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Since seisatsu left, I've been wondering.. who originally founded Uboach?
Ever since I've been here he's always been the administrator, but I think I remember reading someone else started it?
IB history is weird. Any time I look into the history of them, they're usually tied to some network/webring, and the reason for their foundation is always unclear.

Does anyone else feel like they've been NEETbrained for essentially all of their life? Even in elementary school, I could never see myself going to college, because I hated school too much (I have ADHD and autism), and when I was in middle school, my plan was to mooch off my family until they die (my family consisted of two people who could have taken care of me), then either:

1. Mooch off friends (I didn't want to do that because even I am capable of basic guilt, but seeing as my family brought me into this world and fucked me up, I felt like I was owed them taking care of me).I have no friends now. I don't leave the house unless to help my mom with groceries, which is a shame because today was actually the perfect weather to relax in it :( but I don't really have lawn chairs etc.
2. Go to jail/prison for the rest of my life. Considering the type of people who end up there, how guards treat you, and what actions would even have to lead me there, no.
3. Go to a mental hospital for the rest of my life. I have been in them before. After the adjustment period, they're actually really nice. I remember being in one of those blue gowns and looking at myself in the mirror and feeling like that was the only place for me.

So yeah. I don't relate to the common NEET's life that went something like:
>be me
>exists
>naturally develop career-based dreams
>go to college for them (outside of NEETs who dropped out of high school, but a lot seemed to go to college)
>fail college or graduate (I'm surprised (and impressed) by the amount of NEETs who went to college, even if they never graduated)
>somehow failed in the workforce, probably due to social awkwardness and not being able to social network or have coworkers like them, idk

My life was more like being overwhelmed with the idea of growing up since I was 11-12 and never being able to cope with the growing accountability, responsibility, and independence, which led me to become suicidal so I never really SERIOUSLY planned for the future. I mean I did plan for the mooching/jail/mental hospital thing, but I genuinely just expected (and hoped) to be dead before 18. Now that I'm out of school, I am not actively suicidal, but… empty? Like I want something that doesn't exist. Purpose, Post too long. Click here to view the full text.

Reading non-fiction books such as manuals, biopics, essays and the like is quite a delight. Does anyone here find them interesting as well?
Share resources and non-fiction you find interesting in this thread.

Have you made any worlds in this game yet, ubuu?

Does anyone know when the next dream jam is? I just wanted to ask just so I know how many days I have to refresh my RPG maker knowledge(pic debatably relavent)

I am thinking of creating music in the style of Yume Nikki, and I know Kikiyama uses the RS7000. I wonder if it's possible to download free soundfonts online without buying an entire 7000 myself

Does anyone feel fundamentally different from other people?

Like there's an insurmountable wall separating you from everyone else that you won't ever be able to overcome. Even with all the riches and a perfect life on the surface there would still be distance.

Ever since I was a kid I was the "weird kid." At home I was an unwanted child. It really just feels like I'm not supposed to exist, but do anyway, as some glitch in the matrix. And all the forces in the universe are desperately trying to bug fix my existence.

I feel very little loyalty towards the world, humanity, or society.

Hey, Seagal. Since you recently permabanned me for criticizing your staff (and criticizing your staff in a perfectly civil and reasonable manner, I should add), I figured that I would hop on a public VPN and post a little farewell message on here. And I'm not going to be nearly as civil this time.

I first discovered Uboachan around 2012, when I was a teenager, after falling in love with Yume Nikki. Around the same time, I created the Uboachan Facebook group, which is still up, even though the Facebook account that I created it with has been gone for over a decade. The thing that most appealed to me about Uboachan was not just the Yume Nikki discussion, but the community. Uboachan was the only anonymous imageboard I had ever encountered that had a civil, mature, and respectful community. Compared to something like 4chan, it was practically a revelation.

For a long time, no website was more near and dear to my heart than Uboachan was. I often said that, if the site were to ever be shut down, I would purchase it myself just to keep it running forever. But I now realize that 2012 Uboachan is never coming back, and the site would be much better off just being put out of its misery. In the years since 2012, Seisatsu did everything that he possibly could to run Uboachan into the ground, including opening an official site Discord server (which completely killed the activity on the main site and only brought in the worst kinds of people), explicitly welcoming lolicon/shotacon pedos onto the site, starting an official site tranny thread (making us the laughingstock of all imageboards), employing his Discord xisters as mods, banning "hate speech" (i.e. criticism of his attempts to retool Uboachan into some kind of tranny hugbox), and generally trying to turn the site into his own personal /tttt/ Discord server, even thought the site was never originally meant to have anything to do with transgenderism or any kind of identity politics at all. As Seisatsu continued trying to remake Uboachan in his disgusting image, most oldfags fled the site entirely and the only new users who came in were trannies, pedophiles, incels, and femcels who came from the Discord server, which continues to get far more activity than the main site does, even today. And even those miasmic Discord users who came to Uboachan largely just moved back to Discord after a while. Today, Uboachan is not only completely dead, but also just another toxic and unpleasant imagebPost too long. Click here to view the full text.

anyone still active here?

trajanny moment lel

unban me

Fun fact, if you spend three hours as a single nerve being poked and prodded by electrical needles in a constant state of anxiety you will regain some lost memories and realize that your current path in life is a facsimile of a long forgotten nightmare in which you lose your sense of self and become a soulless drone forever trying to fit a square peg into a round hole. I hope this helps.

Black to play
D Malla vs W Kobese

test

has anyone made an up to date version of this guide? this is the most recent one i could find, its been a personal mission for me to play through them all

I've been messaging this girl for 4-5 years now. We get along exceptionally well on topics of art… and sexuality… like we're molded from the same clay. But there's a darkness to her. She used to have a lot of self-destructive tendencies that still persist and manifest. Sometimes she becomes aggressive or hostile towards me like you would see with a BPD person, but she always comes back. It does cost me a bit of stress and sanity everytime though, and she can disappear for a while.

We've meet each other as NEETs and now we're in this awkward place where she's occupied and I'm pretty occupied as well as more realistic about life. Neither of us really know what to do with each other going forward. We're from different parts of the world, so moving in together was a always a pipe dream. We hype each other up, then we tear each other down. But I consistently wonder how she's doing in life and I want to have insight into her life.

Is there any way to turn this situation into a positive? We both ultimately really like each other, just our usability for each other is becoming more limited. I don't want to let go of her though…