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Cake day: June 15th, 2023

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  • What an asinine comment. Republican-lite? Do you live in the same America I do? If Trump wins in November, the cute little protests you’ve been doing under Biden will be met with abduction and murder in the style of Putin. Plan on fighting back? Who owns Hong Kong? And someone like you wouldn’t fight with 10% of the courage and conviction of a Hong Kong native. You will lose and die.

    The Biden administration may actually hear you out and you use that opportunity to shit in their ear and call them genociders and zionists. For your sake I hope you’re a white hetero male, because the future you’re ensuring for anyone else is gonna be bleak. Perhaps that’s your intention?


  • No video game has ever or will ever invoke the global emotional response that films or literature do. The artists making them are creatively throttled by the gaming industry and emotionally stunted by the culture. The market is beyond flooded. Twitch culture is just plain sad. It offers no knowledge or inspiration save for walkthroughs (which are for pussies). The fuckwads that treat video games like actual athletics are fucking cringe and those that are actually the best are getting abused by their sponsors because nobody gives a fat fuck. The real accomplishment was creating the product not the nameless sheep that play it.

    For specifics, Texas Saw is better than DBD but immediately broken by speedrunners. Without randomized levels it’s toast. The Quarry was a joke. Give me actual filmed cutscenes and the style of gameplay is dated and cheap. I’d rather just watch Banderdnatch. The Last of Us was the closest you’ll ever get to a mature, thoughtful, narrative and the show was way better than the game anyway. Fuck Anon.












  • I have a reoccurring one that I get a few times a year for the past 20ish years. I’m nervous about sharing it for fear that it may trigger the dream but I want to contribute.

    It’s dusk and I’m around twelve years old standing with my parents on a large square stone structure that stands just higher than the trees in the massive forest that surrounds it. Imagine a medieval castle wall or the Great Wall of China if it were square.

    The only other people there are a few skeletal “caretakers” wearing Asian rice hats that obscure their faces. They quietly sweep with big push brooms and keep to themselves.

    In each corner of the structure is a 3x5ft hole with steps that lead down about 10ft ending at a black, lightless, drop-off.

    I’m always standing on that last step before the void, looking up at my parents who are at the top impatiently waiting for me to jump. I tell them I’ve changed my mind and that I want to go home but they’re holding me to my word and won’t let me come back up. I usually wake up and that point and feel pretty depressed.

    When I was around that age my dad walked in on me pulling the trigger on his.45 pistol I’d had against my head. I didn’t know to pull back the slide first to load it. He was, understandably, very mad. I feel this dream is related to that event somehow. I think I’ll probably continue to have it until he dies. I’m almost 40 years old it has to end sometime.