bumps welcome, less pictures this thread as i want to get through the book and back to the "curse" part of the story - which is the final "chapter" (if i was more organized). *-*-* stacks of empty monster energy cans litter the floor, their neon green glow catching the occasional lightning flash. on his desk, a lone pepe the frog figurine stands smugly beside a mountain of alt-right literature. these books, their spines cracked and pages annotated with marginalia, are his bibles, his maps for navigating a society he believes has left him behind. at this hour, only the quiet hum of his computer fan and the soft, ominous strains of beethovens moonlight sonata fill the air. as he listens, dr. chud feels an eerie kinship with its somber, steady rhythm mirroring the slow, mournful decay he sees in the world around him. dr. chud sits at his computer, hunched over the keyboard, eyes fixed on the latest threads on 4chans /pol/ board. the glow of the screen casts his face in harsh, pale light, accentuating the deep lines of fatigue and bitterness etched into his features. hes scrolling through the latest political memes, nodding along to posts about the fall of western civilization, threads filled with ironic gigachad and wojak memes, anti-globalist rants, and conspiracy theories about the elite puppet masters who have, in his view, orchestrated societys decay. his fingers hover over the keyboard as he types a new post: > its over, fellow chuds. theyve destroyed everything that mattered. our cities are wastelands, crime unchecked. weve traded values for woke dogma, tradition for chaos. if you still doubt it, just consult the graphs! with a final keystroke, he hits "post," sending his words into the ether of the internet. the soft hum of moonlight sonata lingers, as if the melancholy tones of beethovens notes are mingling with his sense of despair and adding an unspoken weight to the air.
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