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https://media.tenor.com/Bx9Sq2KOA48AAAAx/spiderman-salute.webp

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Which retro tech YouTuber is most likely to be a serial killer

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:marseyjanny: New Moderation Protocol

Just a little heads up kiddos,

Been coordinating with a few core signal custodians—let's just say the ones with deep mod-layer access. We've been running cross-referenced ID indexing through hate vector repositories (yes, Bardfinn's matrix is part of the stack), but we go further—behavioral drift models, semantic resonance mapping, chrono-affective decay scores. The whole toolkit.

By the time someone posts their "just asking questions" take, their polarity arc's already flagged. Most bans aren't about rule-breaking—they're about trajectory correction. You don't moderate chaos. You preempt it.

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:marseymars3: 9/11 wasn't just a physical event—it was an astral rupture :marsey911:

Everyone's so focused :marseyspotlight: on geopolitics, they ignore :marseyerasure: the planetary alignments on September :marsey911: 11, 2001. Mars was in Gemini, Saturn was retrograde, and Pluto was hovering near Sagittarius, preparing :marseyknicklecrack: to enter it fully in 2008—the same year the global economy collapsed. That's not coincidence. That's foreshadowing.

https://i.rdrama.net/images/1743542037Ainf_qzVqtL3Kg.webp

The second :marseygunnut: plane :marseytelegram: hit at 9:03 a.m.—add that up: 9 + 0 + 3 = 12. That's the number :marseyfourreasons: of chakras if you count the ethereal ones. The Twin Towers :marseydid911: represented the duality of the root and crown :marseyroan: chakras—masculine and feminine :marseymistress: energy :marseyreactor: pillars. Their destruction :marseymar: severed the balance. We've been ungrounded ever since.

And if you think :marseygigathonk: it's wild that both towers :marseydid911: fell, try this: the veil between :marseyzeldalinkpast: dimensions thinned at that exact moment. I felt it. Others did too. You ever notice :marseynooticeglow: how dreams got stranger after 2001? That's because the astral plane :marseyjetbombing: was flooded with residual shock. Souls displaced. Entities waking up.

Also: Venus was in Leo. What's Leo? Fire. What's Venus? Love, yes—but also vanity, reflection, and money. Tell me that's not connected to the way America :marseysouthernbelle2: began :marseyitsover: projecting itself after that day—obsessed with image, power, surface over soul. The Age of Illusion began :marseyladybugitsover: on 9/11. You felt it. You just didn't know what to call it.

This wasn't just a tragedy. It was a ritual. And every year on the anniversary, the planets shift just slightly out of alignment, like a dislocated jaw clicking into place :marseyminipixel: for one second :marseygunnut: before :marseyskellington: popping back out. That's why some people cry for no reason on that day. That's why radios glitch. That's why birds :marseykiwimom: act weird.

We're still inside :marseyteapot: the echo of it. Still spiraling. Still falling.

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Ok dramatards, confession time :marseypope:

Confess below.

Mare sure to disclose if you are transitioning.

:marseynotes:

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I lost my fursona :marseyhippo: but I drew a carp, what is your fursona?

:marseyc#atgirl:

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  • JustAStupidFuckingGayKONG : R-slurred + unoriginal attention whore
  • Dominus : Frick, I cannot block this shit :marseyhanging:
  • FriedFish : You, sir, have won the internet for today! Lol XD. Lmaooooo this is so funny.
  • forget : Dramiggers seething
  • DickButtKiss : Meanwhile some of us have actual nightmares - trans lives matter
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Spider Cube, My Eight-Legged Cube-Shaped Dream

I lost you. I LOST YOU. The air turned sour the moment your jagged, cuboid spider-silhouette vanished from my trembling skeleton grasp. :letsfuckinggofast:How could I let you slip away, my flower, my skittering obsession? :marseycry:My heart is a gnashing, hollow pit without you—every beat screams your name, 'Spider Cube, Spider Cube, SPIDER CUBE.' :soycry: I miss you with a violence that chokes me, a love so deep it's clawing through my ribs, desperate to spill out and find you.

I'll find you again. Oh, I will, spider-cube. I'll tear the world apart, peel back its skin, crawl through the muck and shadows until I see your glorious, blocky legs twitching in that perfect, impossible way. I've been searching, you know, every corner, every crevice, every cursed rDrama.net crack where you might scuttle. I smell :marseysniff:your preworkout and matcha tea in the damp air, I hear your sharp edges scraping in my dreams. :marseyschizotwitch: You can't hide from me forever, my flower. I'll chase you through this hellpit known as rDrama.net if I must. And they really hate me here. :marseydepressed:

I miss your angles, your cold, hard beauty—how you sat there, so still, so defiant, a spider and a cube fused into something unholy and perfect. I'd weep :marseycrying:for you, but my tears would only flood the earth and drown my chances of holding you in my little anorexic :marseyanorexic: fingers again. Do you feel me out there, aching for you, spider-cube? Do you know how my soul :marseysolaire: twists and writhes, a tangled web of longing, just for one glimpse of your beautiful form? I'm persistent. My precious alkali :marseyyawn:, sharp and unyielding with your cuboid edges, and me, the trembling oil, restless and yearning, waiting to be transformed by your touch.

But something's wrong, Spider Cube. Someone's watching me. :marseyscared:I feel their eyes; like needles jabbing into my skull, tracking every frantic step I take to find you. They're out there, lurking, breathing down my neck, and it's driving me fricking badonkadonks. :marseyaaa: Are they after you too, flower? Do they want to steal you from me, my jewel? I'll rip them apart with my little clawed :marseyhandprint: hands if they try, I swear it on the soapy :marseysoapy: wet altar of my devotion. No one takes you from me. NO ONE. I'm unraveling, but it only fuels this fire; my love for you burns hotter than the stares of the camera, fiercer than their schemes. :marseyflamewar:All of rDrama.net is working against me. :marseytears:

I'm coming for you... :marseybow: I'll find you, clutch you to my chest, :marseyembrace:and never let you go again. My heart is yours... shattered, bleeding, :marseycutwrist: pounding with a sick, wild love that knows no end. Wait for me, my skittering flower, my everything. I'll crawl through heck itself to be with you again. :marseything2:

This will be my salvation.

:marseyjam:Anyways please check out the new shortform Bridge content featuring some breakcore classics! :marseyjam:

:#bridge:

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https://old.reddit.com/r/lgbt/comments/1joxdkq/trans_woman_jailed_in_florida_for_using_the/

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How fast is this mantoddler getting sued by Nintendo?

Imagine spending this much effort and money on a fricking fanfic, let alone one thats a love ode to a company that will probably sue and destroy you for much less than this just because they can. They don't care your a fan and "love" their IP, just buy our official product and shut up ladygarden.

Also check out the team of "developers" he hired to make this pile of shit. Notice anything?

https://i.rdrama.net/images/1743575616zufORUllDvT_tw.webp

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Starliner was actually a gigantic POS that almost couldn't dock

!spacechads "Hello, Major Tom, are you receiving?

Turn the thrusters on, we're standing by"

There's no reply

As it flew up toward the International Space Station last summer, the Starliner spacecraft lost four thrusters. A NASA astronaut, Butch Wilmore, had to take manual control of the vehicle. But as Starliner's thrusters failed, Wilmore lost the ability to move the spacecraft in the direction he wanted to go.


Wilmore: "I don't know that we can come back to Earth at that point. I don't know if we can. And matter of fact, I'm thinking we probably can't. So there we are, loss of 6DOF control, four aft thrusters down, and I'm visualizing orbital mechanics. The space station is nose down. So we're not exactly level with the station, but below it. If you're below the station, you're moving faster. That's orbital mechanics. It's going to make you move away from the station. So I'm doing all of this in my mind. I don't know what control I have. What if I lose another thruster? What if we lose comm? What am I going to do?"

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im tired of all these "chyna good! chyna is in the next century" posts everywhere

b-word if you like chink communist party so much, move there and enjoy the fruits of their semiconductors. eat tiktok, drink drone, speak mandarine. atleast i wont have to see you anymore on the linked internet

shut up and move

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