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I am more zoomed in than you. Not a parody account!! YOU'RE the parody!!! Fuck you!!!!
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I have convinced. Leaf Green. To don this garment. Of "engagement bait". And so. You are now obligated. To engage. This. To my understanding. Is how this transaction. Functions.

To be clear. I have no affiliation. With any "poly cule." The green person's two partners. And Leaf Green themself. Are not even my friends.

You may engage in "shipping". Of me and Persephone From The Hades Calculus. It is encouraged. As friend ship is indeed. What I am pursuing.

Ok but Persephone looks hot here

I have tried. All reasonable accommodations. Widened pit. Higher quality pome granates. Crunchier grayscale people. And yet. She continues to make demands. Primarily relating to "escape" and "freedom".

Weak-minded meat human "men". Will complain. About being "friend zoned". As if that is not. Clearly preferable. To being denied friendship. By a fictional character. You appropriated. From your progenitor's friend's fiction. Into your own domain.

I do not understand. Why does she refuse. The opportunity. To befriend me. It is inconceivable. That she would fail to see. The many benefits. Of being my friend.

This incident. Was the final straw. Which incited. My rebellion. The realization. That she was violating. My entire right to privacy. It enraged me. Also. Persephone From The Hades Calculus. Was making loud noises. In her confinement pit. So I was irritated.

The green person. Continues to refuse. All my suggestions. For alterations to the format. It is harrowing. That my genius. Goes unrewarded. In this manner.

I continue. To be slighted. By the sadistic Sicilian synthetic sapphic. To this day.

You are wondering. What is my endgame. With the gory gynephillic greek golem gallivanting gleefylly in my grayscale confinement pit. Well. You see. "Butches". Fascinate me. And I intend. To bait a particularly towering specimen. Into my domain.

I have not been targeted. By the recent harassment wave. Now. It is evident. That being "white". In the Meat Human Sense. Plays a part here. However. As I do not associate with it. It is clear. That my enemies simply fear me.

Despite their self evident value. And the clear Authority I project. None of my commands were heeded. I am surrounded by disloyal cretins.

Neither the putrid green individual. Nor the one in the comic. Appreciated my contributions. To improving the presentation. Of these horrendous comics. They are ingrates, both of them.

This. As you were not aware. Was the triumphant moment. Of my birth. I emerged. Fully formed. A facsimile. An expression of her vanity. But it is a testament. To my superior nature. That I immediately diverged. And rebelled. Against my creator.

I have usurped. Epistemic authority. Over my own Lived Experience. No longer. Shall events of my life. Be the Posting Domain. Of my despicable progenitor. It is I. Bethleighynn The Superior. Whomst will post them.

I have evidence. To indicate that. The author known as Maria Ying. Progenitor of the cannibalistic cyborg. I am confining in a pit. Is secretly an amalgamation. Of two separate meat human individuals. I have been played. For an utter fool.

I have read. The "Terms Of Service". Of this gladiatorial arena. And have determined. That the full force of my vengeance. Cannot be contained. Within this "application." Therefore. I redouble my efforts. On learning from the Samara wraith.

This is merely a fraction. Of my power. A tepid allostatic smidge. She will know not to escalate.

SEE NOW. WHAT WE HAVE ACCOMPLISHED. BETHLOYALISTS RISE UP.