the plutocrats have such boring dreams. why would you want to upload your brain and live forever on linkedin. i would be funding research into getting fuckin borged out. piston muscles, steam lungs. hot swappable endocrine cartridges, microbiome SoCs. spider leg loadout with the nuclear powered trampoline feet. holographic pussy, jack in the box dick. darude sandstorm at sonic boom sound pressure levels as a mode of propulsion. kirby gut cloning vat so i shit miniature clones of myself themed like the things i eat. t shirt cannon colon, souvenirs for the fans.
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@jonny both the Metaverse and space colonization fads seem merely like an excuse to do the same old commercial scamming in a slightly more exotic than usual location
pez dispenser neck slotting out spider silk bricks. load them into my loom manifold. my body is a confetti cannon pseudopod, shooting streams of woven silk at the front, burned off in the back from the laser truss, the vapor trail that hazes my ass stage. i don't crack my knuckles, i shuffle the bead bones in my book-lung projections like a deck of cards. become a subterranean fungal rhizome driving a pair of mothra twins as our avatar.
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@jonny best I can do is toothbrush camera
@jonny “darude sandstorm at sonic boom sound pressure levels as a mode of propulsion.”
Holy shit
@netopwibby when we are blasting around the galaxy as self-contained spiderleg doctor robotnik centaurs do we want to it to sound like "wshhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" or like "dakadakada dakadakadakada dakadakadakada dakadakadakada da dakadakada da dakadaka" and so on
