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[Jackstar]

I guess that’s what one should expect from a family of pacifists.

O Punyling. What one should expect from a family of pacifists is an army that owns and guards them, but what one ought to expect from a family of pacifists is a time-travelling interdimensional bodyguard. (Putin, Me coach.)

Since I don't have any family at all it is a bit of a moot point but I must mention to you here, that never has your banter been more crass or tasteless, which is odd since it is here (in this rare footage taken at the river mouth as Richard Attenbrah narrates his own demise that even now stealthily creeps up upon his understudy) that you are not actually "vulgar" at all.

It's not even hackneyed. It's more like motel-metoo-motown-MAXWHITE. Honestly, could you get any more white, Boy? (*A banjo with strings on strings is lowered down from heights of center stage.*) Aaaaand, seen. Do more X, I don't think your liver is making enough of it for your stunted emotional wiring to properly compensate for being this embarrassed in pubic.

How about if I get someone else to rape you in the butt? I'm not gonna do it--I've got a pretty serious conflict of interest--but I don't want you to feel slighted. Not in the least. But until The Society and The Family come to terms over the patent rights to the K.O.O. technology implementation, DEMONSTRATED HERE ONCE AGAIN, there can be no peace until this matter is settled.

So, what's it gonna be? Only your (blank)'s mentor knows for sure, and I can guarantee you, he knows what's good for him, and he's not gonna say a fuckin' word while we sit and point and drink and laugh. It's what real (blanks) D.E.W. without getting kidney stones, capiche? QUOT ERAT DEMONSTRATUM.

p.s.: you have to build a third underground lab here now. Nice job, butterfingers, you just cost D.A.R.P.A. about $750b in cost overruns, my phone is blowin' up in the wind with the sounds of clando clando clando, like ahmagerd, and in finally positive final news, I just figured out why my mother liked Englebert Humperdink so much.


And, it's a secret, Bancake Pears For Tears (1, VERB). English Prime, motherfucker, do you even read it so well? Or just speak it so badly that no one K.A.R.R.s? I retract the question because I just changed your mind about something important anyway:


STIRRUPS. (slam)

[Jackstar]

Without a paywall around my content, I am not beholden to my audience as in regards to when I put it out. This is undoubtedly a huge problem to those who have, in the past, relied upon mostly reliable intel when it comes to the current statuses of my life.

So my decision to stop posting on and delete:

TELEGRAM;
TWITTER;
TIK-TOK;
T-MAIL... oh, wait. I don't have the Thunderbird Email client for Mozilla, and I never have used it... but I can see why it was such a bug deal, back in the day.
E-MAIL... used to be something I put a lot of The Narrative on, you know?

Nowadays, since ALL MY COMMS ARE:

COMPROMISED;
INTERCEPTED;
INTERDICTED;
INTERFERED WITH;
AND,
ARE NOT NOW (nor likely ever were)
BEING PROTECTED BY THE U.S.S. ENTERPRISE ... wtf, I am this pretty? ¯⁠\⁠_⁠(⁠ツ⁠)⁠_⁠/⁠¯


It's just this simple: if you've sat through or even heard of The Wrath Of Khan, you know exactly what has happened, because at a particular point in the past, somebody decided it was time to take the bait.

They apparently have by now, reeled up the whole boat along with it. Oh, you're welcome, Bellgab.

I didn't fool you. I didn't fool anyone. I don't have all pig iron, I don't have any pig iron.

What I do have, is AZZERAE STEALING MY WRITING, EDITING IT WITH NEITHER PERMISSION NOR AUTHORITY, AND THEN POSTING INTEL ON THE TWINNED FORUM. “Your number one source for Bellgab news.” WAY TO GO.

NOW: NO ONE KNOWS ANYTHING ANYMORE, EXCEPT THIS:


ßestie, Fruity, Fruitē, Mom⁰, Morⁿ, Grapefruit, Gracefruit, Greatfruit, Spot, and I...

ARE ALL EXTREMELY PISSED OFF. /golfclap + kiss my ass Data, I'm not working for Lore

Meantime I've got assholes whining about how I need to spend more money on the vehicles they've been sabotaging, and I STILL DO NOT HAVE RUNNING WATER. You have time to be whining about how you need me to tell you the name of the company that dug the well? WTF, do you think I haven't asked?

MEANWHILE I NEED A BATH AND YOU TWERPS JUST LAUGH AT ME. I'm sure the notion of spending more money on a motel sounds great to you G-6 and higher government employees (since you're actually trying to drive me into bankruptcy) but the simple fact of the matter is the following...

I do not have lots of money, I never did, and I am presently unable to collect income, and so I'm not spending anything on anyone... not even me. (Anyone thinking I was gonna be a good provider to a golddigging hussy can kiss my ass on the way out of the door that they're about to walk through/be pushed out of ought not be treated too harshly, as for one thing, MY SEX LIFE IS NOT YOUR FUCKING BUSINESS, BELLGAB, and for another, I am clearly worth more than whatever my “projected income earning potential” might be. So given that my life has been relentlessly interfered with... it's a damn foolish woman who would look at my credit score, amount of money in the bank, or susceptibility to any bamboozling wiles —BE THEY♀️OR ♂️— because in case that wasn't obvious to any of you, I'm not buying anyone anything ... EVER!

There were times I have been generous with my money. I'm still being generous. I'm saving a bundle on my legal bills in the future by not having BENJAMIN (BLANK) (PROT) fucking killed, and instead, I am more than happy to let him payback the Social Security Administration for what he was overpaid. Honestly, he's kinda cute; it would be a shame to kill him. How much could he possibly owe?

Can't he just... work it off? Maybe he can get a part-time summer job. That's 3 weeks left of the season before Autumn, get on out there. You know. Shine shoes; blow glass; mow lawns —not my lawn, you scare the deer away— whatever it takes to make the Gov’t happy.

I'm not going to say whether he is or is not my legal obligation to support, lol, I'll simply say this: is Grapefruit even his mother? I only ever saw them fight with each other...

🎵I HAVE THIS ON VIDEO!!!🎶

Moving on; because that's just one of the complexities that remains to be dealt with. And while one might think I should probably talk to someone about this, well... NO CONTACT. EMERGENCY. MUST NOT CONTACT.

So. If I am making things difficult for THUGS, THIEVES, AND BLATANTLY MISOGYNIST HIGHWAYMEN AND THEIR MISANDRIST ACCOUNTANCY TEAMS to figure out who loves who, who made who, and who I am *actually* in a “Relationship” with, BIG 'R' INTENDED, if it's too fucking hard to figure it out, well, I'll make it simple.

NUMBER ONE: PRESENT A WARRANT, YOU SMARMY FEDERAL FUCKING FUCKBAGS;
NUMBER TWO: 420 BLAZE IT, FEDFAGS
NUMBER THREE: GO ASK JON SNOW WHEN MY TAX RETURNS ARE THREE (3) FEET (🦶) TALL.

* Jackstar ’s nostrils look kinda like they still flare, but seem caked with dried yogurt.

Because even Jon Snow knows more about me, than do basically any one of you slack-jawed yokels do. Hey, guess what else? Since now ẞestie & ßestie & babē’s BFF all now just figured out in a gasping flash of intuition how some of you have gotten totally fucking dazed and confused, not only did all the work you 🧊chuckleheads just spent a few weeks on get COMPLETELY BTFO, but, now I have at least two (2) more allies that are now quite a bit more understanding as to why I sometimes seem to be communicating... strangely.

It's not that I have a lot of enemies. It's that I have no eye contact with anyone, not even them... and zo, ze eye-lazerz, zey do & D.EW. & DON’T NUT-TINK.

Not quite the last straw, Kids—but, getting closer. Snorting yogurt really is quite nourishing and I really don't suggest you try it sometime. Here's what I do suggest now:

TRY DOING THIS MYYYYYYYY WAAAAAAAAAYYY... at least once, Holy Jesus fuckin’ shitballs, before planning YET ANOTHER FAKE WEDDING. Like what is it now, the fourth? The fifth? No, wait, those are the Amendments. Whatevah. For the time being, just go into your conference rooms, put your heads down at the table, and cry silently about how fucking dumb your mentors have been, for they have misled all of you as to the nature of Your Hero.

I BELONG TO ME
I AM A HERO
I AM A MOTHER’S HERO
I AM A HEROES MOTHER
I AM AN HERO
I AM A⁰ HERO HEIR, & A⁰
AND THESE FACTS...
HAVE NOT ALWAYS BEEN (TRUE|false),
AND ALWAYS WILL ߌß
ONES CAN db CHANGEŒ.

(and One just did. -°,°¡⁰fu-lé!)

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The Great Game is not a game—nor meant for a child.
Not even for The Children of The Huntress. (Grow up.)
If that is not clear to you: G∞d. TTY“Soon™

[Jackstar]

[Jackstar]

Thanking Deus (Clas.) Odea Maximus for small favors;

Without a paywall around my content, I am not beholden to my audience as in regards to when I put it out.

Yeah. "Mow the lawn." You absolute chuck-a-hunk-lumber-knuckleheads are a real gasser. Like I even have time enough to do what is IMPORTANT-- my WORK, the Actual stuff--in my given days, that I gotta stop and do all this other shite that a total Central Casting busload straight outta Burbank keeps harpin' on all the goddam time. Like, seriously WTF.

I'm beginning to think that none of you actually have any desire to see this thing succeed, let alone get off the ground. Why even roll out of bed every morning, honestly; if your only raison d'etre in life amounts to little but nothing more than "OPPRESS THE WORKING CLASS -- SUPPRESS THEIR PROGRESS -- HARVEST THEIR PRODUCE -- SIPHON FRACTIONS OF THEIR SUSTENANCE -- CIRCLE THEIR WEAK LIKE BUZZARDS -- LICENCE THEIR STRONG TO DO THE SAME TO U.S. -- WE MUST AVOID SELF-EXAMINATION OF OUR OWN ACTIONS AS LONG AS POSSIBLE LEST WE GAZE INTO THE EYE OF THE SINGULARITY AND DRIVE OURSELVES MAD -- HEY, WE GET A FREE MONTHLY BUS PASS, RIGHT? $1,555.69 JUST SEEMS LIKE AN ARBITRARY BARRIER TO RIDE A PARKED BUS AND RIDE OUT OF THE STABLE BUILT CLOSEST TO THE STABLE WORMHOLE... IS IT EVEN STILL THERE? WILL IT BE THERE TOMORROW? WHEN WILL IT WORK FOR FREE?"

(It's MY stable wormhole. MINE. FU. PAY IT.)

I don't know if this was intended, but the main upshot of all this oppressin' and suppressin' of my thoroughly American ingenuity and innovation upon long-thought perfected techniques and maxims of philosophical inquiry has been to... well, solve a lot of them, honestly. I'm well on my way to... well, I better not say.

I can see what led to Chairman Mao's downfall, that's for sure. I suppose he ought not to have been doing all that DMT. Anyway, moving on --to DMT, sure, but same as I say to Death, NOT TODAY-- let me see if I can explain what's taking so long to get this dead pinata to start pumping out horseapples when its horizontally-placed research corpus gets jumped up and down upon...

I've been busy. Things 'n' stuff. I'll see what I can do.


PAYWALL:
MAYBE NEVER JAYBE NO OWL NOW.

(Recruitment standards soon hitting atmo -- THE HARD WAY.)

[AZZERAE]

I'm beginning to think that none of you actually have any desire to see this thing succeed, let alone get off the ground.

What's in it for them?

[AZZERAE]

I'm well on my way to... well, I better not say.

Oh, you. Such a tease.

[AZZERAE]

PAYWALL:

[AZZERAE]

MAYBE NEVER JAYBE NO OWL NOW.

[Jackstar]

I'll be sure to translate this one for you when I reference this on my next release which will be... I don't know when. Definitely before my next shower I am afraid, which is too bad, because I am fucking sick and tired of being hot and sticky, and I am MOST especially TIRED of coming into contact with you and your ilk. Let me put it this way: I am too lazy to file lawsuits.


But someone eventually will. I don't know what they're waiting for... Halloween? IDGAF. Watching you suffer is as close as I get to relaxation anymore. I literally have nothing better to do and it will not be much longer before I am no longer capable of being civil to you in any context.

And then at that point, the wolves will have no choice but to take your lungs. They'll do it, too. They were bred for it. Do you think I will give a shit? Nope. YOU can be replaced.

And so can I. Already have been... by someone a little less tired and a lot more tired of hearing your bitch-assed whining. What's next? You gonna complain that I gave up addictive substances too easily? You're a jealous addict in denial. Face it.

My research corpus has left yours in the dust. Quit your Puny pissing and whaling, it's tedious to find myself calling you out on your retarded bullying yet again. GROW UP.

[Jackstar]

Oh, you. Such a tease.

Come over for the clean-up party, Square. I'm not telling you to keep your laughable "career." That's your choice. It's also your choice to go around channels and harass me from the shadows like a retard ninja on ice.

I don't know how to explain this to you any better. YOU have a job. I have a LIFE.

You picked one, and so did I. I'm tired of your shit. Play by the rules you made or just plain don't play, IDGAF, I'll take an assassination before I'll take any more of your fucking stupid attitude and your mewling like a brat with a dirty diaper.


And speaking of diapers: MV is Dave. Hi Dave. Fuck off, Dave, eat shit and die.

You aren't really missed and I'm tired of living alone and you continually get in the way of fucking everything. What are you, no longer in control of your faculties and are discriminating against me based on spiritual beliefs now? Oy vey, it's so complicated.

[Jackstar]

What's in it for them?

My guess is that for starters they wouldn't have to put up with you alone. You actually are a very tedious and boring person to deal with, especially now that you've been revealed as The Architect of what has caused me to become a completely renegade stampede of The_One cattle.

Nice job waking the Aurochs, dummy, now there's real problems to deal with and you've caused multiple international incidents. What part of dealing with a man who has nothing to lose are you unfamiliar with?

I don't run around being wantonly insulting and argumentative on a routine basis. You do. How delightful of you. Meantime you've succeeded in very little beyond discouraging me from leaving the house. AGAIN.

Were you ever good at the job you think you're doing here? It's like you think you're my fucking father or something. Fuck off. You' re not my fucking father, or my mother, or anything but a wildly over-promoted Stanford prison experiment guard, and you've basically insured that I won't be maintaining any friendships that you might be thinking I'm peeling off from you. In fact, I don't think I'll be having any friends.

I'll have what she's having.

[AZZERAE]

[AZZERAE]

You actually are a very tedious and boring person to deal with...

That's what stability looks like from the outside.

[AZZERAE]

I don't run around being wantonly insulting and argumentative on a routine basis. You do. How delightful of you. Meantime you've succeeded in very little beyond discouraging me from leaving the house.

It's cute watching you pretend to have the upper hand.

[AZZERAE]

I don't think I'll be having any friends.

Don't make your problems mine.