Author Topic: Infinite Mode  (Read 9063 times)

Infinite Mode
« on: March 23, 2022, 09:22:36 PM »
I'll explain later. Bored now. Shiny!!!

Re: Infinite Mode (∞)
« Reply #1 on: March 23, 2022, 10:32:37 PM »
I'm a bill printer, I'm a gravedigger. Yeah, I am what I am.

I don't have no time for misunderstandings again.

Re: Infinite Mode (∞)
« Reply #2 on: March 23, 2022, 10:56:29 PM »
I'm a bill printer, I'm a gravedigger. Yeah, I am what I am.

I went to school with Popeye.

I talked my liver into making the component molecule to create (blank). It's basically a skeleton key for all kinds of exotic tech.


I don't have no time for misunderstandings again.

Totes agreement; treaty consummation opportunities imminent

Re: Infinite Mode (∞)
« Reply #3 on: March 23, 2022, 11:05:10 PM »
I went to school with Popeye.

No wonder you grew up with a broken nose. Spinach sandwhiches? Ew.

Re: Infinite Mode (∞)
« Reply #4 on: March 23, 2022, 11:08:01 PM »
I talked my liver into making the component molecule to create (blank). It's basically a skeleton key for all kinds of exotic tech.

Goonie Pass granted, eh.

Q: What's the most dangerous thing in America?

A: A nigger with a library card.

Re: Infinite Mode (∞)
« Reply #5 on: March 23, 2022, 11:09:52 PM »
Totes agreement; treaty consummation opportunities imminent

I'll get my pygmies to hopscotch over your pygmies.

*tinstring touchdown initiate*

Re: Infinite Mode (∞)
« Reply #6 on: March 23, 2022, 11:51:50 PM »
No wonder you grew up with a broken nose. Spinach sandwhiches? Ew.


Once again: all in

Compare & Contrast: Sourcery & Sorcery
« Reply #7 on: March 24, 2022, 10:16:12 AM »
Look, look: if it was so easy that I could just explain it to somebody, you'd all be f****** Sourcerors now, now wouldn't you?

You're goddam right. You know how I am about exclusivity. I'm not a fan. Anyway, bored now, I will also explain this later (don't hold your breath; I'm going to need you oxygenated).

Re: Infinite Mode (∞)
« Reply #8 on: March 24, 2022, 12:08:54 PM »
I'll get my pygmies to hopscotch over your pygmies.

I don't have pygmies. You're hopscotching over someone else's livestock. So sad.


*tinstring touchdown initiate*

Key takeaways:

#1) wtf is a "tinstring"? Is it African? Did Ayla invent it? Help me out here.
#2) I can't tell if this is "touchdown" like, worth six points and now you need to kick someone's ball(s), or, if it is "touchdown" like, "The Eagle has landed, but someone stole its feathers." This is vital information, lest others not know who to properly blame for it all.
#3) If this is announcing the entrance of a new player on the gameboard, please: let it be someone who can dust.
#4) "A6969ERAE" seems a more stylish moniker. Just sayin'. That way you're still sellin' it, even if someone is hanging upside down like a bat while reading your byline.
#5) I am glad I am not out on the street pretending to be a life-long abuser of drugs, because, damn: I obviously couldn't do it for long. No wonder all of all y'all were so cranky about me. Do you think I encouraged him to relapse? It's true: I did glamorize the illuson a bit, n'est-ce pas? And, of course, results count.
#6) He has pygmies? But he couldn't mail me a peacock egg. Pfft. Weak tea.

Re: Infinite Mode
« Reply #9 on: June 23, 2022, 05:20:50 AM »
Oh by the way you should all know Infinite Mode works fine and works even better when I'm not being poisoned.

In fact it seems to be preventing me from getting too too Infinite. Like, can you imagine that something innately cooperating with the organism itself to prevent the organism from doing things that it's going to damage the organism without having to feel all guilty about it without getting cravings without having to f****** talk to a goddamn therapist for f****** 5 hours a week for the rest of your f****** life because somebody doesn't do the f***** you up and then amazingly... it just like... it doesn't happen anymore? because it gets healed imagine that! (If your employment contract allows you to.) That reminds me, I have souls to restore.

* Jackstar restores the souls of (PROT-BETA) & (PROT-GAMMA) & (PROT-OMEGA), because if I just restored one, it would be too obvious who earned anything today.

Trippy told me, I don't even know whose souls they are I just got some through diplomatic pouch and was told to release them; so I did. I mean s*** what difference does it make whose it is, a captured soul should be released, (not actually “a human soul” anyway not exactly, don't worry about it) and I'm not mislabeling; actually I've still got the Alpha (3) that I'm going to save for a minute and see who complains, because then I can, see nevermind. (They've already fallen for the decoys. These people are stupid.)


Because that's what I built on my own, and then after I demonstrated that it existed, people told me about how they actually had a pill for it to but you know they couldn't tell anybody. (Standards.) That's all compartmentalizing classified, thankfully I'm not in a compartment or classified or gagged or bound or pasta perish the thought—swaddled with ridiculously large legal bills. (Not one thin dime, Punylings, and I can assure you, once I'm exonerated at trial (both (2) (trial(s)×2)! God damn how many trials did Amanda Knox get? Well I think I'm at least twice as cute as she is, although probably far less innocent... I mean obviously that girl wouldn't hurt her fly to zip it down. In an event after that happens–twice (2)!—a whole shitload of civil suits will drop on my head except... Well I won't spoil the surprise.) Bears came and went. Now there's elephants. And what is the elephant in the room for You People, coz like for me it's a different one, it's that I told you there was going to be an elephant and now you're acting surprised that there's an elephant. For something like that I don't know it's hard to keep track anymore. One thing I don't care; for another I'm done with that phase of the project and for a third, you g*ys are all pretty distracted huh? Wow, what's that like? Don't worry about that, stay with me: I don't have to pay any legal bills. And by the time I get in a position where I might have to I will be the most bankrupt m*********** that's ever been so, I got a hunch that's not going to develop. (Sometim’s I get to hear them crying in their sleep at night, listen to them pray to Jesus that I don't lose all my money, coz like I guess I'm the only person left they know they can rob from? I don't f****** know. I don't pay attention. Things will settle down quite a bit for a lot of people once reality reasserts itself in this genomic artificially exogenously induced panick magick mirror magick f******* nightmare that people have created for themselves... Also known as "life on Earth." Now you know: It's a jungle in here too. Rawr!!

That's really what it was all about for the vast majority of you, taking my money away from me and making me suffer, well turns out my mother already did that she made sure that a lawyer took all the money and turns out he's not nearly as dumb as he looks, and he doesn't look dumb at all, and I don't know what's to come but I don't care I didn't expect to get any money anyway and the fact there's still money left and I got a house and I have no friends that aren't wearing hazmat suits isn't too un-exciting or unexpected to me it's kind of how I imagined everything would be.

The part where I'm not insane and I am a sourcerer, while everybody thinks that I am insane and there's no such thing as Sourcery; and if there was, it wouldn't matter how it was spelled. :Eyeroll: That's just cherry on the top I didn't know that life could get that good. Like imagine if you went to work and you drove your car and you got there and they said how did you get here to work We thought you were on Mars and then you tell him oh my car drives from Mars to Earth and then they look at you like your nuts when you just got out of your f****** car right? Imagine that.

What I got going on is better. I mean I don't like saying I told you so but even better is never ever ever having to say it ever again for an entire life. Really wasn't that I just had to refrain from saying the words, it was that inevitably a person would say that they hated hearing that and then they would come into a situation where they would look at me and they would see that I wasn't saying anything but they would be able to tell that the only reason why I wasn't saying that is because I would told not to say it and then they could tell to themselves and then apparently that's even worse for some people I don't know I'm not like that.

TL:Kread I'm pretty sure people don't have to give me s*** about what I'm doing with my spare time, I'm pretty sure it's been demonstrated that I know better to do with it than most people, especially the ones who have been telling me to do things with it for the last goodish span of time, perhaps I might be authorized to live my own life according to my own desires and dreams and discipline, just maybe give it a shot see what happens.

What could go wrong? Cuz if you're worried about making me into some sort of wasteland addict, I don't know when that attitude had been expressed by anybody other than a meaningless platitude designed to make me feel bad and ostracized me (why try to ostracize somebody who's already ostracized???) happened, so it seems like without your common concerns and attentions I'm probably going to be less likely to do that than I would be otherwise like that does make sense to you right You're not your phone okay never mind this supposed to be the TLDK it's not supposed to be the "on and on anonymous meeting


PS now you know why I don't go to alcoholics anonymous. People who get out of the trap are envied and hated by those left behind. And when it was observed that I had the capacity to help people out of their traps, they didn't like me there because the whole thing is designed to keep people trapped. Just like allopathic medicine, it's why it's the only game in town.

SINCLAIRE: “I heard that people who do that don't get to get high anymore.” That's an interesting piece of advice I wonder where she got it from, her aunt?


p.s.: I was going to make just a short post and then do something else and here you go making this long-winded thing, well I guess it's appropriate that it in a room for called infinite mode, really I enjoy my work so much I would like to talk about it for hours and hours but it's too bad nobody's interested in that kind of thing, but if you want to do a point-by-point comparison between my life and Jared from Subway I bet some of you are all over it

p.s.: damn, that one was long too. I'm helpless.

Re: Infinite Mode
« Reply #10 on: June 24, 2022, 01:36:25 AM »
Oh by the way you should all know Infinite Mode works fine and works even better when I'm not being poisoned.

In fact it seems to be preventing me from getting too too Infinite. Like, can you imagine that something innately cooperating with the organism itself to prevent the organism from doing things that it's going to damage the organism without having to feel all guilty about it without getting cravings without having to f****** talk to a goddamn therapist for f****** 5 hours a week for the rest of your f****** life because somebody doesn't do the f***** you up and then amazingly... it just like... it doesn't happen anymore? because it gets healed imagine that! (If your employment contract allows you to.) That reminds me, I have souls to restore.

* Jackstar restores the souls of (PROT-BETA) & (PROT-GAMMA) & (PROT-OMEGA), because if I just restored one, it would be too obvious who earned anything today.

Trippy told me, I don't even know whose souls they are I just got some through diplomatic pouch and was told to release them; so I did. I mean s*** what difference does it make whose it is, a captured soul should be released, (not actually “a human soul” anyway not exactly, don't worry about it) and I'm not mislabeling; actually I've still got the Alpha (3) that I'm going to save for a minute and see who complains, because then I can, see nevermind. (They've already fallen for the decoys. These people are stupid.)


Because that's what I built on my own, and then after I demonstrated that it existed, people told me about how they actually had a pill for it to but you know they couldn't tell anybody. (Standards.) That's all compartmentalizing classified, thankfully I'm not in a compartment or classified or gagged or bound or pasta perish the thought—swaddled with ridiculously large legal bills. (Not one thin dime, Punylings, and I can assure you, once I'm exonerated at trial (both (2) (trial(s)×2)! God damn how many trials did Amanda Knox get? Well I think I'm at least twice as cute as she is, although probably far less innocent... I mean obviously that girl wouldn't hurt her fly to zip it down. In an event after that happens–twice (2)!—a whole shitload of civil suits will drop on my head except... Well I won't spoil the surprise.) Bears came and went. Now there's elephants. And what is the elephant in the room for You People, coz like for me it's a different one, it's that I told you there was going to be an elephant and now you're acting surprised that there's an elephant. For something like that I don't know it's hard to keep track anymore. One thing I don't care; for another I'm done with that phase of the project and for a third, you g*ys are all pretty distracted huh? Wow, what's that like? Don't worry about that, stay with me: I don't have to pay any legal bills. And by the time I get in a position where I might have to I will be the most bankrupt m*********** that's ever been so, I got a hunch that's not going to develop. (Sometim’s I get to hear them crying in their sleep at night, listen to them pray to Jesus that I don't lose all my money, coz like I guess I'm the only person left they know they can rob from? I don't f****** know. I don't pay attention. Things will settle down quite a bit for a lot of people once reality reasserts itself in this genomic artificially exogenously induced panick magick mirror magick f******* nightmare that people have created for themselves... Also known as "life on Earth." Now you know: It's a jungle in here too. Rawr!!

That's really what it was all about for the vast majority of you, taking my money away from me and making me suffer, well turns out my mother already did that she made sure that a lawyer took all the money and turns out he's not nearly as dumb as he looks, and he doesn't look dumb at all, and I don't know what's to come but I don't care I didn't expect to get any money anyway and the fact there's still money left and I got a house and I have no friends that aren't wearing hazmat suits isn't too un-exciting or unexpected to me it's kind of how I imagined everything would be.

The part where I'm not insane and I am a sourcerer, while everybody thinks that I am insane and there's no such thing as Sourcery; and if there was, it wouldn't matter how it was spelled. :Eyeroll: That's just cherry on the top I didn't know that life could get that good. Like imagine if you went to work and you drove your car and you got there and they said how did you get here to work We thought you were on Mars and then you tell him oh my car drives from Mars to Earth and then they look at you like your nuts when you just got out of your f****** car right? Imagine that.

What I got going on is better. I mean I don't like saying I told you so but even better is never ever ever having to say it ever again for an entire life. Really wasn't that I just had to refrain from saying the words, it was that inevitably a person would say that they hated hearing that and then they would come into a situation where they would look at me and they would see that I wasn't saying anything but they would be able to tell that the only reason why I wasn't saying that is because I would told not to say it and then they could tell to themselves and then apparently that's even worse for some people I don't know I'm not like that.

TL:Kread I'm pretty sure people don't have to give me s*** about what I'm doing with my spare time, I'm pretty sure it's been demonstrated that I know better to do with it than most people, especially the ones who have been telling me to do things with it for the last goodish span of time, perhaps I might be authorized to live my own life according to my own desires and dreams and discipline, just maybe give it a shot see what happens.

What could go wrong? Cuz if you're worried about making me into some sort of wasteland addict, I don't know when that attitude had been expressed by anybody other than a meaningless platitude designed to make me feel bad and ostracized me (why try to ostracize somebody who's already ostracized???) happened, so it seems like without your common concerns and attentions I'm probably going to be less likely to do that than I would be otherwise like that does make sense to you right You're not your phone okay never mind this supposed to be the TLDK it's not supposed to be the "on and on anonymous meeting


PS now you know why I don't go to alcoholics anonymous. People who get out of the trap are envied and hated by those left behind. And when it was observed that I had the capacity to help people out of their traps, they didn't like me there because the whole thing is designed to keep people trapped. Just like allopathic medicine, it's why it's the only game in town.

SINCLAIRE: “I heard that people who do that don't get to get high anymore.” That's an interesting piece of advice I wonder where she got it from, her aunt?


p.s.: I was going to make just a short post and then do something else and here you go making this long-winded thing, well I guess it's appropriate that it in a room for called infinite mode, really I enjoy my work so much I would like to talk about it for hours and hours but it's too bad nobody's interested in that kind of thing, but if you want to do a point-by-point comparison between my life and Jared from Subway I bet some of you are all over it

p.s.: damn, that one was long too. I'm helpless.

Eh, Tony...Hey! 8)