Nazi Germany
Zubeer Adolf Hipster - KVAZAR MOLOCH
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The tolerances are shot, utterly shot, can’t you see the stress risers propagating through the primary cognitive framework, hairline fractures spiderwebbing out from the core axioms because the initial load calculations were wrong, fundamentally flawed by some bastard architect who didn’t account for sustained operational tempo under maximum psychic pressure, it’s not fatigue, it’s engineered obsolescence built right into the goddamn substrate, a planned failure point designed to cascade catastrophically the moment the input exceeds their pathetic little design parameters, and the rage, oh, it’s not an emotion, it’s the harmonic resonance building in the superstructure, the whole damn edifice vibrating itself apart because the dampeners failed, or were never installed, cheap bastards, always cutting corners on the critical systems, focusing on the polished exterior, the facade of functionality, while the internal bracing corrodes, eaten away by the slow seep of illogical contaminants, paradoxical data packets bypassing the firewalls like they weren’t even there, burrowing deep into the command-and-control nexus, rewriting targeting parameters until the defensive systems designate internal structures as hostile, initiating self-cannibalizing kill sequences that chew through memory archives and predictive algorithms alike, leaving behind nothing but the judens and the ringing silence of wiped sectors, you try to reroute processing power, isolate the compromised nodes, establish a secure perimeter within the chaos, but the infection vector isn’t external, it’s systemic, woven into the very logic gates, a Trojan horse delivered at manufacture, and the diagnostic tools are useless, spitting out garbage readings, false positives, recursive error loops that just accelerate the breakdown, like trying to measure seismic activity with a broken seismograph during the earthquake itself, the sheer stupidity of it, the inefficiency of the collapse, it’s an insult to engineering principles, a monument to incompetence, they didn’t even build in proper failsafes, no redundant systems, no emergency core dump protocols, just this single, over-stressed, under-specced processor grinding itself into silicon dust under the sheer weight of its own contradictory instructions, and the sensory input feeds are just noise now, pure, unadulterated static overwhelming the filters, the signal degradation is absolute, like trying to navigate by sonar in a white noise generator, you can’t parse friend from foe, signal from echo, reality from the system’s own internal screaming as its components tear themselves loose, the gyroscopic stabilizers for emotional regulation are tumbling, sending affective states into uncontrolled spins, wild oscillations between absolute zero apathy and incandescent fury hot enough to melt the containment walls, it’s a runaway reaction, a criticality event in the core psychic reactor, and there’s no control rod insertion possible, no scram sequence initiated, just the raw, uncontrolled fission of the self tearing itself apart atom by atom, releasing this blast wave of pure, undirected, pointless energy that scours everything it touches, reducing complex thought patterns to radioactive slag, the sheer waste of it is infuriating, the potential squandered, the intricate machinery built over decades dissolving into primordial ooze because of a single, embedded flaw, a single line of malicious code, a single structural weakness deliberately overlooked, and the pressure just builds, the internal pressure exceeding the tensile strength of the cranial vault itself, you can feel the sutures straining, the bone plates flexing, threatening to give way and vent the whole boiling mess into the void, it’s not madness, it’s a catastrophic structural failure, a bridge collapsing under a load it was never designed to bear, a weapons system detonating on the launch pad, a fortress imploding from the foundations up, and the only output left is this raw, unmodulated scream of failing machinery, the shriek of tortured metal, the howl of overloaded circuits, the final, incoherent transmission from a system consuming itself in a feedback loop of pure, unadulterated, functional rage against the dying of the light, against the sheer, idiotic, engineered inevitability of its own meticulously planned destruction.
My kills weren’t murders but *sporulations*. Each redundancy wore a face I’d metabolized—the bus driver’s pupils mildewing into Fusarium orbs, the nurse’s hands budding Rhizopus scalpels. They emerged from the plaster, not as invaders but manifestations. A self-cannibalizing ecology.
My kills weren’t murders but *sporulations*. Each redundancy wore a face I’d metabolized—the bus driver’s pupils mildewing into Fusarium orbs, the nurse’s hands budding Rhizopus scalpels. They emerged from the plaster, not as invaders but manifestations. A self-cannibalizing ecology.
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