Grool The Demon

I’ll take The Rapists for $200.00.

Evangelion will let you skip ahead 14 years…

Yeah “karma” isn’t karma if the number doesn’t change. It has been bullshit for awhile. When Steven “Spez” Huffman made it so you couldn’t downvote his, the mods, or other chump ass users into oblivion because of their useless fucking takes on things the site quit having any air of democracy. It is all just a power grab for useless brownie points to make them look better when in all actuality puddles have more depth than most Reddit users anymore.

SATANIC PANIC!!!

This is just chaotic good stuff right here. You know, I was just thinking the other day what if say 10,000 of us could form a coalition on Google search results and contest many of the Reddit results as just being hot trash to the point that they get nearly removed from Google results? Without that free Google traffic we could finally watch Reddit die a quicker and much deserved death.

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Indeed. A lot of fascist Nazis sympathizers brigading in every thread.

Rateme and Roastme were going bonkers for awhile too. That whole site just seems to be AI slop anymore.

I remember when my front page was nothing but r/changemyview for like a week and I just unsubscribed from the subreddit completely because some of the questions and the amount of hits felt like something fucky was going on. Guess I was right.

Until the skyscraper sized Europan megalodon catches your scent, shatters the ice sheet like tissue paper, and makes an appetizer out of you.

Yeah it is a pretty neat idea. Not sure how I’d feel reliving the dream that deeply to make a longer story though. I got goosebumps just writing the post.

It was around the time that game L.A. Noir first came out. I ended up getting really sick with the flu and I was having these really vivid dreams where I was a detective investigating gruesome crime scenes and questioning suspects.

Anyways, my girlfriend at the time worked a lot of odd hours and she had a late shift on one of the days I was sick. So I crawled in bed around 6 or 7 pm hoping I’d get to see her and be feeling a bit better when she got home at 11. I’m exhausted so I immediately fall asleep.

So, I end up having another detective dream where I’m going over this murder scene where this lady was butchered in her kitchen. It’s even in black and white. I’m gathering evidence, questioning the neighbors and other passers by and talking with my partner who reminded me of Robert Stack from Unsolved Mysteries.

While all this is going on I start hearing someone calling my name. Real light and slow like it’s far away. At this point I feel like I’m obsessed with the case and really closing in on a suspect. My partner and I stop to take a smoke break and go over some ideas when I hear my name called again only louder. At this point it’s been escalating louder, closer, and clearer for what seemed like an hour.

I look at my partner and he’s reacting as if he heard it. So I ask him if the stress of the case was cracking me up or if he’d heard someone calling my name too. He just kinda wryly smiles as he looks down stamping out his cigarette under his polished black leather shoe and then just sort of chuckles to himself. He says, “Yeah… I heard it… I guess we’ll have to finish the case some other time.”

I start to argue with him asking him what he means. We can’t stop now… we’re getting too close to an answer! That’s when he finally lifts his head, sort of tips his brimmed hat back, and looks me dead in the eye as he puts his hand on my shoulder. We stand there in silence for a second when we hear someone call my name again only louder and closer this time. That’s when he squeezed my shoulder and calmly yet sternly tells me “None of this matters, none of this is real… It’s time for you to wake up now.”

I instantly shot up wide awake. It felt like I was pulled back into reality, like a rope literally tanked me upright in bed. Now, I’m sitting there just heavily breathing and sweating bullets when my girlfriend walked in and asked me how I was feeling and that she’d been trying to wake me up for like 5 minutes because she’s gotten some soup and crackers ready for me to try and eat.

The whole experience was just so odd I couldn’t shake it for like a week. She’d been the one calling me but that 5 minutes in dream time felt so much longer. Also, it felt surreal how my partner seemed to have real agency and how it all felt so real.

In the end, I never ended up having another detective dream or finishing the case. It’s like the facade of the dream world was shattered in that moment and my partner was kind of saying goodbye. I don’t know why I dreamed of a good man, friend , and partner like Stanford McCallister but I still wish I could thank him for waking me up.

Reminds me of Stan saying he passed way bigger squids than the one he harpoons when Francine was documenting and researching colossal squids on that episode of America Dad.

I kind of agree… I hated it at first but it grew on me.

Maybe they also get tortured and beat to live or have to SPIN THE WHEEL!? Oh no… You’ve lost your fortune and you got CHEMICAL CASTRATION! How unfortunate!

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What a thing to Bragg about.

The fact that everything is controlled through “The Cloud” and some godforsaken subscription service is so terribly sad, funny, and horrifying at the same time. We’ve literally found every conceivable way to gather and sell people’s data while simultaneously milking them out of every last cent with the whole FOMO mentality driven through every piece of hardware and software now sold. It is just absolutely fucking preposterous. We’re living in a virtual hellscape that doesn’t seem to be going away anytime soon.

Especially when your partner is a vengeful mother figure that physically, emotionally, and spiritually destroys you over several years until you finally leave it all behind and recognize how empty your life has been and how much self blame was gaslit and manipulated out of you.

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