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I know exactly where you are. You’ve somehow returned to SBURB and you are currently located on the Land of Heat and Clockwork, shortened to LOHAC.

I would offer my immediate assistance, but I’m currently too weak to stand for longer than a minute or two. How long can you hold out there?

drugscout

as fa̸r ͜as̢ ͡i kn͏ow ̸i͠m̡ fi͟nę ̴f͢o҉r̀ ̶no̡w̴ ̵ my coņn҉ec͠ti̵òń is̡ g͘ o̕i ng͜o̡ ͘u͞t͘ agai̢ ͟n͟ ̡i d̷ont kn͝o͠w ̕h̕o͞w̧ ͟lòng͞ ̡i̷v͠e got t҉o kee ̶p͝ up wi͝th this̸ ̨ its̡ ̨nev̶er b̸e͟ȩn l̨ike͜ th́is͡ bef͝o̢r̵e̛

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I want you to take a few deep, slow breaths and describe where you appear to be to me in as great of detail as you can manage.

f̨u̷c̸k͝ing h͠ot ąs shit ͜ ̸ t͢h͏e͡r̨es̕ ̶lav͞a̴ ͝a̧n̢d͜ ͡fu̢ck ͘k͘n͢o̢ws͢ what ̵else̢ ̶i͏s̶ ̢this̡ r̛ingin͞g̡ ͜a̶ bell for̸ ́you o͜r ͡a͏re yo͘u ̢ju͝st̵ as͞ ̀c͏o̶nf̧us̡e͜d̡ ̴as҉ ͢i a̶m̨

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anthophilousfloricide replied to your post “w̓̂̒ͪͧ͋hy̽̋ͤͩ͊͐ͫ҉ ̍̊ͫͧ͋́̚i̸ͫ͆̌͛̏̿̎s̉̈́̚ ͪ͑̑ͥ͠i͏t̍ͣ ̑ͩ̐̓̆s̊ͫ̽̒̚͡oͬ̃̐̀̋ͭͨ...”

you ok

įm͟ ̧no͏t e͏n̛ti ̡r̀e͞l͡ ͡y ̢s͘u҉re ̴i͡ wil̸l͏ keep yo̢u͏ ̸p͠osted̀ ̸on͠ t͞ha̷ ͜t one

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bibliomancies replied to your post “w̓̂̒ͪͧ͋hy̽̋ͤͩ͊͐ͫ҉ ̍̊ͫͧ͋́̚i̸ͫ͆̌͛̏̿̎s̉̈́̚ ͪ͑̑ͥ͠i͏t̍ͣ ̑ͩ̐̓̆s̊ͫ̽̒̚͡oͬ̃̐̀̋ͭͨ...”

! I don't know, else I'd offer my assistance. Can you tell me the last thing you remember?

i̷̵ ̢d͢on̛͟t́͞ ̸̡͢k͏̀ǹ͘͠o̢͢͡w̨͢ ҉͠ ̵̀͜i҉t f͢ę̀̀e҉ļ̡s̕ ̵l͡i̛͘͘k͝e͢ ̧̕a̕͞ ̶͟w͘h̸͞įle̴҉҉ ͝á͞ģ́͜o̶͞ ̧i̴ r̛͠e̴̡m̴̷͢e͠m̀bé̸r̵̀ ͜s̀ļ͟͝e̸҉̨e̕p̴ing̛͠ ͞b͟ų̨t̢ ̛i̴ ̡c҉an̕͜t ̨̛ŕ͞e̸m̢ę͘m͜b̧͡er͘͘͢ ̨̛͢a̶̧g͘a͡i͏n͜͏

m͟y҉ ̢s̷h͞a҉d̀e͝s a͠r͏e ̵f͡ùcke͟d ̡t̶ǫ ̡o͢bl͝i͢v͝įon ̷a͢ńd i ̀d҉ont ͝know͝ if͠ ̛all͏ ͢of͝ ̵ţhi̴s ͢is ͝g o͟n̸n̴ ͘a̡go ͡thr ouǵh́

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w̓̂̒ͪͧ͋hy̽̋ͤͩ͊͐ͫ҉ ̍̊ͫͧ͋́̚i̸ͫ͆̌͛̏̿̎s̉̈́̚ ͪ͑̑ͥ͠i͏t̍ͣ ̑ͩ̐̓̆s̊ͫ̽̒̚͡oͬ̃̐̀̋ͭͨ ̸͑h̵͛̽ͦȯt̆ͪ͐̆̄̚͝ ͫ̉̎̅͒̕h̾̒́e̐͛rͬ͑̂ͮͯ̐e ͑ͮͧ̀̂ ͛̉͑͆̍̾̈́ ̈́ͮ ̊̂w̍͊̇͛̑̈h̕eͦ͐̀͌͛͡reͬͧ̏͒̈ ̊̄ͨ͐̐ͣa͡mͨ̈́ͯ̽̎̎̽ ̶̓ͥ̓ͬį͗͋ͫ͑̽̈̍ ͦ̈̽̋̃͌̀ ͞ ̵ ̛ͥͥ̉ͯ̂ẅ̢́̽̐͆ͮhͥ͏ȁ̌ͬ̋̀t̛̅ͣͧ͐͗͑ ̃͋̌̓t͆ͦhͭ͗̊̍ͤ̏̈́eͣ̇̒͞ ̅fu̵ͪ̑ͩ͌̂̋c͗ͨ͆͝k͗̔̃̽ͥ̃̚ į͋̽͐͊ͫͭ̒s̸ ͥͥ͂g̾̍o͑ͤ̾̏in̐̐̃̏̓͡g͑ ̈͑̈ͮ͒ͭȏ̂nͨ̓ͮͧ̋̿ͮ

i͗̃ͩ̋͘f̛ ̨̑bͧ͗̎͗͆̑͘ ̂͊ͤ̑ͭ̏̋͟y͛ͫ͆͜ ͑͞s̉̈́ͬ̔o̴m͢ ͑̽͐̚̚eͥ̋̽̃̒̔̇ ̨̄̓ͪ̈́̉͋̚mͨ̿̈͌ͦ̊̊iͦͤͨ̂ȓ̃ͤͯ̍̎á̾̌̅̃ ̓c̸̈̓͑l̴̇̈ͪĕ҉ ͆̇̃̂t͂̂̒̍̋̀ḧ͑́͗́ͪiͫ͗s̨̊̀̅̋͐ ͋̓̐͛ͫ̔̃g͒̅̅͆̆͊o͐͊͘e̾̇ͧ̀s̈́̾͏s̆ͤ̔͆̈́̓s̷̓̀̿ͬͪͤ̽ tͩͮͣ̐ͦh̴́͐̚hͦ͂ͯ̒ͥ̓ŗ̈ͧͪ̍ ͭ͗ͨ̐̂͛r̿͆̎̾̕o̐u̔̐ͥͯͪ̔̕g̉hͩ̊̄̿͠ ̈ͭ̈ͫmͧ͋͞ ͩͦ̌̈́̏ͯ͢e͘a͑͑͛ͫ̆̋͗n̽ͭ̊ͭ͛̐͝î͂n̷̓̃͂͆ ̽ͪ̓g͜ i̓ͪ͂̓̎̿̑̕ ͌̅d̷̏̓ŏ͝ ̏̏͝h̨̊̓͆̂a̸v͋ͦ̄͆̇̍͟e̸͋̋͋ ͣ̈͂̋̍̑͌͠s̔̇͑̀̆̇ ͘o̓̂m̶ͩėͣ ͑ͦ͟k̷͗̃i̸ͯͬͬi̍ń̈͆ͪ̀͏d̿ ̸̐̀͊̓ͥͯͪŏ̌̃ͧfͩͬ͗

į͊ͤ̓n̍͢t̡͂ ̶e̸ͮ̓r̷̆̇̓̾̐r̆r̎͛̆̏̿̾͑n̵̽ͦ͗e̢͑̊ͮtͮ ̐o̔̒̚r͛ͬ͐̓ ̛̐̑̆̾͒̍f̛ͭ̉͋o̷͊̓̉͊̅̌r͒ͭ̐ͩͦ͊r ̧͆ͪ̾m̛ͭͮ̔̾̈ ̶̄̌͑̐̎̓oͤ̾ͩ̽͑̚f̴̅̄̀͂͒̂̾ ̈͆c̵c͝ ̋ͭõ̏͆̒̐̔m͗͘m̷̀́̀̏̈́ͣ ̎̃̂ͣͪͬ̾̕ữ̃̀̍̄ͬnͮ̽̎i͗ͦ͂͌ͬ͑͗c͝a̾͊̿̎͋̈ͯt̄ͮͥ̎iͨͩ͛̿o̔ͤͥͨ̾҉ṅ̂ͩ̽ ̢ͭ

#glitching/

> You can't see. The lenses of your shades are shattered, cracked across the screens and mirroring your vision into a million of the same picture. As you purposefully reach your hand out in front of you, raise it to your face to examine your palm and the branches of your fingers, you can't see a damn thing. You can sense your hands start to shake, trembling in the sour air before you.

> Almost begrudgingly, you remove the useless frames from your face and drop them to the ground. The heat is excruciating. It heats your skin to the point where you feel as though you're drowning in it, drowning in your own sweat. Your shirt sticks to your sides and the small of your back, uncomfortably tight on your thin frame and within seconds you can feel the heat dry your eyes painfully.

> You don't remember this place. You had woken up on LOHAC a long time ago; in the staggering heat and long expanse of nothingness, you'd lost track of the time that had passed. Gingerly, you pick up the beaten shades and stagger forward, to the edge of the ledge, and stare down into the lava.

w̗̭̯ͥ̽͂̌̕͞h̵̖̱̪̫̤̊ͣ́́͗̉e̴͖̰̟͖͙̪̥̯͛̀r̮͚͓̖̙͇̘̺̆̈́̎̋͛̈ͯ̿e̦̙͑͒͆̇̒ͦ̎͛ ̎͘͏͇̙̦̭â̠̝͗̍̆̈́m̧̤͉̦̼̩̪̭̘̬͂͌̐ͫ̽̑ͨ̀ ̶̢̩̯͈̥̼̮̻͆̒̀i̻̙̤̤͈ͧͤ͠

#status update #glitching/

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Convolution/Glitch - Processing

#glitch #queue

anthophilousfloricide-deactivat

go with the flow

drum roll sorry i only like that nickname because its cute and imagine all the lame puns i can make until they groan at me and whisper “why flo” anyways im good B) how about you?

drugscout

you should mix up a laugh track so that at least someone is laughing at your puns even if theyre just a prerecorded studio audience that youve set up to fall in perfect time with whatever kind of jokes youre making

im doing alright i guess i mean im still alive so thats definitely a plus and you know ive got all my limbs and appendages in tact todays a win

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i should probably start coming around here more shouldnt i well see how it goes this round my moneys on the same thing happening again

#line up and place your bets on the frequency of ds internet usage