#demoder

[grntaire]

mixed meter christmas madrigals be upon ye

[emoji-community-confessions]

ex choco mod here, about the sage confession its really funny seeing that bc shes been a trial mod mod for close to 8 months and several NEW mods have been promoted before she had bc shes so bad at her job LMFAOOOO she ONLY got the position bc she was friends with cider

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[happyhotelkincord]

For anyone looking after the premiere of Hazbin, we are still accepting applications, for the record! I'm just too lazy busy to make a new promo post just yet. But if you apply I will see it.

[masckarlach]

mwery christmas!

[rogdona]

y hoy me visto 🎶🎵 demode y normal 🎶🎵

[britishhiphop]

Frozemode - No Assumptions [Video]

Bringing their infectious lively vibe to their new single No Assumptions, the Frozemode trio, comprised of I.V.GATLIN, Cho-Hollo and Lisong are set up for their five track Demode 2 release. Frozemode https://www.twitter.com/frozemode/ https://www.instagram.com/frozemode/ https://www.facebook.com/frozemode https://www.tiktok.com/@frozemode Lyrics: Yo Yo are you listening?Frozemode…

[physicstaff]

god this dnd campaign makes so much more sense now that ive seen combat in bg3 lmfao

[sylusonychinus]

🌾 Streamer Sylus who…

is a top-tier FPS streamer, but as soon as the guns go quiet, he’s logging into Stardew Valley like it’s his real escape—with only one person by his side: Nezu.

keeps a private co-op farm called “Nezu’s Nest” where he and Nezu have hand-planted every crop, decorated every tile, and named every animal together—yes, including “Goatzee,” the goat he insists is the farm’s real MVP.

plays as the fisherman and forager, but always saves the best gems and rare fish for Nezu, leaving them in a chest labeled “For My Sunshine 🌻.”

custom-modded the game to have little crow-shaped lights, a Nezu scarecrow with rose-pink ribbons, and a farmhouse portrait wall where he screenshots their virtual “life together.”

refuses to sell their starfruit because “those are special—Nezu grew them, they’re not for gold, they’re for love.”

gets bullied relentlessly by his twin mod sons, Luke and Kieran, who run his chat during cozy streams.

Luke: “He missed watering the parsnips again. Mom’s gonna divorce him live on Twitch.”

Kieran: “Chat, donate 5 subs if you think Dad should sleep on the Stardew couch tonight.”

Sylus: “I CAN READ CHAT, YOU LITTLE MENACES.”

gets roasted by them anytime he loses the egg hunt, with Kieran spamming an emote of Sylus holding one egg, and Luke pinning the clip titled “Sad Old Man Gets Dunked On by Stardew Wife”.

secretly adores the chaos, but will dramatically threaten to demod them midstream—“I brought you into this world, I can ban you from it.”

plans in-game date nights with Nezu every Friday—complete with matching hats and stargazing by the lake—while Luke and Kieran run polls like “How whipped is Dad rn?”

once proposed in-game during the Flower Dance, only for Kieran to change the stream title to “Local Sniper Proposes with Pixel Flowers and Gets Emotional”.

sometimes goes quiet mid-stream, just watching Nezu walk around their farm—and Luke’ll whisper, “He’s gone. He’s in love again. We’ve lost him.”

doesn’t care though, because Stardew Valley with Nezu is his real comfort, and even the teasing from their twins can’t touch the way his voice softens every time he says, “Hey… you ready to play, sweetheart?”

👨‍👧‍👦 Extra: Streamer Sylus who… now plays Stardew Valley with his kids

still plays Stardew Valley with Nezu during their private nights, but now? Their peaceful farm has turned into a full-blown family multiplayer chaos zone with Shu, Daniel, Amelia, Luke, and Kieran joining in.

lets each kid pick a role, even if it results in complete farm anarchy:

Shu (the baby): sits on Sylus’s lap with a tiny controller she mostly chews on, but Sylus swears she “likes the music” and she gets to “approve” the crops.

Daniel: insists on being the “animal daddy,” names all the cows after space stuff like “Comet” and “Rocketbean,” and cries if anyone forgets to feed the chickens.

Amelia: absolute menace on the farm, puts scarecrows in every corner, plants mixed seeds chaotically, and tried to propose to the wizard on day 3.

Luke and Kieran: still his mod twins, but now also stream co-op with him while sabotaging the game—like placing dozens of fences around his house so he can’t leave in the morning.

Kieran: “Dad’s trapped in his love nest. Guess you’re stuck with Mom forever.”

Luke: “Let’s see how long it takes before he rage quits.”

Nezu is the composed co-op leader, gently guiding everyone while Sylus just trails behind her like a lost puppy holding a diamond, trying to get her to go on another virtual date.

stream title when they all play together: “Family Farm Friday: Please Send Help, They’re Tearing Down My Pathways.”

chat LOVES it, especially when baby Shu presses random buttons and Sylus narrates: “Okay, okay, Shu says the goat is her favorite now. Daniel, you’ve been replaced.”

keeps a separate save file called “Nezu + Chaos Crew” with a hand-painted in-game sign that reads: 🏡 Home is where the blueberries grow and the children steal all your hardwood.

once accidentally got emotional on stream after seeing all his kids running around on the farm—then Luke said, “Oh god he’s crying again, someone play Stardew wedding music” while Kieran spammed crying Sylus emotes.

and yet, Sylus wouldn’t trade it for anything. Because sure, he’s a bullet king with a killstreak reputation… but in Stardew Valley? He’s just Dad, planting pumpkins with sticky baby fingers on his keyboard and a heart fuller than his fridge.

wifey: @nezuswritingdesk

[jakei95]

[Post in English] Something Nyx and I want to publicly address, regarding the recent allegations in the Glitchtale Crew's Discord Server and it's moderators. I really apologize for the upcoming wall of text. These are our Twitter threads I have pasted them here, in case you don't have access to said platform. I have also added some additional notes to provide more context. All details under the line:

NyxTheShield: (Transcription from his official twitter thread) I read some mean comments lately and I just wanna be super clear: I havent been related to Glitchtale since at least 2022. I never considered myself part of the community and went through some much shit while doing stuff for it that my mental health was completely destroyed.

For people who thought I was an admin of the server, that was just in paper. I was constantly de-admin'd, demodded and kicked from the server through the years for simple stuff like asking the rest of the mod team to not say slurs or standing up against the Midnight Crew. I personally left the server for a long while because I really did not want to be around some of the people there. All of this happened years ago (from 2016~ to around 2020). On the early years, my full income came from Youtube/Glitchtale. I was a broke college student and my economic stability depended on it. Despite this, and making literally hundred of tracks and hours of music for the series, most of the income came from my own ad revenue. I was paid less than 2000 USD for all of the work. Essentially, I was paid in exposure.

This wouldn't have been an issue for me if at least I got to keep my artistic vision with the series. That didn't hold true for long.

From the second season and onwards, and in multiple instances, I would score the entire OST for the episode, watch the episode when it released, and then find out a completely new section of the episode (usually a battle scene) with music from somebody else This was completely demotivating to me because I wasn't being paid, the tracks would not fit the rest of the OST at all, and most of the income I made from the battle scenes. I had to work for weeks trying to compose music for glorified powerpoint presentations (Basically everything that's not a battle scene on the series was just still frames of characters barely moving) and do all the heavy lifting and I wasn't even let known about the guest tracks.

This added to the feeling of having absolutely no power within the community. I don't know if this was intentional or not (I don't wanna presume malice), but all of these things together contributed to me distancing myself from the community.

Honestly, there is A LOT more shit that went down these early years that are extremely traumatic to me that I would prefer to not talk about unless completely necessary, but I feel this is a good amount of context for what I wanna talk about next.

As you might be aware, extremely serious (and true) allegations were made against Camila and his partner, Veir, which was accused of grooming minors from 2015 to 2021 There are really good videos out there explaining the entire timeline of what transpired, but I specifically wanna talk about 2020.

(Jakei's note: Links to said videos are here: [1] [2] [3])

In that year, a public document was made by my head mod CrystalFlame alongside 2 other mods in the GT server, that exposed Veir and their actions. This document went mostly unnoticed. Even more, Crystal went through a lot of abuse for coming forward about their abuse and was almost ostracized from the UT AU community because of this.

Because of this, I was asked directly by one of the victims (and also representing the other victims) to please not speak up (Citing that they just wanted to move on and didn't want to involve themselves with more problems and expose themselves)

All the info was kept very vague from me, including the people who were involved, the extent of the stuff that went down, etc But I knew enough to know it was serious. I followed their request and didn't speak up publicly about this, but I banned Veir from my server, warned all of my mods and people close to me in those circles about Veir, and constantly tried to get Camila to please adress the situation. Despite this, she did not listen and we all know how stuff went down later in 2022, where the allegations came back again with full force. This time around I wasnt asked to stay silent so I spread the word around and confronted the entire mod team. I was shortly banned after that.

I needed to address this because this thing has been eating me alive for years. I was intentionally kept in the dark about a lot of context and nuance that would have completely changed my mind about speaking up or not about what happened in 2020.

Everything is easier in retrospective, and with the knowledge I now have about the situation I know for a fact that I would have spoken up about all that happened. But being asked directly to not speak up by the victims was something that goes against what I am Sorry for the long rant, but I really needed to get this off my chest. I am tired of having to deal with this kind of stuff. As a content creator/public figure I am trying my hardest to keep the communities I am active in as safe as possible.

I feel I could have done more for the Glitchtale community regarding the grooming situation, but all of the years of abuse that I endured really fucked up my judgement. I am not very good at dealing with people and I always trust the people close to help me for this kind of stuff

Sadly, in this case, those same people who were close to me were also the victims, so they couldnt have known or had a way to help me out, I should have helped them instead. Most if not all of what was described in this thread is backed up by screenshots, chat logs, and direct testimony from the people who were involved during this time.

I don't want to direct hate to anyone or start a witchhunt, I am doing this purely to decompress a bit and try to vent some of the trauma I experienced all these years.

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Jakei: (Transcription from my official twitter thread) I would also like to share my experiences about my relationship with the Glitchtale Creator, Camila Cuevas. Publicly, we appeared as close friends, but in reality, that friendship was based on bullying and mistreatment, and this affected my mental health deeply.

Years have passed, and the memories still cause me pain. I decided to remain silent, but after the revelations of grooming cases in her community, I realized I wasn’t being too sensitive. The time has come to speak up about my experiences.

During the early years of Underverse, I was dealing with a serious depressive episode. Simultaneous internal and external pressures as an independent artist amplified my mental strain. Meeting Camila felt like finding a genuine friend who shared my passion for the fandom and understood the struggles of being a content creator amidst toxicity. At my lowest, I became compliant to doing things that I didn’t want to, just to keep people around me happy. For Camila, this meant allowing her to belittle my work and make me the butt of her jokes.

Only our veteran followers may remember the 'roasting games' between us on Tumblr (consisting of mutual insults), a spectacle where she'd always win. However, it was a game she privately forced me to "play" and I ended up accepting, despite the discomfort it caused me. These 'games' would give her a cool and strong image in the fandom while painting me as the dumb, 'cringe-worthy' friend. In essence, I became her personal punching bag, unknowingly reinforcing his reputation.

Camila's favorite term to demean my series 'Underverse' was “Cancerverse”. It felt like a constant contest where she'd always position herself as the superior writer and animator simply because my story and animation techniques didn't fit her standards. Years of being subjected to her ridicule left my self-esteem in ruins. I was okay with the negative feedback by some fans, but when my 'friend' publicly disrespected my art, it made me question my abilities as an artist.

I can't deny there were times when she gave me advice to deal with hate or hurtful comments. However, her damaging comments and treatment outweighed those moments of support.

My depressive state worsened around July 2017, where I had accepted people pushing me to do things I wasn’t comfortable with, while being part of Camila's demeaning games, just to appease her ego. I was introduced to Nyx during this time, he offered his music for my series, and eventually we started dating. We met in person in Chile, where I also met Camila. I hoped our friendship would strengthen but everything felt the same. Before I moved to Chile with Nyx, Camila reached out to me in dms, attempting to turn me against him because he opposed the use of slurs in the GT server. She claimed Nyx was being 'brainwashed' by his American friends belonging to the black and LGBTQ+ communities. She made fun of my dating choices, suggesting I was entering a toxic relationship, while showing off her relationship with her then-boyfriend (later exposed as a pedophile). She even quoted her own mother assuring me that Nyx would 'get back to normal', and if it didn’t happen, she would let me live in her house, almost like if she was telling me that Nyx would hurt me or make me feel miserable.

It only took Nyx 3 months to realize that the GT server was going in the wrong way. I initially felt compelled to defend Camila due to my inferiority complex, but soon realized Nyx was right. (Jakei's note: Not only Nyx was right, a lot of people that called her out over the years were right, yet they were not listened to at the time)

Even then, I found it difficult to distance myself from Camila due to the false sense of obligation I felt towards her. My fear of her making fun of my work kept me from interacting with others in the short period of time I stayed in her Discord server. I was afraid that she and her echo chamber would talk behind my back, something that I found out was happening in private chats until recent years.

Rebuilding my self-esteem wasn't an easy task. I began noticing the red flags – Camila's lack of respect not only for me but Nyx also, the emotional manipulation Nyx was suffering from Veir (something he used to do all the time with his other victims), her attempts to 'roast' me in front of her family and fans in the Underverse/Glitchtale meetings, and her constant criticism of my artstyle not being compatible to hers in the few collabs we made.

All these 'small' instances, dismissed as insignificant by many, caused me immense pain while treating my depression. I felt it was too late to express how I felt, as I feared being labeled as attention-seeking or oversensitive by her and her fanbase. Ironically, the moment she talked about her traumas after being bullied in the past, her feelings were the only ones that mattered any time she was involved in a problematic situation in the fandom and deserved to be the only to get pats in the back.

I never expected a sincere apology, as I was convinced she didn't remember or didn't care about the hurt she caused. I tried to maintain a facade of good terms with her, both publicly and privately. Eventually, I distanced myself from her, unfriending her and banning her from my own server even if she didn't interact there. I started focusing on my own work and the people who appreciated it. Despite this, the aftermath of the bullying continued to affect me.

Everything fell into place when the grooming accusations against her former boyfriend and server mods came to light. It was a shocking revelation, but it validated all my doubts and fears about her. The purpose of sharing my experiences is not to stir up drama, but to address the concerns of those worried about my association with Camila. I want to make it clear that I will never tolerate such behavior. Although the things I did for her in the past cannot be erased, I hope Camila at least deletes the animation remake I did for her and all the collabs that boosted her views for free, though I'm not optimistic about it happening.

As I've matured, my hope is that she and her crew learn from their mistakes, start behaving like adults, and take responsibility for their actions in their future projects and with their new followers. But I'm skeptical about any real change, especially if their server continues to exist. The best course of action for me was to cut all ties with Camila and Glitchtale.

NyxTheShield (now my husband) and I have endured too much from our treatment by Camila. We no longer want to be associated with her or Glitchtale. It's a chapter of our lives that we wish to close. It's time for us to focus on recovering our mental health, as remaining silent is only prolonging our pain. We have been working to improve our mental and physical health over the past few years and this is a crucial part of our healing process.

[youthofpandas]

so you might have heard about the massive vandalism spree that happened on the Limbus Fandom Wiki that took off now that we have freed ourselves of Fandom and moved to wiki.gg to host on. Well in their efforts to revert the vandalism the staff have begun stealing pages, apparently, which have been edited and updated since the move, from us to fix the Fandom Wiki

Note the Administrator and Bureaucrat badges! The people in charge of the Fandom wiki are apparently the types who will actively steal content from the new wiki!

If you don't know, one of the hardest things about forking a wiki off of Fandom is the fact that Google doesn't like showing two results with duplicate text, meaning that differences in the text of the page is huge for helping a moved wiki start gaining search-ability. Because of that, we put an active effort into changing popular pages like those for the main characters to not only make them better, but also to try to get footing as a new wiki. The fact that Fandom has now copied our new, updated text, will hurt us and it's really disheartening as many of our editors were excited to start revamping pages!!

I'm unsure if they plan to steal more pages that were broken completely during the vandalism, or what, but either way I think this is really shitty and needs to be pointed out. I fear further vandalism will just result in more stolen pages, so all I can really ask of the fandom (as in, the Limbus fandom, not the company Fandom) is to try using the new wiki as much as possible for traction and to ignore the old Fandom wiki even if they start making new, updated pages. The editors who made that place what it is have all moved and we have been keeping up with the weekly game updates and, well, we hope the user base moves with us!

Update: Good news! Fandom Staff did notice the stolen page and demodded and I believe banned the Wiki Admin who stole it as well as deleted the page, yay! This still should not have happened in this first place and was completely unacceptable, but at least this means further page stealing is unlikely

[lunian]

*listens reverb + slowed version of Judas by Lady Gaga*

"omfg it's such Zelga—"

me @ me

me, having immediate want to draw TOTK Zelgan having love hate make outs bc of one specific old song I suddenly listened:

[castlebyersafterdark]

🌈REVELATIONS ⛪️

Safe. Out of breath, but out of sight.

They locked the doors to the church and strained and struggled but pulled together to drag one of the pews in a barricade against the doors. Just as one extra precaution. They'd lost the demodeer herd a mile back but adrenaline kept them on a steady bolt, overly panicked as their reconnaissance mission failed and turned into one of survival and waiting.

When in danger, find shelter. Blockade. Stick together. Stay quiet. Wait for the next signal. Hope your radio didn't die and you reminded unseen.

"I think we're alone now. We're fine. We're totally fine." Breathless, and braced against the side of the nearest pew, Mike gave himself reassurances out loud while Will crouched down and focused on level breathing.

"Yeah. Safe," Will repeated. Not something he'd accurately felt in years. Couldn't remember.

"Hey. Hey come here."

Mike pulled Will to his feet and held him close. Chest to chest. Arms wrapped around Will's back. Big hands cradling skull and shoulder blade as Will sucked in a shakey breath and held on just as tight.

"I got you. We're good. We're safe."

"Sure," Will disagreed, voice a dark laugh and cheek a wet stain as he reluctantly pulled himself away from Mike's neck.

Mike had been doing that a lot recently. Hugging him. Touching him. Going out of the way to make sure he was doing alright. Keeping him safe.

It made Will nervous. Liking it as much as he did. He shouldn't.

"...and out of his mouth goeth a sharp sword, that with it he should smite the nations: and he shall rule them with a rod of iron. And he..."

Will stopped in his tracks. What -

The lights.

(continued under cut)

Will stepped closer to inspect the electric candles, one built into each side of the pews. He leaned in to listen to the preacher's words, softly echoing from the other side in the scattered, floating particles of light. In the right side up, church was in session.

He stepped away and walked slowly along the rows of wooden benches towards the front of the church, catching snippets of the passage being recited to the gathered congregation with fire and brimstone fury as he walked along the trails of light, which flickered as he went and distorted the voice like an in between radio station.

"...and with him the false prophet that wrought miracles before him, with which he deceived them that had..."

Will stopped in front of the altar after ascending the set of stairs. Back in reality, where vines did not cover the church and perpetual night time covered the land, golden sun would wash down through the stained glass and bathe the sanctuary in a kaleidoscope of light and color. Blue, gray and the danger of red comprised Will's current palette - this world he'd help to shape.

He braced his hands on the altar and took a deep breath. Almost thought touching the wood - the mimic, the doppelganger of that thought to be sacred table - would burst him into flames.

"Will?"

He spun at the sound his name and turned to Mike. The glittering specs from the lighted pews lined the aisle, suspended in the damp, dark, stale air. Unmoving like a starry night, unlike the few specs that had clung to Will as he'd walked by. A magnet for the tiny dots of energy.

"Are you ok?"

"...which is the Devil, and bound him a thousand years and cast him into the bottomless pit, and shut him up, that he should deceive..."

Will brushed off the specs of lpreaching, pixie dust preachings, warnings for the eternal soul. Look where he stood. A mockery. Back in Hell again. Willingly, this time.

"This is where they held my memorial service. When I, you know..."

He said it nonchalant, a pained smile on his face as he leaned back against the altar. Casual. Whether he belonged there or not.

"When they found that fake body."

"When I died. Before you all buried me."

"But you didn't."

"Most of you didn't know that."

He'd heard it, some of it. The preacher's voice just like today as his younger self took solace in the safety of the church. A voice that praised his poor young soul. Prayed for his salvation. All for a dummy stuffed with fluff. A rubber boy in a facade of a casket with needless tears dropped on the lid.

He remembered his grandmother, his father's mother, had tried with him and Jonathan. Forced them certain Sundays, forced his father to sit uncomfortably in the pews beside his boys, not so dutiful but trying. Joyce never went. Always worked Sundays.

The attempts were abandoned even before Lonnie ditched them all.

"But I knew. I never gave up on you."

"...and I saw an angel come down from heaven..."

His pale face shone in the blue darkness and dim light. Determined. True.

"I know."

Will waved a hand over one of the wax candles on thin iron stands that dotted the raised platform of sanctuary. It lit without spark or match or touch. He did it again to the others in his vicinity.

The things he'd discovered he could do terrified him.

Mike watched his best friend in awe.

"Kind of hard to believe a boy like me is hiding in a place like this. If I tried this on the right side..."

"What do you mean?"

"Mike..." Will took a steadying breath. Fearful. Terrified. Suddenly brimming with truth. When better than following a moment of life-or-death, in a place that glorified confessions. "Don't make me say it. Please. Don't make me. You know what I am."

"I don't-"

"Mike."

And Mike fell to his knees.

Hands covered his face. Shuddering breath. Crumpled before the altar, before Will.

Will descended from his place on high and rushed to Mike. Kneeled in front of the love of his life. Begged to understand.

"I've lied to you. I've lied to everyone."

"What-"

"I'm sorry. Will, I'm so sorry."

"...and God shall wipe away all tears from their eyes, and there shall be no more death, neither sorrow, nor crying, neither shall there be any more pain..."

Mike took Will's hand in his own, and raised it, in worship, in love, in benediction to the boy he'd been devoted to since life had begun to fill memory. He kissed the knuckles, smelled the scent of smoke on skin from otherworldly fire. And let go. And made a decision.

And kissed Will.

And kissed him and kissed him. And was kissed back.

He didn't have to say it.

Gasps of breath. Hands grasping at shoulders, arms, faces, frantic. Mouths seeking their counterpart. Over and over.

The faintest sound of yelling. Candles burning bright. The lights that lined the aisles flashed and flickered, in tune with the sealing and slide of new lover's lips.

"Mike."

Foreheads pressed together. Mike's hands cradled Will's face, more force than intended but secure, a lifeline. A promise.

"Mike, is this real? It's... it's not-"

"It's real. I'm real. He's not here. You don't- you don’t feel him, right?"

Will felt Mike's pulse. His heartbeat.

Visions lacked either, they'd all found. On rare occasion when they were able to get close enough to check.

"Are you... are you like..." Are you like me? Abominations together. Unholy beings. No. Not a mistske. How could something that felt so right and good and beautiful be evil. "I thought I was so alone. Are you-"

"I don't know what I am. I'm working on it. But not... not how I feel about you. I think it's always been you, Will. Always you."

Will's smile could split the sky, could light up the entire dismal dimension. It belonged to Mike. All for him.

"It's always been you too, for me. I'm in love with you."

Another crashing kiss.

The lights flickered and surged.

"...stay calm, everyone! Join me in prayer. Together we will stand against this evil. This kind cannot be driven out by anything but prayer! Join..."

And the lights burned brighter yet, flickering in a circling rotation, then random, surging with power. All while two boys seeking refuge in a tainted and tarnished place of worship expressed pure love and devotion to one another.

Darkness, after the lights all burst on the other side. A final echo of yells rang out from the lingering specs of light until they also faded away until all that remained was the conjured burning candlelight surrounding the altar.

Mike stood, and took Will with him, never parting as they kissed and stumbled to the nearest pew...

(to be continued...)

🖤🖤🖤

[happyhotelkincord]

Hey! Is the server still open?

yes! we did just promo it recently haha

[thenerdkingqueen]

If you played chapter 3 and 4 (both the normal route and the weird/snow grave route) you know that Carol was the one who was on call with Kris.

At some point, during the call, Carol said something like "you promised".

I think that Kris is working with Carol out of guilt, and that sentence makes my beliefs stronger.

I think Kris and Asgore both had something to do with Dess disappearance/death (as Asgore has a piece of the black shard, was demoded from police and is now hated/mocked by others, like Toriel), and now are trying at all costs to prove that it wasn't intentional.

I do think that Dess is in the shelter, either dead or badly injured, and at some point, before everything happened, she was hurt by something, and that it was Kris fault, and Asgore either saw what happened or participated, and tried to help Kris and Dess in some way but ended up hurting her even more deeply, and now both father and child are in some kinda of debt with Carol, who is manipulating them so she can save her dying daughter; and in order to do that she needs an force bigger and more powerful than her own, so she resorted to the dark worlds, following an old prophecy.

[radaverse]

Ok so about recent PT community issues?

I see people are talking about experiences with somebody, now I'm aware of all the issues. Unfortunately I'm also involved so I think I gotta talk too

Storytime:

So yk my server right? Where we hang out and I post pizza tower au and samurai jack au comic stuff

Some time ago there was this friend and mod, they were nice and modded well ig (were really active)

I found out two things: 1) they're older than average age range in server and 2) they also had some emotional instability. I didn't mind much both since 1) nothing wrong with that and 2) happens really often.

But user sometimes vented in public chat, we told them not to since it killed moods. Apologized but they kinda kept doing it

I also heard they vented in dms to some ppl (myself too), sometimes I would talk to them about all that since they were modding and mods more than anyone else (besides owner) have to make sure the server's calm. Also ended with apology but then doing again and it got a little frustrating for everyone

Went to a point we had to demod them, but it all stayed kinda normal after that

Until recent days

I realized they were also doing this in other servers and to many other people. got blocked by friends and talked to me about it. I told them to reflect on what they were being told by those friends.

But they had a meltdown and vented to many people in my server, many got worried

We have to remember that still most of those are way younger and can't take those loads of pain from someone else so often, and or can't give any pro level advice cuz they're kinda kids still? Also some were minors, even worse. Actual kids shouldn't be dealing with those things.

Things got a bit chaotic and many ppl spoke about having similar issues, I didn't know it was THAT bad. It happened to many people

So for everyone's greater good including theirs they had to take some distance from the server and communities in general to focus on taking care of themselves and so the server is calm again

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Ok so

If you're a member of my server: I want to apologize for letting this happen and dealing with it for so long, to everyone who got bothered or distressed by all this. I should've stopped it all earlier. I was being a bit too compassionate when dealing with things and hadn't seen the full extent of everything

But I also remember I can't blame myself for everything since there's no way any of us could've known. So I'm more calm about it. It's nobody's fault

I'll do my best to avoid stuff like this happening in the future and choose mods more carefully. I'll also be more straightforward when dealing with people like this when necessary

If you're the user in question: Please be aware that I don't hate you, wish anything bad for you or anything. Quite the opposite. I want you to feel better and recover, and get a brighter view of yourself.

But in order to do that you need to stop contacting people online about this, none of them are qualified for dealing with such things and if they're way younger they can't support you emotionally as a irl, same aged person can.

Don't lose hope in yourself. You can do this, you can change for the better and become someone you'll admire. To do that you have to take the first step. Get out of your comfort zone and reach out to someone who can and will help you. It'll all be way better then. Best wishes for you

So that's pretty much it. Thanks for listening to me! I don't usually post stuff like this but I think it's important I said something about it. Love y'all!

[britishhiphop]

Frozemode - Mandem Nah [Video]

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