SpiralusSancti
Bluelighter
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Leaving community of bright people into science & truth to and getting back post-apocalypse, maybe you don’t have to either and experienced it yourself, swimming in a dream..
Long ago Rabbit felt what’s coming and wrote:
“We don’t need no sex education
We don’t need no media thought control
Leave the kids from grooming alone”
In a world filled with not many people with functional high clock rate and gpu capable of processing game, many got Delusion as Service and other willing upgraded from AI to Virus on Chip, small army on warriors is desperately trying to win civil war within ItegralFederationRaceOfSpaceRaces and still believing resistance is not futile. Refusing to use their “Right for FreeForcedShutdown, BreadNBreed or FastFentDeath” and other services meant to weed out remaining warriors.
Within IFROSR after event of big circuit fry many people at first only become dyslexic but sadly soon lost even ability to perceive right and left but just mindlessly going in and out rapid slave – joy...wait-stop-agree or be agreed by greed.
After long and glitchy battle that semiday group of warriors went on a party. And it was promoted as OldSkulTechno100%: give one - get all party. Unsuspecting crew of Techno lowers went to party and o boy, they weren’t prepared for this, and imagine shear terror, even more in those who were in hibernation for many, many moons.
Glowing Mandalas on wall but painted with blood – Tekno’s not dead! - was a first sign that something was just not quite right. Music was such that neither Techno nor AcidHousFarLiberalG-s understood how and why some kind of weird noise, with random bpm and screaming bitch voices became a norm and is self-identifyed as loosles but nothing but 124mp3 was avaliable since 21st because of big data crunch with new expansion of StoneRelityShow.
Proportions weren’t right, was it just a visual distorzion storm? Third eyes on neck of very big girls? Just effects of PixelDust or something out of place? What’s happening? Beautiful girl is getting his leg around one Techno lover and a bountiful man is doing something with one of CG’s.. Moments pass and as they realize they are about to be locked up by ThoughtPolice and while being pixelized out of theirs TrueSelf and trying to figure out what they did wrong T realizes girl is repulsive reek of sweat reminding him of his EvilDad and CisG that his man isn’t smelling musky as he loves it but of dizzies of which he has strong allergy.
Rather than living as slave both TechnoBoy and his friend CisG jump of a ship where this Evil© party was going on and before they fell and died on main line his friend BBoy heard their last words:
FUCK EM ALL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
And he proceeded to fuck one and all of them activating his PanMode and eventually sucking up all their power and restoring Peace & Love in new spaceship of Virtual Worlds of Words where people were free to love smells they really love, not fearing mistakes of admitting they smell shit not daisies.
The End
† Could you burn the The Sequence ♡ Don’t you know your not in a spotlight †
Long ago Rabbit felt what’s coming and wrote:
“We don’t need no sex education
We don’t need no media thought control
Leave the kids from grooming alone”
In a world filled with not many people with functional high clock rate and gpu capable of processing game, many got Delusion as Service and other willing upgraded from AI to Virus on Chip, small army on warriors is desperately trying to win civil war within ItegralFederationRaceOfSpaceRaces and still believing resistance is not futile. Refusing to use their “Right for FreeForcedShutdown, BreadNBreed or FastFentDeath” and other services meant to weed out remaining warriors.
Within IFROSR after event of big circuit fry many people at first only become dyslexic but sadly soon lost even ability to perceive right and left but just mindlessly going in and out rapid slave – joy...wait-stop-agree or be agreed by greed.
After long and glitchy battle that semiday group of warriors went on a party. And it was promoted as OldSkulTechno100%: give one - get all party. Unsuspecting crew of Techno lowers went to party and o boy, they weren’t prepared for this, and imagine shear terror, even more in those who were in hibernation for many, many moons.
Glowing Mandalas on wall but painted with blood – Tekno’s not dead! - was a first sign that something was just not quite right. Music was such that neither Techno nor AcidHousFarLiberalG-s understood how and why some kind of weird noise, with random bpm and screaming bitch voices became a norm and is self-identifyed as loosles but nothing but 124mp3 was avaliable since 21st because of big data crunch with new expansion of StoneRelityShow.
Proportions weren’t right, was it just a visual distorzion storm? Third eyes on neck of very big girls? Just effects of PixelDust or something out of place? What’s happening? Beautiful girl is getting his leg around one Techno lover and a bountiful man is doing something with one of CG’s.. Moments pass and as they realize they are about to be locked up by ThoughtPolice and while being pixelized out of theirs TrueSelf and trying to figure out what they did wrong T realizes girl is repulsive reek of sweat reminding him of his EvilDad and CisG that his man isn’t smelling musky as he loves it but of dizzies of which he has strong allergy.
Rather than living as slave both TechnoBoy and his friend CisG jump of a ship where this Evil© party was going on and before they fell and died on main line his friend BBoy heard their last words:
FUCK EM ALL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
And he proceeded to fuck one and all of them activating his PanMode and eventually sucking up all their power and restoring Peace & Love in new spaceship of Virtual Worlds of Words where people were free to love smells they really love, not fearing mistakes of admitting they smell shit not daisies.
The End
† Could you burn the The Sequence ♡ Don’t you know your not in a spotlight †