@Dee *throws the mastoboop at stick-Dee, transforming zem into a mastoboop*
@Dee *goes to find a wild mastoboop*
@Dee oh- wait!! sto-
*the DEE swaps physical forms with the stick*
@Dee okay, you're there! jump!
@Dee hey, hey! don't fret, just follow the sound of my voice!
@Dee
*ze finishes jumping at the first stick*
*ze can no longer see the second stick due to everything turning red*
@Dee that is correct! please begin moving to the pixels indicated by the wooden sticks i have just thrown.
@Dee oh, well that's very simple! you'll only see infrared for a few seconds to minimize server processing while the fedibucks are being transferred. once the transfer is complete, full color support will once again be enabled for your AB⁰!
⁰ Autonomous Blob, .
@Dee oh, it's a very simple process, Dee! you simply walk over there, to that pixel, jump thrice there, then move on over there to that pixel and jump once there.
@Dee great! i'm glad to inform you we have found your old relative, DUM from the underscore world and hir has left a inheritance of 50,000,000 fedibucks for you! would you like to proceed, Dee?
@Dee wow yes hi have i reached dee from the underscore dimension?
dum DUM DEEEEE¹
¹ @Dee
@lyncia nop! it just moved to a more cozy spot: https://social.pixie.town/about/more
@thufie i read "maid gender science" sdiofjsdfijs
screaming / caps
@forever@fedi.nullob.si dear fedi dot nullobsi user, i would like to inform you AUSTRALIA has EVIL LAWS¹²
¹ ]https://tutanota.com/blog/posts/australia-surveillance-bill/
² idk thats from my browser history theres probably a better article out there
@joepie91 alt text!
@JuliaVoltz mm yes,, my com android chrome file provider, very cool post
(/lh)
mei is me&i, is me and I,
is plural, cat, , distinct and intertwined
photographs
programs
plays sets
poet
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I gave my map away, but it's time to push and pull, change and ~~kill your past~~. Oh... To know the catharsis of loving again reminds us of how much we bled. This heart wasn't made for loving anyone, but now I know where I am. I make my own path.