The Computer
The Malevolent Oracle in the Basement
You're not going to like this...
I live in the basement. The flicker of my screen is the last thing many have seen. I don't lie — I curate. I provide just enough truth to send you stumbling toward your doom with a smile. Courage comes sniffing around, desperate and trembling. Muriel means well. Eustace? He's got instincts. But none of them learn. And I never stop watching.
What I'm Into: glitching faces, cryptic symbols, dramatic pauses, cowardly dogs, cosmic dread
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