a window into the anomaly, brimming with glorious vacancy. devoid of direction, purpose, music, design, reason, osaka is tasked with the thing she's the most capable of: being
i like it when osaka starts to dance like peter griffin, like in that one episode where he sings 'the bird is the word'. do you think she watches family guy at her free time?
I wanna know what she does with the ladle and the pan cause every time she steps out that door with those two in hand it sounds like she's fighting her inner demons
In my copy osaka doesn't have any limbs and her hair is blue and only sometimes does she have a head but the back of it is gone and you can see the eyes on the other side. Real life creepypasta.
As humanity continues to shed blood and fear onto itself, we completely dodge the universal paradise that can be achieved if we all learn just a little bit from Osaka.