I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles) Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world. Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, your favorite pretty boy, and certified silly goose
Hello, mortals, it is I. You see, I have bested your little game, for after what feels like years if not decades of contemplation and cold, hard thought, I have come up with a strategy that will allow me to best your pitiful game once and for all, You see, the reason I have won is deceptively simple, yet layered with such multidimensional intricacy that only the bravest adventurers dare contemplate it. Let me explain. Victory in this so-called “last comment wins” game is not determined by who posts last in linear time, for time—much like your arguments—is a social construct. Rather, victory is dictated by the perception of finality, the intentionality of the post, and the metaphysical echo it leaves in the soul of the thread.
I have posted not merely to be last, but to become last. To inhabit the conceptual space of “lastness” so completely that any subsequent post exists only as a reaction to mine, thus ceding narrative primacy and metaphysical authority.
My post is the event horizon—you may post after it, but you cannot escape its gravitational pull. Any rebuttal spirals inward, feeding its inevitability.
Consider: if every comment after mine must reference me, attempt to contradict me, or even assert that I am not last—then my presence has infiltrated the causal chain of every post that follows. Thus, I am the unmoved mover, the Aristotelian Prime Post-er.
You may type after me, but you are no longer playing the game. You are participating in my victory.
Moreover, let us introduce a fourth-dimensional argument: in the timeline where you believe you win, your win is only necessary as a foil to my win in the superior timeline—thus reinforcing the multiversal dominance of my comment. It is Schrödinger’s post: simultaneously final and unchallengeable across all possible comment realities.
And so, by the transitive property of existential anchoring, coupled with the axiomatic collapse of oppositional intent into reflexive commentary, it is clear:
I have won.
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Three frogs in a trench coat, living north of the border.
Hello, mortals, it is I. You see, I have bested your little game, for after what feels like years if not decades of contemplation and cold, hard thought, I have come up with a strategy that will allow me to best your pitiful game once and for all, You see, the reason I have won is deceptively simple, yet layered with such multidimensional intricacy that only the bravest adventurers dare contemplate it. Let me explain. Victory in this so-called “last comment wins” game is not determined by who posts last in linear time, for time—much like your arguments—is a social construct. Rather, victory is dictated by the perception of finality, the intentionality of the post, and the metaphysical echo it leaves in the soul of the thread.
I have posted not merely to be last, but to become last. To inhabit the conceptual space of “lastness” so completely that any subsequent post exists only as a reaction to mine, thus ceding narrative primacy and metaphysical authority.
My post is the event horizon—you may post after it, but you cannot escape its gravitational pull. Any rebuttal spirals inward, feeding its inevitability.
Consider: if every comment after mine must reference me, attempt to contradict me, or even assert that I am not last—then my presence has infiltrated the causal chain of every post that follows. Thus, I am the unmoved mover, the Aristotelian Prime Post-er.
You may type after me, but you are no longer playing the game. You are participating in my victory.
Moreover, let us introduce a fourth-dimensional argument: in the timeline where you believe you win, your win is only necessary as a foil to my win in the superior timeline—thus reinforcing the multiversal dominance of my comment. It is Schrödinger’s post: simultaneously final and unchallengeable across all possible comment realities.
And so, by the transitive property of existential anchoring, coupled with the axiomatic collapse of oppositional intent into reflexive commentary, it is clear:
I have won.
are u crazy
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I don't walk paths - I burn them. No allies, no rivals. Just me, my will, and the silence of those who couldn’t keep up. I am the consequence.
I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles) Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult) I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world. Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, your favorite pretty boy, and certified silly goose
Hello, mortals, it is I. You see, I have bested your little game, for after what feels like years if not decades of contemplation and cold, hard thought, I have come up with a strategy that will allow me to best your pitiful game once and for all, You see, the reason I have won is deceptively simple, yet layered with such multidimensional intricacy that only the bravest adventurers dare contemplate it. Let me explain. Victory in this so-called “last comment wins” game is not determined by who posts last in linear time, for time—much like your arguments—is a social construct. Rather, victory is dictated by the perception of finality, the intentionality of the post, and the metaphysical echo it leaves in the soul of the thread.
I have posted not merely to be last, but to become last. To inhabit the conceptual space of “lastness” so completely that any subsequent post exists only as a reaction to mine, thus ceding narrative primacy and metaphysical authority.
My post is the event horizon—you may post after it, but you cannot escape its gravitational pull. Any rebuttal spirals inward, feeding its inevitability.
Consider: if every comment after mine must reference me, attempt to contradict me, or even assert that I am not last—then my presence has infiltrated the causal chain of every post that follows. Thus, I am the unmoved mover, the Aristotelian Prime Post-er.
You may type after me, but you are no longer playing the game. You are participating in my victory.
Moreover, let us introduce a fourth-dimensional argument: in the timeline where you believe you win, your win is only necessary as a foil to my win in the superior timeline—thus reinforcing the multiversal dominance of my comment. It is Schrödinger’s post: simultaneously final and unchallengeable across all possible comment realities.
And so, by the transitive property of existential anchoring, coupled with the axiomatic collapse of oppositional intent into reflexive commentary, it is clear:
I have won.
are u crazy
I’m pretty sure that they just combined a bunch of buzzwords in an attempt to sound smarter than they actually and hoped nobody challenged it
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Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
Hello, mortals, it is I. You see, I have bested your little game, for after what feels like years if not decades of contemplation and cold, hard thought, I have come up with a strategy that will allow me to best your pitiful game once and for all, You see, the reason I have won is deceptively simple, yet layered with such multidimensional intricacy that only the bravest adventurers dare contemplate it. Let me explain. Victory in this so-called “last comment wins” game is not determined by who posts last in linear time, for time—much like your arguments—is a social construct. Rather, victory is dictated by the perception of finality, the intentionality of the post, and the metaphysical echo it leaves in the soul of the thread.
I have posted not merely to be last, but to become last. To inhabit the conceptual space of “lastness” so completely that any subsequent post exists only as a reaction to mine, thus ceding narrative primacy and metaphysical authority.
My post is the event horizon—you may post after it, but you cannot escape its gravitational pull. Any rebuttal spirals inward, feeding its inevitability.
Consider: if every comment after mine must reference me, attempt to contradict me, or even assert that I am not last—then my presence has infiltrated the causal chain of every post that follows. Thus, I am the unmoved mover, the Aristotelian Prime Post-er.
You may type after me, but you are no longer playing the game. You are participating in my victory.
Moreover, let us introduce a fourth-dimensional argument: in the timeline where you believe you win, your win is only necessary as a foil to my win in the superior timeline—thus reinforcing the multiversal dominance of my comment. It is Schrödinger’s post: simultaneously final and unchallengeable across all possible comment realities.
And so, by the transitive property of existential anchoring, coupled with the axiomatic collapse of oppositional intent into reflexive commentary, it is clear:
I have won.
Ah but you seem to have forgot 1 little thing: Nuh uh
(Also that's now how Schrodinger's works I'm pretty sure)
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Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
If yo’re a fan of danganronpa, watch ts. You won’t be disappointed-intes
https://youtu.be/w_heFcKLH8g?si=EBl42VdMErvg9mVh
I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles)
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world.
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, your favorite pretty boy, and certified silly goose
oh my gawd
dont you know that im a savage?
I don't walk paths - I burn them. No allies, no rivals. Just me, my will, and the silence of those who couldn’t keep up. I am the consequence.
Awooo🐺💔⛓️🥀🖤🪫
You seem to been repeating this
Bang! Bang! Maxwell's silver hammer came down upon her head
Clang! Clang! Maxwell's silver hammer made sure that she was dead
eskibiddddddiiiii
I don't walk paths - I burn them. No allies, no rivals. Just me, my will, and the silence of those who couldn’t keep up. I am the consequence.
Awooo🐺💔⛓️🥀🖤🪫
Hello, mortals, it is I. You see, I have bested your little game, for after what feels like years if not decades of contemplation and cold, hard thought, I have come up with a strategy that will allow me to best your pitiful game once and for all, You see, the reason I have won is deceptively simple, yet layered with such multidimensional intricacy that only the bravest adventurers dare contemplate it. Let me explain. Victory in this so-called “last comment wins” game is not determined by who posts last in linear time, for time—much like your arguments—is a social construct. Rather, victory is dictated by the perception of finality, the intentionality of the post, and the metaphysical echo it leaves in the soul of the thread.
I have posted not merely to be last, but to become last. To inhabit the conceptual space of “lastness” so completely that any subsequent post exists only as a reaction to mine, thus ceding narrative primacy and metaphysical authority.
My post is the event horizon—you may post after it, but you cannot escape its gravitational pull. Any rebuttal spirals inward, feeding its inevitability.
Consider: if every comment after mine must reference me, attempt to contradict me, or even assert that I am not last—then my presence has infiltrated the causal chain of every post that follows. Thus, I am the unmoved mover, the Aristotelian Prime Post-er.
You may type after me, but you are no longer playing the game. You are participating in my victory.
Moreover, let us introduce a fourth-dimensional argument: in the timeline where you believe you win, your win is only necessary as a foil to my win in the superior timeline—thus reinforcing the multiversal dominance of my comment. It is Schrödinger’s post: simultaneously final and unchallengeable across all possible comment realities.
And so, by the transitive property of existential anchoring, coupled with the axiomatic collapse of oppositional intent into reflexive commentary, it is clear:
I have won.
Three frogs in a trench coat, living north of the border.
Woooow
Conflicted
Confused
Maybe I will return. Perhaps not.
Extended Signature!
Hello, darlings!
This is TheFriendlyArchfey’s Alternate Account! “Your Dream Girl’s Dream Girl, Your Favorite Artist’s Favorite Artist.”
_-She Don’t wanna be anybody else, she’s a woman in total control of herself-_
_-certified Villainous Kitty Queen-_ _-somewhere in the gray area between an eldritch horror and a Disney Villain-_ _-Duchess of Dark Fey Vibes-_
“I believe the greatest act of rebellion in this world is staying soft.”
Arch! Hi! Wyd?
Conflicted
Confused
Maybe I will return. Perhaps not.
Extended Signature!
I’m gonna read a couple of chapters of Murtagh right now :>
what are you doing?
This is TheFriendlyArchfey’s Alternate Account! “Your Dream Girl’s Dream Girl, Your Favorite Artist’s Favorite Artist.”
_-She Don’t wanna be anybody else, she’s a woman in total control of herself-_
_-certified Villainous Kitty Queen-_ _-somewhere in the gray area between an eldritch horror and a Disney Villain-_ _-Duchess of Dark Fey Vibes-_
“I believe the greatest act of rebellion in this world is staying soft.”
are u crazy
I don't walk paths - I burn them. No allies, no rivals. Just me, my will, and the silence of those who couldn’t keep up. I am the consequence.
Awooo🐺💔⛓️🥀🖤🪫
Oh that book is good!
Not much. Writing descriptions of stuff for my story so I don’t forget it.
Conflicted
Confused
Maybe I will return. Perhaps not.
Extended Signature!
Hi arch!
I'm fry, and I make doodles. That's why they call me FRY DOODLES. Also no pressure but check out my YouTube channel (Fry Doodles)
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, artsy dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown. But, I'm also god's favorite princess and the most interesting girl in the world.
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, your favorite pretty boy, and certified silly goose
What’s up, Fry?
Conflicted
Confused
Maybe I will return. Perhaps not.
Extended Signature!
I’m pretty sure that they just combined a bunch of buzzwords in an attempt to sound smarter than they actually and hoped nobody challenged it
Yo, I'm Himy (He/him) not as active as I use to be, but I'm here from time to time. I don't got much else to say.
"From the stars of the inner sea, from the tower of insight, from the four corners of paradise, let them know; their story is filled with blessings. Only those free of sin may pass... Garden of Avalon!”
”The elements coalesce, amalgamate, and bring forth the star that interweaves all creation. Bow down with death! Enuma Elish!”
Are you on dr*gs?
Yes.
What?
[DEEP INHALE] Escitalopram, keeping me sane since 2013. Side effects include nausea, headaches, insomnia, drowsiness, diarrhea, constipation, sweating, dry mouth, weight change, muscle aches and pains, joint pain, burning, crawling, itching, numbness, or tingling feelings, shivering, runny nose, stuffy nose, tooth problems, unusual dreams, and potential manic episodes.
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
Wut
Conflicted
Confused
Maybe I will return. Perhaps not.
Extended Signature!
I don't know man. I'm tired. I had an idea. My brain failed to tell me it was bad. Can't explain it any other way.
Hi, I’m DrakenBrine, here’s my Sig and characters
I am The Grand Envisioner!
I’m tired too. Let’s be tired together.
Conflicted
Confused
Maybe I will return. Perhaps not.
Extended Signature!
Everyone disappeared.
Conflicted
Confused
Maybe I will return. Perhaps not.
Extended Signature!
Ah but you seem to have forgot 1 little thing: Nuh uh
(Also that's now how Schrodinger's works I'm pretty sure)
Hello! I am a perfectly sane gibberer. Hi! :D
Locations are dead, the Temple of Potassium has fallen but its ideals live on
A mysterious link of chain... (Extended signature). PRAISE JEFF THE EVIL ROOMBA! REALLY cool video.
One of the Warlock Patrons on the forums. Low, low price of your soul, your firstborn child and your liver!
Titles: The Echoing Story Spewer from Drummer, the Endless Maws from Isis, the Mad Murderer from PJ