I find the idea of an entirely memetic horror entity amusing and delightful.
Something fashioned entirely in the online world of words and ideas. Impossible to imagine when humanity was in its information infancy. A thoughtform that reproduces through the act of being seen. An idea that takes roots in your mind until it owns more and more of it.
I think adjacent to the idea is the king in yellow where it starts with a sign, a simple easily reproduced signal that can be replicated quickly. Something easy and common but strange to see on its own makes the most sense as the entry wound for it. Something common enough and easily bypassed. Until you know what it is and then you start seeing it everywhere. The king in yellow is like this too, once you think about the idea of an entity owning a color you give it so much mental space. The idea claims more and more of your mind, feeding parasitically on thoughts and stealing attention. It drives you to talk about it. To ask if anyone else knows about it. To share it online. It’s overwhelming. Like trying not to think about an elephant. It lives in the symbols and signals and words and as it claims more and more. Your memories become tainted. When did you really realize it? You know it can’t actually be a real thing. It’s just a joke online. It’s just an idea. It lives entirely in thoughts with the power people give it. It’s just an idea. It feeds on you, the more you think about it and the more you try to resist the more it learns. Every act of resistance inoculates it, every struggle feeds it. It infects everything it touches. You try to shut it out. To push it outside of your mind.
Now it owns the silence. It lives inside of the space between spaces in your mind. It lives in the spaces on the page. And it’s there now. Every word, every gap between them. You can’t fill in every hole. The silence between sentences. The space between thoughts.
It has colonized you. Even if you try to avoid it the act of avoidance is still one makes others wonder. It’s a virus with no vaccine, no cure, no name, only a gaping maw consuming more.
I don’t know but I have a feeling that autism and spicy foods have some kind of synergistic relationship. Like when I eat something so hot it makes me cry I feel very different after. Can other autists confirm or deny?
@DinardTheSilly Peep the end of the trailer when theres a red light that flashes. You can see a bunch of eyes inside of the red light if you pause/slow it down. It's the blackwall 100%
Husband’s guild leader had a mental break. AI fuelled paranoid schizophrenic meltdown complete with gangstalking.
Kinda wild we just have a free torment nexus people can stare into and go insane now.