Oh, I bet you weren’t expecting me back so soon! That’s right, Mischif no Snark [Ed. Note: Mischif who is decidedly not Onii-chan. Different people, guys.] is back without taking another twenty-seven-week hiatus! I’ve come across some more awesomeful doujins along my quest to fap to every piece of Twilight/Naruto fanfiction on the internets, and I’m sharing them here with you.
For those of you who were hoping for a new Onii-Chan Theatre, it must suck to be you right now. For everyone else, welcome back to another installment of Mischif no Snark! I know I said I would change the name, but then I got to thinking, and I realized that slight as it may be, there’s still some brand equity in the name, and it would be foolish of me to just discard it. And I can’t think up witty titles to save my life. Anyway, I know it’s been a while, which is why I’m coming back with a three-fer of some of the most awfulsome doujins I’ve seen yet. Now, ON TO THE SNARK:
Hello, hello my esteemed readers; happy to see me again? You are? I know you’re lying and you were hoping this was a new Onii-Chan Theatre, but I appreciate the thought. Anyspunk, welcome to another edition of Mischif no Snark! Just an FYI, I will be changing the name of these segments sometime soon, the current one was only supposed to be a working title until someone (cough) posted it early. But anyway, that’s not what you’re here for, you’re here to see me rip on some shitty eromanga, right? Right! So let me just dive in this bitch like the cunning linguist I am:
Hello all you perverts and pervettes! Ah who am I kidding, no girls read this blog. Anyway – I’m Jeremy, but you can call me Mischif, and I’m a new writer for Onii-chan no Ecchi! I’ve been lurking here and there for about six months or so, commenting every now and again, and when Randall sent out a call for new contributors, I jumped all over it. Now I’m here, and I hope you don’t mind if I write some stuff for you guys.
Anyway, I was wracking my brain trying to think of something really nice to write about, and in the end I decided to take a page from Randall’s book and snark about something, and it just so happened that I managed to come across two doujins that are prime and ready to be snarked – to hold onto something as we delve into what I’m going to call “Mischif no Snark”.