Something went awry this week with my favorite content creators. They got a call from a judeo masonic enclave and acted upon it.
My story begins with my viewing this video yesterday.
It is somber and dry, lacking the funny clips Sufferents splices in the middle of his reviews. Instead, it opts to show his furry avatar and a whiteboard presentation, granting it a neutral tone for an explanation on why Chainsaw Man part 2 feels so different from the beginning of the story. The video was a good piece of media, it went by in a flash and it was informative enough.
The problem arised when I clicked on the following livestream.
This livestream was mean spirited and awful. I was offended by the live chat. The smaller creators were gaslighting some users by acting like the mod was the original FE7. They then started mocking me specifically, like the time I was playing FE7 I miscounted the amount of pure waters I bought. Then the time I got my Erk killed by a ballista in the Eubans chapter. Finally, the commenters went on about walls and graded my performance playing FE7 as an F for failing grade.
I was sick and tired of being disrespected like that, so I went to the youtube homepage. I was greeted by the most chilling thumbnail in the website. This one:
dude stared right into my soul. The message hit home: the meta is changing so I have to change my ways, live in the pod, eat bugs and own nothing.
At this point I hopped onto a chan website only to find out the whole catalog was talking about me without posting me. They discussed how a dude in a movie went to the wilderness and died, relatable af I fantasised about doing this all the time. On the anime section they discussed a series I liked that hadn't been tackled in the website for around five months or so, and they spat out incredibly generic talking points in their arguments. The thread was chock full of LLM garbage. The posts that were organic were about how they hated some virgin guy for wanking his weiner and an argument on whether he had a touch of autism or was full blown mentally retarded, I got creeped out by how they mistreated me in particular, as if I had wronged all of them in any way, and closed the tabs.
Then another incel site suddenly glowposted about a dude who couldn't even order a hooker before he died.
Suffice to say, I ran away with my tail tucked in and never got back. I feared for my life and ended up awake last night, waiting for a glownigger executioner to blow my head out with a gun that never came. After witnessing such tomfoolery, I swore not to browse the Internet today and pick up a book I left unfinished.
Then the tedium got to me and I ended up LDARing on the Internet like always.
tl;dr a week ago the powers that be called my favorite video makers and told them to shit on me, then flooded my most visited websites with jeet spam about me being the worst type of person in the world. It didn't work.
My story begins with my viewing this video yesterday.
It is somber and dry, lacking the funny clips Sufferents splices in the middle of his reviews. Instead, it opts to show his furry avatar and a whiteboard presentation, granting it a neutral tone for an explanation on why Chainsaw Man part 2 feels so different from the beginning of the story. The video was a good piece of media, it went by in a flash and it was informative enough.
The problem arised when I clicked on the following livestream.
This livestream was mean spirited and awful. I was offended by the live chat. The smaller creators were gaslighting some users by acting like the mod was the original FE7. They then started mocking me specifically, like the time I was playing FE7 I miscounted the amount of pure waters I bought. Then the time I got my Erk killed by a ballista in the Eubans chapter. Finally, the commenters went on about walls and graded my performance playing FE7 as an F for failing grade.
I was sick and tired of being disrespected like that, so I went to the youtube homepage. I was greeted by the most chilling thumbnail in the website. This one:
dude stared right into my soul. The message hit home: the meta is changing so I have to change my ways, live in the pod, eat bugs and own nothing.
At this point I hopped onto a chan website only to find out the whole catalog was talking about me without posting me. They discussed how a dude in a movie went to the wilderness and died, relatable af I fantasised about doing this all the time. On the anime section they discussed a series I liked that hadn't been tackled in the website for around five months or so, and they spat out incredibly generic talking points in their arguments. The thread was chock full of LLM garbage. The posts that were organic were about how they hated some virgin guy for wanking his weiner and an argument on whether he had a touch of autism or was full blown mentally retarded, I got creeped out by how they mistreated me in particular, as if I had wronged all of them in any way, and closed the tabs.
Then another incel site suddenly glowposted about a dude who couldn't even order a hooker before he died.
Suffice to say, I ran away with my tail tucked in and never got back. I feared for my life and ended up awake last night, waiting for a glownigger executioner to blow my head out with a gun that never came. After witnessing such tomfoolery, I swore not to browse the Internet today and pick up a book I left unfinished.
Then the tedium got to me and I ended up LDARing on the Internet like always.
tl;dr a week ago the powers that be called my favorite video makers and told them to shit on me, then flooded my most visited websites with jeet spam about me being the worst type of person in the world. It didn't work.
