it’s 2034, i am drafted, in the initial psych eval they diagnose me with “impostor syndrome”, i burst out laughing. they diagnose me with “impostor syndrome 2”, and give me a brain implant that replaces every instance of “impostor”, “vent”, “sus”, etc. in my vision with static
every single instance of a colored shape with a slightly lighter color contained inside it is replaced with tv static and an ear splitting noise, my combat efficacy is increased twelvefold and i am awarded the purple heart for my bravery in calling an airstrike on a hospital.
i go back home and get executed after the president invites me to a cordial game of among us and i throttle him to death on live tv
what the actual fuck is this
power line exploded check out dinner for tonight














