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i am qrstuv (snac.lab8.cz)
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[–] 7 points 1 year ago* (6 children)

I wanted to respond something witty about this ability to just “decide” the factual state of reality but i still can’t explain the speed of you posting that cool photo of a computer box on a tractor that one time so instead i’m just going to take your word for it that you can in fact just do that.

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  • [–] 4 points 1 year ago (5 children)

    That's the greatest mystery of the hole. I remember it being a video of it. Like a highly consuming computer boxes use. Like what the fuck. Like we should investigate that incredible qrstuv capacity. Or maybe it's just random randomness like a high temperature param on a box's interpreter the fact that fuck they have a video of a beige computer on a tractor waiting lurking in some drive for that exact fun hole moment. We should all have gone cosmic horror level mad as it happened. And maybe we are.

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  • [–] 4 points 1 year ago (3 children)

    Okay. Now I'm plunged into the most terrifying of unbearable fears.

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  • [–] 2 points 1 year ago (1 child)

    It’s day 17—or maybe it isn’t. I don’t know what time is anymore, or what it means. They’re everywhere. I thought we got rid of them with the broom, but they’re back. I tried to flee, but there’s no escape. They know where I am at all times. They know where I’m going before I do. It’s like there’s a GPS chip with 5G, a mic, and my entire browser history in my pocket, and something is sending it all to them constantly.

    Beige computers. They’re winning. My only hope is that some AI-broken Windows update will take them down long enough for me to disappear. Off the grid. But where? They’re everywhere.

    Later. Maybe there’s a solution. Someone seems to have the power to summon them at will. They’re planting beige everywhere to spy on me. But how do I stop them?

    All I know is a pseudonym: “qrstuv.” And I fear the rest of the alphabet is with them too. Alphabet. Everything is connected.

    Focus. I can find qrstuv, ask them to stop. But where? How? They didn’t respond to the interview for the last Funhole release. All I have is some cryptic content inspired by their childhood as an egg.

    Maybe I should go back to see Dr. Justin Case. He’s so charismatic, he could drop me some pills. Clear my head.

    Is the Funhole a rabbit hole? Should I send a bun alert? Who will answer?

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