tears.
“Just like a cockmongler to shove it up someone’s ass.” Her neck was limp, face pressed against the green skin of his neck as she spoke, and he laughed at her this time. Tumbly always lost these games. His hand snaked around to finger her clit, and she started panting again.
He kept his hips still until her breathing was heavy again, and she moved her ass against him impatiently. Wasn’t the first time he had fucked her this way, probably wouldn’t be the last with her attitude. She licked a stripe up his neck and bit his earlobe, wrapping one arm behind his head to move herself around on his shaft while her fingered her pussy.
He rubbed at the fleshy hill, playing her until she was jumping on his dick like it was a trampoline, and then he pushed her forward onto all fours, ramming his dick in her ass as hard and viciously as he could, listening to her scream.
He pumped, fast and furious, dick on fire, blood burning feeling his little bitch pant lustily for him, scream her pleasure out while he banged her like a dog. Hipster fucking…Jesus Christ it felt good to fuck the little shit.
His balls went tight, and he pistoned his hips as fast as possible, vision white with pleasure, as he slammed into her soft ass one more time, blowing his load and hearing her scream as she came, wetness dripping down between her thighs. He pumped a few more times, letting his dick get soft inside her before he pulled out, rubbing his dick over her ass to wipe some of the residue off. His sperm leaked out of her, and he laughed, smacking her on the ass as she fell to her elbows, exhausted.
As he pulled up his pants and walked around her, wiping some sweat from his brow, he bent down to grab her clippie, throwing it at her. She winced, and pushed herself up onto her knees, grabbing it and putting it into her hair. Grabbing his jacket from the floor, he tossed it over a shoulder and waved at her as he walked out, "Reblog that shit."
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The unfortunate boner killing truth
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In addition to the uncounted camwhores that suddenly decided it was time to make several anons happy, reports have surfaced that indeed, anons are beginning to return those feelings by expressing them as well. Truly strange how the internet hate machine works.
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