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The Yuque delegation is telling me I need to be more likable on xitter dot com to allow parasocial relationships with me—hence incentivizing people to romanticise the Yuque or even migrate here. They want me to become Xianzhounese Zohran Mamdani.
I love you. You specifically.
Can twitter dot com please quit sharing that section of the Aha song which contains me? I didn't consent to do such a thing. They used ai.
I do not wish to be a two-hit wonder, that's why I quit music right after I got two hit songs. That way, my entire discography was platinum.
I am here on twitter dot com after 3 days of static, like Jesus. Why did I disappear? I saw quite the traumatic tweet (it contained the B word) and my fragile feminist heart couldn't handle such foul language—so I shot my phone.
It took longer to repair it than I anticipated.
Madam Yao retweeted
Replying to @Peacockgeneral @jariloseele
dance if you want seele to leave yao guang alone
You may be surprised to learn this, but I cannot write—I would've never been able to make use of a journal even if the factory never exploded. I know how to type as I had unrestricted internet access as a wee lad, because my parents—that I have never mentioned before—hated me.
This is infact how I tweet everyday, this site is nothing but fuel for my feminist rage. For women. This drawing is wonderful, I'm so glad you captured my essence in this beautiful portrait. I am very touched. In more than one way, I think.
Why are you telling me what's ill omen and what's not? I'm the Seer Strategist here. The mob boss of diviners. I alone get to decide what is a sign of ill omen and what isn't. Fuck you.
Depends on whose asking—If you're a man, probably not. If you're anything but a man, I definitely will satisfy your needs. Because I'm a feminist. I'm feminist Yao Guang.
When glancing at this, I thought this said "Abundance" and nearly passed out by having a panic attack. Luckily, I remembered that I don't believe in panic attacks and looked again—realised it said "a bunny dance". The idea of bunnies dancing makes me elated. Thank you.
I have no thoughts on verity as I am 454 years old and living in misery. That thing has no effect on my conscience nor life. Never bring this up again lest you wish to be struck down. Goodbye.
This doesn't concern me as I am not from your era. If you wish for a reaction, I suggest you send this message to my prisoner—Jingliu.
























