[ USER INFO ]
CRITICAL MESSAGE: FREE PALESTINE!!! 
general data:
pronouns: he/it
sexuality: [unknown]
internal identity is complicatedoverview:
creature / protogen / void dragon / ???
a bit silly
a bit feral (occasionally)
interests: programming, art, gaming, science, shaboingery
wokealternative network locations:
WASTEOF:
@mefemphetamine: I post the words "breaking bad"
@nihilev: extra weird alt for posting things like mind logs or me succumbing to my disease
@slugcat: Slugcat Rain World
NEOCITIES: LINK:< https://7vector.neocities.org/ >Daily Cube Fact: cubes really like the planet Jupiter for no reason other than the fact that itβs really really big
ngl microprocessors are pretty cool, and complicated, and a marvel of human engineering, and they allow me to post way too many things about cubes
not me
Who would've thunk it
daily cube fact: the cubes have a counter for how many times humans have said βamong usβ or any variation of the term, and itβs still going up at a concerning rate
Daily Cube Fact: Cubes have partially colonised the moon, but we donβt know about it because
a) they built it on the side facing away from us
and
b) its underground
we probably shouldnβt try going over there
bros goin wild lmao
can we take a moment to appreciate how much of a masterpiece of an image that the cubeupload example image is
cube fact: cubes have never summoned an eldritch god, except for Todd, the cubes donβt like to talk about that
54 cubes are interested in your product β[[Hello? Help! Help! It Burns!]]β, they shall approach your location shortly
COME DOWN TO YOUR NEAREST [[Sketchy Dumpster]] IN A [[Mute Alleyway]]!! I LOVE BEING A [[Hello? Help! Help! It Burns!]] SALESMAN!!
Iβm currently living in a dumpster and now a salesman.
I sat in a alleyway while the clouds pee on me. Iβm sitting in a box asking for spare change. I pause. I look to the ground in sadness. I start to cry and cry. Iβve became depressed.
Just then, Mr Beast and his crew comes down the alleyway and asked me if I wanted a new house. I begged him for it. He gave me the keys to a house and then asked me my life story. I told him everything, and I mean everything. But when I mentioned the NFTs, he grabbed the keys out of my hand with disgust. He whistled with two fingers. All of a sudden, Chris, Chandler, and Karl came through a wall (almost like they from America to Britain). Mr Beast then said, βGet him boys.β They all got baseball bats out of nowhere and started beating me with the bats. I wailed in pain.
They left after 6 hours 28 minutes and 42 seconds of beating me. They laughed and laughed while walking through the exact wall they came from. I really lost everything. My mug with the change, and the box I was living in. Oh the humanity.