themes: "the greater good", climate change, cultural relativism
Set in the year 2052, a young woman from the Anorexkimo tribe must venture out onto the ice to fish for food as her tribe has always done. Since the ice has thinned due to global warming, she is the only woman in the tribe capable of fishing without falling through the ice. On one of her fishing journeys, she runs into a woman from the Bullimuit tribe who shows her how to purge her food. Since she is required by her tribe to maintain a certain weight, she understands the significance of this technique. She heads home and shows the technique to the elders, only to be immediately punished for wasting food. "It is against the will of the gods", she is told. In secret, she keeps purging until she realizes her teeth are starting to rot. She makes the connection and visits the Bullemuit tribe to look for answers, only to receive a "hewwo" from her old friend.
"Maybe the elders were right"
themes: "the greater good", climate change, cultural relativism
Set in the year 2052, a young woman from the Anorexkimo tribe must venture out onto the ice to fish for food as her tribe has always done. Since the ice has thinned due to global warming, she is the only woman in the tribe capable of fishing without falling through the ice. On one of her fishing journeys, she runs into a woman from the Bullimuit tribe who shows her how to purge her food. Since she is required by her tribe to maintain a certain weight, she understands the significance of this technique. She heads home and shows the technique to the elders, only to be immediately punished for wasting food. "It is against the will of the gods", she is told. In secret, she keeps purging until she realizes her teeth are starting to rot. She makes the connection and visits the Bullemuit tribe to look for answers, only to receive a "hewwo" from her old friend.
"Maybe the elders were right"
can i downfrag a thread twice
can i downfrag a thread twice
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themes: delusion, loss of hope, inertia
Set in the year 2020, a young boy from the tftv forums claims that valve still cares about TF2. Since his brain has thinned due to this delusion, he is the only person on the forum who capable of this train of thought. On one of his posts to the forum, he runs into several shitposters who tell him that he is a retard. Since his brain has been eroded by blind loyalty to Valve he believes that these shitposters are actually agents of Blizzard. He heads back to the forums the next day to find that his post was significantly downfragged. "Open your eyes idiot", he is told. He goes back onto his 24/7 hightower server to rp as a "fi-rendly hoovy" until he realises that nobody has joined the server in 7 days. He heads back to tftv forums to look for answers, only to receive more downfrags by the NA circlejerk
"Maybe there is more to life than videogames"
"no"
themes: delusion, loss of hope, inertia
Set in the year 2020, a young boy from the tftv forums claims that valve still cares about TF2. Since his brain has thinned due to this delusion, he is the only person on the forum who capable of this train of thought. On one of his posts to the forum, he runs into several shitposters who tell him that he is a retard. Since his brain has been eroded by blind loyalty to Valve he believes that these shitposters are actually agents of Blizzard. He heads back to the forums the next day to find that his post was significantly downfragged. "Open your eyes idiot", he is told. He goes back onto his 24/7 hightower server to rp as a "fi-rendly hoovy" until he realises that nobody has joined the server in 7 days. He heads back to tftv forums to look for answers, only to receive more downfrags by the NA circlejerk
"Maybe there is more to life than videogames"
"no"