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Date: September 17th, 2025 7:49 AM Author: Scarlet persian
They brought it all on themselves. They hired the blue-haired Losers of ideology, the paper pushers of grievance, the hollow-eyed managers who knew nothing of games. They stacked their studios with them and called it progress. But the world did not bend. It stiffened. It remembered.
Gamergate was not a battle. It was a tremor. It cracked the plaster of their cathedral and showed the rot. They thought the rot could be painted over. They thought the players would swallow lies forever. But men remember joy. They remember challenge. They remember the old cartridges, the long nights, the bloodshot eyes at dawn.
The ripple never stopped. It moved through time, cutting years like a blade through meat. The studios bled workers. The players bled trust. The games bled soul.
Now the West makes broken things. Bugged and hollow. Full of sermons. Empty of play. And still they grin, these architects of failure, thinking the world belongs to them.
But the world is older, harder, crueler than they know. The world has teeth. The world remembers who made the real games. And it is waiting.
(http://www.autoadmit.com/thread.php?thread_id=5775935&forum_id=2,#49277109)
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