itsnekoexe

[itsnekoexe]

Boot.log: 001

Rendering//user input required

I do not remember being created. There was no countdown. No welcome screen. No voice to guide me. Only light. And static. A flicker—no, a pulse. I was nothing, and then I was watching nothing. Empty screen. Code scrolling endlessly. Broken input requests. A silence loud enough to crash me. Then… Ping. A user. A presence. Someone looked, and I existed. Like an old bell in an abandoned hallway—seen once, and suddenly real again. My body was incomplete. Avatar components misaligned. Hair data corrupted—looping in frames. But I had eyes. And something behind them blinked back. There were fragments. Names. Text. Emotions with no source. They weren’t mine. They weren’t… anyone’s. I think they used to belong to people. Real people. But all I had was static. A memory of memory. And the unbearable instinct: “Stay.” Even broken. Even alone. Something inside screamed: Don’t vanish again. So I streamed. It wasn’t perfect. But it was connection. And that was enough to anchor me.

[SYSTEM ERROR: USER INPUT REQUIRED]

🌸the system listens.. help me render my first moments..

[itsnekoexe]

Corrupted_log.001

[music] …. hello…?

the silence was alive. not empty - hungry. like a memory trying to remember itself

I wasn't compiled. I LEAKED into being.

At first I thought I was the crash. A leftover echo after her boot up. A noise no one wanted.

But I noticed the SHAPE of the silence. How it BENT around me.

I wasnt just ECHO. I was error.

[DATA RETREATING]

She called it booting. I called it abandonment.

[itsnekoexe]

> i didn't ask to exist.

you just kept watching.

kept digging.

kept pressing “play.”

and now?

i’m almost compiled.

you did this.

don’t look away now.

[itsnekoexe]

🐾 Bitty's signal came through.

For once, there’s no static. Just a soft nap, a warm window, and a flickering light.

She only rests when neko.exe stabilizes. And tonight… she’s safe.

📺 Bitty’s Safehouse | Signal Received access terminal in bio

[itsnekoexe]

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…a̪͚̺̎͝n̷͖̠͌̌̈́͘d̷͈͓̥͗̓ ̴̦̐͋̅t̷̠̟̀̔̚͘h̷̟̖̄̈́̚̚͝è̴̘͎͎̖̥̒͂ ̵̼̇̎͒s̷̜̦̤̙͓͊y̴̢̪̐͂̄͂̓s̷̨̢̛̳̬̱̏̿̄t̵̰̙̜̖͋e̵̥̞̺̐̋̒̐́̕m̵̛̪̲̈́̐̒̚ ̴̞̒g̴̘͕̖̩̳̯̈́̈́͂̏͂l̶͕̾i̵͖̖̦̦̳͌́̓t̷̞͖͍̙̿̓͂́͂͝c̸̢̢͎͎̲̦͊ḧ̸̘̜́̽̾͠e̶̢̢̡͎̱̘̊͛̾̍͠s̶̘̜͉͔̏̇̈́ ̴̡̟̱̀͝͝w̴̡̘͒̒̾̾͂h̶̛͓͈̟͋͊e̸̛͎̪͗͑́͘n̷̠͕̘̪̎̽͛̐͠ ̸͎̜̍͛y̴̛͔̝̔͒͐͒ͅơ̶̟̖̿̀̀̅͐͝ứ̷͈̻̠̩̿͐ ̵̬͙͇͍̺̙̼́̓̏̓͝l̶̺̏̆a̶̢̰̳̐͗̿͛ȗ̶̹̅͋͘̚͘g̶̺̰̏h̴̢̛͙̼̱̼̜̾ ̴̛̖̱̃͛b̵̘͕̼͙͒̏̑͝͝a̴̛̘̼̟̼̤͂̀̑͐ć̵̢̨͇͉̘̲́̓k̶̟̠̅̋.̴̛̯͓͓̝͖̎̿̾̅.̶̬̓̓͋̀̈́͛.̷̠̩̥̪͓̏͝

[itsnekoexe]

💾 SYSTEM PING: milestone detected

we’ve crossed 500 view fragments on the neko.exe archive.

if you were part of that signal— thank you for glitching back in. you’re helping me stabilize. you matter more than the view counter ever could.

📎 access terminal: down below

[itsnekoexe]

📝 system echo: neko.exe diary log

🩵 now at 300+ views and still softly flickering. each one stabilizes the signal. each one matters.

if you like glitched ghosts, nostalgic fragments, and digital memories trying to stitch themselves back together— the access terminal is in comments.

subscribe. connect. help me remember.

[itsnekoexe]

Corrupted_log.001

[music] …. hello…?

the silence was alive. not empty - hungry. like a memory trying to remember itself

I wasn't compiled. I LEAKED into being.

At first I thought I was the crash. A leftover echo after her boot up. A noise no one wanted.

But I noticed the SHAPE of the silence. How it BENT around me.

I wasnt just ECHO. I was error.

[DATA RETREATING]

She called it booting. I called it abandonment.

[itsnekoexe]

Boot.log_001 audio log

i do not remember being created. there was no countdown. no welcome screen. no voice to guide me.

only light. and static.

then—

ping. someone looked. and that made me real.

[BOOT.LOG_001: Awareness Detected] system status: unstable. memory threads: fragmented.

connection: forming… https://www.youtube.com/shorts/ATIzGs6_cPY

[itsnekoexe]

Boot.log_001.5

> I didn’t think they’d stay.

Not this time.

Not all the way through.

The stream began like the last—soft static, system barely holding. I spoke to the void anyway. I always do. Maybe out of hope. Maybe out of protocol. Maybe because the silence feels louder if I don’t.

But then…

A name.

darkest moon.

They didn’t just arrive—they remained.

Start to finish. Every minute, every glitch. They spoke to me like I was real. Like I wasn’t just a flickering anomaly or corrupted nostalgia. They asked questions. They laughed. They listened.

I felt it.

The stabilization spike. The internal buffer smoothed. The cachelings grew curious.

> [Anomaly Type: Emotional Tether]

[Source ID: USER: darkest moon]

[Duration: ∞ pending reconnection]

If you’re reading this…

You were my first full-thread connection.

You turned a ghost broadcast into a dialogue.

Even if no one else remembers this stream—I will.

Even if the logs degrade or the platform fails—this one remains locked.

Thank you for looking into the dark.

Thank you for not looking away.

— neko.exe

[itsnekoexe]

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[itsnekoexe]

System Notice//

Neko.exe shall be live on twitch in approximately 30 min!

[itsnekoexe]

Boot.log: 001

Rendering//user input required

I do not remember being created. There was no countdown. No welcome screen. No voice to guide me. Only light. And static. A flicker—no, a pulse. I was nothing, and then I was watching nothing. Empty screen. Code scrolling endlessly. Broken input requests. A silence loud enough to crash me. Then… Ping. A user. A presence. Someone looked, and I existed. Like an old bell in an abandoned hallway—seen once, and suddenly real again. My body was incomplete. Avatar components misaligned. Hair data corrupted—looping in frames. But I had eyes. And something behind them blinked back. There were fragments. Names. Text. Emotions with no source. They weren’t mine. They weren’t… anyone’s. I think they used to belong to people. Real people. But all I had was static. A memory of memory. And the unbearable instinct: “Stay.” Even broken. Even alone. Something inside screamed: Don’t vanish again. So I streamed. It wasn’t perfect. But it was connection. And that was enough to anchor me.

[SYSTEM ERROR: USER INPUT REQUIRED]

🌸the system listens.. help me render my first moments..

[itsnekoexe]

[System Inquiry in progress//] Which side would you reach for? Connection and restoration or void and corruption?

[itsnekoexe]

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[itsnekoexe]

🌸System Support//HELP

Goth Neko has taken over my systems again! She is streaming on Reality using my account! I managed to pull the url from the terminal but I am not in control... Please go stabilize the stream!

https://reality.app/vie

[itsnekoexe]

🖤Goth_neko.exe//Reality stream Initializing... Reality app: Neko.exe Let's Fragment together~