Dystopia Thread
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>2069
>Today is international "Get A Gf Day" in honor of the ratio of men to women being 1:1
>"Fucking normies, they think I don't know.."
>I slide on my charcoal trench one sleeve at a time
>"..what they did."
>My lips jerk into a sneer as I am reminded of "The Great Vurge" where 360 million virgins were forcibly removed from their homes and purged
>"I remembered it like it was yesterday.." I mutter while staring at my Virtually Automated Waifu [VAW] who beams with false affection
>I walk down the hallway and enter the living room where my Battle-Station awaits
>I enter a password and connect to the Externet
>I post to all my designated social media sites my final words, "My name is not important, what is important is what I'm going to do. I just fucking hate this world and the human normals feasting on its carcass. My whole life is just cold, bitter angst, and I've always wanted to die violently. This is a time of vengeance and no life is worth saving. And I will put into the grave as many as I can. It's time for me to kill and it's time for me to die."
>"My genocide crusade begins...here"
>Immediately I destroy the machine to prevent being traced by the CIDF - Chad International Defense Force and SJW - Stacy Justice Warriors
>They've been on my ass for a while
>I walk over to the couch, brown and wasted, flipping off its cushions to reveal a hidden armory
>Grabbing what I can, I place each weapon within the pockets of my Trenchcoat: Incendiary Vibrators, Flesh-LASER, Ultrasonic Alpha Detector, Omnidirectional Castration Gun, RPC (Rocket Propelled Condom) and lastly, my trusty infinitum folded Katana.
>I look out the curtain covered windows, no mass panic has ensued yet: "Perfect."
>Before I walk out the door I grab my cassette player and start my symphony of destruction "Komm, susser Tod" (Come, Sweet Death)
>I now stood right before the door, placing my shaking hands on the doorknob and opening it to the blinding light of the New World Alpha
>"It's time."
1/?
>>29220160
There is no part 2 of this story my mistake.
Hopefully others post their own dystopian stories.
>suddenly, Chad Mittensworth (the worst and least valuable member of the CIDF) appears before me.
>I slice at him with my katana, and he laughs at how pathetic I am before shooting me.
>final k/d ratio: 0/1
>2020
>beta virgins have taken over
>a Betaucracy has been established, "all betas shall have gfs, all girls must submit to betas and give them sex, alphas must stay virgins"
>"punishment for having sex with an alpha is cementation of vagina and decapitation of penis"
>"all women must consent to sex with a beta by age 8"
>be 18 still a virgin
>refused to be with those beta scum
>meet up with Chad at night to avoid V.I.R.G.O. "Virgin International Raping Girls Organization"
>he gives me a weak smile, but I nod knowing what I'm getting into
>that night we lose our virginities through hot, steamy, passionate love
>I cry a little wishing it could last forever
>Chad smokes a cig in relief
>he wraps his arms around me and whispers "it's gonna be okay"
>all of a sudden we hear the sounds of unsheathing
>"o-oh god no, C-chad they're here" I whimper
>Chad goes to the side whips out his semi
>"not on my wa-" he sputters as blood starts pouring out of his mouth
>"CHAAAAAAAD!!!" I start screaming and crying as Betas descend from the shadows
>I get grabbed by two and ripped away, still nude
>before I leave the room I watch as they decapitate Chad and jack off on his corpse, shrieking
>I'm dragged through the streets while V.I.R.G.O. members tip their fedoras to my shapely form and god-tier tits
>they bring me into the "cementer" room and hang me with chains flipped over, legs spread apart, head to the floor
>I cry as I already know my fate
>a beta looks at me but averts his gaze from my eyes
>"YOU DISGUSTING FREAK WHY DON'T YOU KILL YOURSELF HUH? YOU KNOW THAT NO WOMEN WILL EVER LOVE YOU WITHOUT THESE STUPID FUCKING RULES!"
>he breaks down and shoots himself in the head because he knows it's true
>the beta flock over to their fallen brethren, seething with pepe anger
>at least I took one of these fuckers down with me
>they start the cementer, a microdick shaped machine descends
>it penetrates me to fill my womanhood with cement
>I have my last orgasm while thinking of Chad
February 14th, 2097 --
"Just be yourself," they said, a common phrase now mandated by law to uphold. It became a new religion for people around the world; more like a cult to me.
Walking down the sidewalk and sideswiping the landscape and edifices with my eyes, it's no surprise to catch many "Chaditories" littered with condoms, thongs, and female cum-rags.
To put it simply: it was Hell.
Slowly as pussy became permanently ingrained on their pedestals, even the ugliest of women (not to mention Fetal Alcohol Syndrome) were entitled to the Chaddest of men. It was safe to say that Betas suffered a lesser fate, as they weren't permitted to stay in designated brothels and forced to pay sexual homage to any woman who walked through their door. I continued at a more steady pace as I longed to get away from the yeasty-fish stench from those buildings.
>Did anybody notice the smell?
I pondered, I guess the humans got used to it, being overruled by females all the time, why even bother complaining, you' be put to death anyways or sent away to a Menstruation Camp; a place where men were punished and used as "living tampons" ingesting all the putrid vaginal secretions those beats spewed from their screeching-eyes, how dare they call them whispering.
>What about the Betas?
Well you could say that they spent their lives in wage slavery, given just enough to eat and clothe themselves unless they worked harder to use the internet.
>What was the point?
There was no point, the only websites permitted were Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, and obligatory, Tumblr. 4chan, no, ALL chans were banned and anything that didn't comply to the SWF's(Six wave feminists) rules and expectations. Sickening. Worse enough top brass was full of landwhales, and god knows how they get when nobody gives them their fill.
>What about you?
For the time being I work, hoping that one day I'll be able to escape this place and travel beyond the incarceration of women. But until then I wait...for the Uprising.
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>Year 2026
>SJW enforced celebration day.
>Wake up.
>70 survaliance devices in my room.
>50 of them are capable of reading my thoughts.
>Dump ice water on nuts to prevent morning wood.
>Be sure to drink my soy milk.
>Put gender neutral peanut butter on gluten free bread.
>Get down on both knees and recite my prayer.
>"LORD HILLARY FORGIVE ME FOR BEING A CIS MALE! I KNOW NOT WHAT I DO. I WILL EMPOWER WOMEN AND BLACK LIVES MAN. AGENDERED INDIVIDUAL"
>Put on govt issue gender netural jump suit.
>Open front door to start my day.
>Police officer standing on my porch.
>"You're coming with me you cis-scum. our camera's caught you with an erection this morning."
>Stand in court room.
>Judge Tyrone Gonzalez presiding.
>Tell him I'm sorry and I did not use that erection for the intent of rape.
>Plead for 1 year in the re-education camp.
>Judge puts down his I-phone 57
>Nah mang, you gonna do 5 years in dat ho.
>"Don't u kno we wuz kingz and I was a women."?
>On bus to camp.
>attempt suicide but, fail.
>penis removed.
>balls crushed in.
>Lord lady king Hilary laughs at my pain.
>Such is life.
Hesitate to think that this won't one day resemble the truth.
>>29222681
>don't you kno we wuz kangz
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