I've been really concerned lately. It's 4 AM, I have been sleeping like dog poopoo for a while. I've been stuck in infinite loop for days now. I cannot stop. Before you ask 'dude wtf ask support, dumbass.'
That place did not seem safe to me, it's way less personal than a clan board. This seems like a safe clan, it has Dezrai and other famous people that I cannot name due to copyright infringement.

Here's my story, it will contain everything that I've been through over the last couple of days, weeks, years, maybe even decades. It is all that you need to know. So, I've been trapped in a state where all I can do is view 2D animations from a certain country you may or may not have heard of, I'm not sure if you know planetary theory. After all, they didn't export the water from Africa until after the great war.

Whilst viewing these 2D animations from the island-country I experience a feeling that I cannot describe other than in words, which I will do now. It is like swimming in an ocean of water in the sun while being covered in not-water, only the water is there and it is like the water is the only thing there besides the sun itself and it's hot, like water on the sun. It flows through, over, past and under me. It makes me go numb, because there is already a lot of flow, my replays lose their flow and I become a stiff stick that is twitchy and wooden like a log cabin with ALS.


Once I overcome this feeling, I am hit a sense of nostalgia, I feel like I'm young again, it is like I am the guy in the pictures of the past, but he's travelled to the future and broken out of his paste and found a better future than the current one being the present future. After experiencing this for a long, long, agonizing time, I go back to crying myself to sleep, where I encounter a giant shadow that laughs at me, mocking me for watching the 2D cartoon.

The thought crosses my mind that it's been too long since I've watched the 2D cartoon, but that is not true. It has been years, yet the shadow still confronts me with his laughter, it cuts into my soul, like a cold knife violently smashing into hot butter.

There's no better way to explain, I've lost all grasp on the passing of time, after I watch the 2D cartoon I don't know if it's been 8 centuries or 8 milliseconds. I have no idea if I've been here since the dawn of the universe, or if I've merely emerged from the womb while viewing the 2D cartoon on my way out as it waited for me at my watery grave on the sun at the other end. The Shadow has become a bigger part of me than my life itself. Every waking moment of my life is spent either in fear of the shadow or viewing the 2D shadow cartoon. There is no such thing as reality to me anymore. It has all faded away, nothing left but ashes, misery and pocket lint.

"WHAT HAS BECOME OF ME? WHAT HAPPENED TO THE DAYS WHEN I USED TO VIEW HEALTHY 3D SALADS?"

My rage burned into my chest like a boiled egg, it is like a spark has come to my lighter, which was then thrown into a bonfire in a volcano. The watery sun provided me with no release, even though it was water. The water was, in reality, the hottest place of them all, despite it being so watery. You have probably figured out by now that the place I am describing is not Madagascar, but its close neighbour, Japan. Those of you who don't study Planetary Theory will now know what I'm referring to.

There is simply no more clarity. Everything is blurred, 144p rather than 1080. Why has this happened to me? It feels like I am riding an elephant that is the wrong way up- I have no control.

That's the last time I'll ever watch Zubin's replays.

Thanks.