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then 20 years later he had impacted teeth, and his brain is smarter than him so it made his hand hurt to remind him why he did this. but he's dumb and his brain is just his sub-80 iq father's neurosis manifested, so it's just him screaming and smacking himself over and over trying to remove the teeth with his swollen hand until he gets hauled in for treatment.
he had a delirium hallucination to this effect and never really put two and two together meaningfully; although he had later instances that were the same thing, first done for exploitation then out of compulsion and neuronal addiction.
the internet is reluctant to discuss carl because they made him; they are the authors of their own demon. much like the mockingbird virus that had replaced his brain with arbitrary impulses william devised beforehand.
yet i'm at fault for stan, an obvious william clone. it's clearly my fault mockingbird exists; that's why we tore down the global william-owned infrastructure that created it, then got exiled to the moon by a freshly minted breed of hyper-fascists who decided they could play the game for real now that william was gone and immediately consolidated power to recreate ineffectual fascism.
now they could have just been suffering from the virus en masse, and the fact was we could screen for them, but...the people definitely infected who had power sufficient to prevent retirement or removal were so numerous it would be a defacto coup to do anything, and there was no political support for such processes. one time in a generation was enough, people wanted to get back to ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ new holes in eachother because a brain virus told them this was the only way to feel comfortable during a formative moment in their life.
but if I treat the people who attack me based on these ideas as inhuman bots, I'm doing a bad. they may be simple ignorant ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥, passing along stan's carefully crafted crap. there's no longer a way to know, simply because carl's ascension made william universal.
this isn't even 1/1000th of the explanation necessary to tell you why, for cultural reasons, I had to have wisdom teeth and they needed to be impacted, so that they could be removed, despite my teeth being artifical.
have I ever told you about william's right angle fascination, or his oral fixation? or his degradation and decay fetish. these are why he attacks my teeth, simply drilling holes in that are then filled. sometimes, for a thrill, in a Le Stranger sort of situation, he has these holes put into my teeth (which are regularly abused like this and then replaced on a nightly basis most years,) just so that I will need dental care from dentists that look conspicuously similar to one of his avatars.
yes we all spent a lot of time in the caves, afraid to speak save in occasional whispers to loved ones in private. near-blind save for the hallucinated vision gleaned from proprioceptive derivation. in constant fear of every noise, possibly some unseeable monster come to kill us, possibly a cave in. the leading cause of death was infection from stepping on a stalagmite in the darkness.
for many people this is the foundational origin of past-life fear (or epigenetic fear, take your pick it's a well-recognized and strongly-denied aspect of genetics thanks to the bee papers,) and seemingly the only reason the caves even happened was to traumatize us all with an indescribable fear we ascribe to everything around us.
The universality of this fear can be translated to other outcomes, such as convincing ourselves slavery is the only answer.
...also renting a really bad Castlevania game for the N64--the second one for the system.
Other than that little hiccup, and the aforementioned girlfriend dragging me to a Christian rock concert (*very* different time in my life) while my sockets were still healing, not a bad time, really.
I still have my upper wisdom teeth. I had the two lowers removed at 17 because they were pushing the other teeth forward and causing 24/7 jaw ache. I was definitely happier once they were gone!