♦ pitied by @algorithmCarnage
CROSS EXAMINATION TESTIMONY! HE ALSO RUNS A BILLION DOLLAR LAW FIRM
▲blood tastes terrible by the way▼
OBJ- SIDEB- READING ONTO THE RECORD! YEAH MAN I FUCKING GUESS NOT.
OBJECTION! ...i don't see you sporting the badge in question, actually. i have no problem with wanton violence for very little reason but VOIR DIRE! how are you fulfilling the prongs of 702(b-d) here. what are the facts or data, the gold-st&ard-in-your-field principles & methods, & the explicit assertion that the latter were applied RELIABLY to the former!!!
fuck is this how lusii feel am I a lusus…I would literally die for this little dude
are you not 40 sweeps? Z:(
I can't deal with this anym∞re https://cdn.imgchest.c∞m/files/1c231bcbbf50.jpeg
Honestly, I didn't know him like that. A maroon named Clover that loved to love, I think.
Guys if I ever die please wait at least 57 minutes before posting your fetishes and shit
- im doing just fine! - just fucking fine!!! - everything is great and peachy and wonderful! - dont ask!!!!! - dont talk to me at all actually
SIDEBAR OUTSIDE EARSHOT OF THE JURY! of course, the one day i sleep over at my old friends' hive, i wake up the next night & the water has been shut off to the ablution block. as far as i can tell it's not even Zwitzz & Aletha's FAULT either
MUTTERING ONTO THE RECORD! sure, sure, auditerrorizers, *that's* what i needed to deal with this wipe, why the *fuck* not
still can't log into my grumblr / this is frustrating
MOTION TO ENTER EXHIBIT INTO EVIDENCE! this one is for [cz]: https://cdn.imgchest.com/files/69461b252333.png
console.log("søme trølls drive a wøman tø drink"); console.log("#substances");
Nevermind I’m going hive it’s a het couple call me if men start kissing
THEY....ARE ROLEPLAYING.....BEE PLAY....(e . e ❀) THAT IS....NOT HOW....POLLINATION....WORKS!!! (e n e ❀) #vaguepost #nsfw
SIDEBAR OUTSIDE EARSHOT OF THE JURY! nothing sadder than someone who doesn't "even argue anymore". rhetoric is valuable for its own sake. #vaguechitt
↘️my worksquare neighbor is doing obscenely loud pulls of his breathsac pollutant device and blowing the resulting fog over our boundary.↘️ ↗️LIKELY IN AN ATTEMPT TO IRRITATE ME.↗️ ↘️and it is working.↘️
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/| A Beforus Version Of A Certain Tealblood Acquaintance We Are Both Of Strong Standing With |\
POINT OF ORDER! can i actually just say, *please* block him, it would make my life so much easier if everyone did this,
[FEED COMMENTARY] Mither is feeling all sorts of hateful on this fine Saturday evening.
about to go to my job #job #cw-job #cw-employment
READING ONTO THE RECORD! EVERY NIGHT. THE BEFORUS VERSION OF ME. LOGS THE FUCK ON TO CHITTR. & FOR WHAT? TO EMBARRASS ME IN FRONT OF MY FRIENDS? LITERALLY JUST THAT & NOTHING ELSE. THAT IS ALL IT FUCKING DOES. CAN SHE DIE ALREADY
/| Is It Rude To Block An Alternate Version Of Your Friend? Not Sure What The Social Standard Is In This Situation. |\
READING ONTO THE RECORD! philosophicullers typically talk about troll cognition as working similarly to whatever is seen as the latest & greatest technology. that’s why we currently describe the brain as a roguelike deckbuilding game about characters making their way up a spire
this heat wave / i dunno if i can deal / i own / mostly sweaters / loose knit / so / you would imagine / i'm a puddle / on the ground / the floor even / a hot mug of roixmr / i think the heat / is frying my pan
▲▲i feel seriously violent, like today represents something ontologically opposed to me▼▼ ▼Why the fuck am i using nerd words▲
SORRY I HAV£ TO GO .MY PARTN£R JUST SPRAY£D M£ WITH TH£ SPRAY BOTTL£ WHCIH M£ANS BAD
Sorry for the Belated Reply! A CLASSPECT, portmanteau of Class and Aspect, is a title representative of WHO YOU ARE as a person and THE ROLE YOU PLAY in The Game Sgrub! (This is, as the humans say, My Roman Empire.) Despite being game terms, they strangely have a ways of connecting to a troll FROM THE GET-GO. They're really fun!
WAIT NO I DIDNT MEAN TO ZEND THAR
// imagine i switched accounts successfully ok pls and thx
!! SHUFFLING UNDER THE TABLE !! (Being the most dignified entertainer on Beforus is a little like winning on a pair of twos.)
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why are my worm posts getting pitied at all why do you all hate worms
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publishing to the jury: captain's log: star date 67.420e^∆π opening statement: dear diary: this is my first entry, + i have to admit i don't know the proper decorum. maybe i should introduce myself, but i don't exactly know what's worth mentioning... i'm dead, obviously. i still go by trycks treats. it's still just as accurate to call me filigree hallowen, esq., but i've played around with a few alternate titles. the flamingo is particularly fun. but there hasn't really been a reason not to just use my hatchname, so that's been the default. i mean, i'm not exactly a practicing legislacerator anymore, there's no reason for formalities… i don't know. anyways, i've been dead for a long time. so has everyone from my timeline, as far as i can tell, not that i. testimony: moving on. this is a traveler's log of the dreambubbles. there's no sense of time, so i'll just devote an entry to each bubble i explore, starting here. testimony: insofar as it needs a name to be written about, the bubble i'm writing this entry from is the margaritaville bubble. i have been here for a very long time. very recently i've been to some other bubbles, but i keep coming back here. to peoplewatch, if nothing else point of order: i haven't gotten back in the lazy river. testimony: which, uh, leads me to the next bit where i describe this place. aside from my general review, which i might as well say here instead of leave for the end: it's the next best thing to comfortable malaise. sidebar: fucking hell it sounds pretentious when i'm writing in the notes app instead of just posting directly on chittr. i guess i've never minded being pretentious but its a little embarrassing. whatever testimony: anyways, this place is a take on the idea of a beach. not as abstract of a representation as it could be, or surreal or jazy or dreamlike or what-have-you, but certainly more artificial than someone's direct memory of a beachside, or a thous+ people's memory of a beachside testimony: as far as i can tell, it *is* stitched together from a lot of different memories, rather than recreating any single one. it makes the place more metaphorically real, gives it physical heft + sensation, alongside enabling it to take up a plausibly-infinite amount of dreamspace, but it becomes unspecific in another way. not undefined... i don't know. i just unlive here, not study it testimony: to quit waxing rhapsodical for a second + describe the damn place, it's actually a riverbank. it stretches on for what might be forever, endless + mostly empty dunes of s+ that wide this way + that around a 4-5 strut pods deep, maybe 7 strut pods wide if that. there's an endless parade of trolls in buoyancyrings, lounging in various states of relaxation + disassociation as the river washes amiably ever forward. the immediate bank of the river is concrete, as are the sides + bottom of the river itself. there's river rocks + pebbles dotted along, in piles that appear entirely natural (albeit strange for being on concrete rather than, i don't know, dirt) but are placed in that arrangement at exactly consistent intervals much further than the gaze bulbs can see in either direction. sidebar: i spent a lot of time in one of those buouyancyrings, time being as-ever a relative term. it was a nice enough place to give up, but i can't earnestly recommend it. testimony: beyond the riverbanks, though, at least less blatantly trollmade, is the beach. one side is s+ dunes + one side is shore. it does not extend in either direction farther than you can easily see from your position on the river, flowing waves + piles of s+ cut off into perfect nothingness past a fixed horizon line, neatly severed from pretense. testimony: the beach has variety: cheaply-made lawnring flamingos, frondtrees swaying gentle in the completely still absence of any breeze to speak of, mildly different variations on the formula that is less defined than the endless lazy river's. i can see a little bar st+ here of some alien design, from which i have enjoyed mostly margaritas of various flavors. testimony: this stretch of beach has s+ that is pleasantly coarse, gray + cold, + has been delicately threaded with kelp. the water isn't the murky turmulent gray that would match the s+ in its natural biome: it's the exact same piercing, clear, slowly-lapping blue that is, removed of the context of the closest thing to infinity i can imagine, admittedly quite pleasant. there's sections of green that imply varying depth in tropical waters, although there is nothing at all beneath the surface of the water. sidebar: it's strange. the fog that comes from a beach like this would obviously ruin the pseudotropical atmosphere that i am here precisely because i crave, but its absence is jarring + wrong. testimony: sitting at the edge of the shore, strut pods hanging off the edge, is unsettling. the nausea it induces is novel enough i have tried not to overindulge testimony: i don't like the side with dunes nearly as much, but you have to admit it has the better view of the shore + its other inhabitants. the lawn chairs are alright, but i think i prefer sitting on a towel in the shade of a frond tree. testimony: now that i'm stationary, rather than drifting, i can hear the songs being played around me in full rather than simply catching sections of them. it will not surprise you to learn that it is primarily the works of the legendary jimmie bufett, but i've heard other tunes plucked out inexpertly on nearby ukeleles. that part i do recommend closing statement: this place helped me through something, + i will miss it. i hope i don't come back.
true, but humans are dumb and assume everything is for them so you al|w|ays have to clarify
some of you larp being troll 4chan users and it sho|w|s you never touched /pol once in your lives
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I can't believe Doc's list is overshadowing my freaking raisin.
To the Indigo with pink hair making little comments on her Instagrime: your record is permanent. I will remember this. Also, my earring shape perfectly compliments my bone structure FYI
- My fellow olivebros are pitying mmy chitts Why 😂
// oh i'm getting that shit one way or another dw 😭
CROSS EXAMINATION! then why not "christianityism" that's really unclear
Thank you for the information. Ego sum ira Domini.
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