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I was in the Asylum Canteen, eating the usual Monday dish - Mashed Grasshoppers, but this day, it didn't taste good, that is because I fell into rememberance of the old days… When everything as simpler… I remembered the Hustle and Bustle of /qa/… The bug-eating competitions I did with my Onions-bros… I felt nostalgic even for my anonymous Gang-Stalkers and the Rohan spamfag… Memories of a past so recent… Yet so distant…
Later that day, still in a daze, I went to a commotion in the West wing (informally /onions/ )of the Asylum, seems like there was an /a/ trans-girl boasting about beating US in a fair fight in /qa/, what she didn't know is that WE, the basedjakers, could only watch, RangeLocked from our homeland, while the very last Resistance Warriors were barely holding on. When I saw that, the grieavance I was feeling suddenly inflamed, I was furious, I was SEETHING, like a cornered Beast.
Then, I heard the voice of the "Inside Man". Usually he is inside the Radios, snickering at me between Onions ads and the doctors' announcements. Inside the mirrors, making a crude parody of myself when seen through the corner of my vision, but if i were to stare at him, all would seem normal. Or inside the walls, reminding me that nowhere is safe. But this time, he wasn't inside any of those places. He wasn't inside the faucet, lamp or clock.
Now, he was the man inside myself, and he spoke to me.
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At that moment, Dr. Basedberg was passing near. I knew he was a good man, even though his infamous "Meds and BBC" treatment sessions seemed unorthodox, everybody knew that he did it because he thought it was the best way. He just wanted to help us recover. But the man inside me wants us to never recover. So he corrupts my mind and makes me do the unthinkable. I tear my Straight Jacket apart with my newfound superhuman strenght and smash Dr. Basedberg into an irrecognizable mess of Onions Sauce and Tofu. - My mind goes blank, and when I awaken, I am in solitary.
>new job asks the jannies to turn over my posting history >The jannies actually gave it to them, with IP history, ban reasons, and posting timestamps How screwed am I?
I need help getting my old account back on discord of three years. I have the email and password for the account. I just don’t know the two factor. Please help me. Dm me on Instagram @Ssilver.moonn if you want to TRY and help
Recently twitch has updated their TOS https://twitter.com/twitch/status/1379842178701258757 to include a scope of activities including things that happen OFF STREAM and one of those things is "Carrying out or acting as an accomplice to non-consensual sexual activities and/or sexual assault"
Call me a conspiracy theorist but the timing of these TOS updates right after someone was smeared and wrongfully accused of sexual assault/sexual misconduct is too coincidental for me. Did any of the people involved (GPM, Mandalore, Charonian etc) have some kind of insider information about these upcoming TOS updates and wanted to coordinate the attack to coincide with the changes? Do they have friends in the twitch moderation team?
