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Today we gather in the digital swamp to remember a man who could not be contained by one ban, nor by one lifetime of personal hygiene neglect. Ascense, also known in a past life as Joel,was a creature of pure forum grease. His words dripped with the same oily residue that clung to his keyboard. His legacy? Crumbs in the crevices, odor in the code, and a trail of shame so thick you could spread it on toast.
Let us bow our heads,but not too low, lest we catch a whiff.
He arrived in every thread like a mildew bloom, uninvited yet unstoppable. Mods struck him down, but he rose again, like a fungal infection in the shape of a man. Some called it "ban evasion." We called it "persistence through delusion." His profile picture was always a mystery, blurred not by pixels, but by the aura of his own dampness.
He posted. Oh, he posted. Every word a masterpiece of confusion, every sentence a war crime against grammar. His takes were so rancid that scientists considered using them as a renewable biofuel. When people told him to "touch grass," he did, and the grass died.
And yet... in a way, he made the site worse in the most memorable way. Like the smell of expired milk that lingers long after it's poured out, his presence remains a ghost haunting every "Banned User" list, a reminder that true embarrassment never dies, it just changes usernames.
So here's to you, Ascense/Joel, may your Wi-Fi forever disconnect, may your VPN forever betray you, and may your next reincarnation finally learn what "log off" means.
Olgol: This was unexpected. Ascence was the last funny and interesting nameflamboyant person on the 'ru. Gotta wait another week or so for another one to drop
Chud6: Hey Kernung why did you draw your friend Joel as a sockpuppeting flamboyant person despite yourself being a way worse ban evader? Holy raisin every nameflamboyant person is just kernung and joel...
ConservativeWaluigi: This is just like one of those heckin bone chilling spine tingling genre redefining cliches where a supposed dead villain was actually alive all along
Today we gather in the digital swamp to remember a man who could not be contained by one ban, nor by one lifetime of personal hygiene neglect. Ascense, also known in a past life as Joel,was a creature of pure forum grease. His words dripped with the same oily residue that clung to his keyboard. His legacy? Crumbs in the crevices, odor in the code, and a trail of shame so thick you could spread it on toast.
Let us bow our heads,but not too low, lest we catch a whiff.
He arrived in every thread like a mildew bloom, uninvited yet unstoppable. Mods struck him down, but he rose again, like a fungal infection in the shape of a man. Some called it "ban evasion." We called it "persistence through delusion." His profile picture was always a mystery, blurred not by pixels, but by the aura of his own dampness.
He posted. Oh, he posted. Every word a masterpiece of confusion, every sentence a war crime against grammar. His takes were so rancid that scientists considered using them as a renewable biofuel. When people told him to "touch grass," he did, and the grass died.
And yet... in a way, he made the site worse in the most memorable way. Like the smell of expired milk that lingers long after it's poured out, his presence remains a ghost haunting every "Banned User" list, a reminder that true embarrassment never dies, it just changes usernames.
So here's to you, Ascense/Joel, may your Wi-Fi forever disconnect, may your VPN forever betray you, and may your next reincarnation finally learn what "log off" means.
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In Loving Memory Of Ascense.
Today we gather in the digital swamp to remember a man who could not be contained by one ban, nor by one lifetime of personal hygiene neglect. Ascense, also known in a past life as Joel,was a creature of pure forum grease. His words dripped with the same oily residue that clung to his keyboard. His legacy? Crumbs in the crevices, odor in the code, and a trail of shame so thick you could spread it on toast.
Let us bow our heads,but not too low, lest we catch a whiff.
He arrived in every thread like a mildew bloom, uninvited yet unstoppable. Mods struck him down, but he rose again, like a fungal infection in the shape of a man. Some called it "ban evasion." We called it "persistence through delusion." His profile picture was always a mystery, blurred not by pixels, but by the aura of his own dampness.
He posted. Oh, he posted. Every word a masterpiece of confusion, every sentence a war crime against grammar. His takes were so rancid that scientists considered using them as a renewable biofuel. When people told him to "touch grass," he did, and the grass died.
And yet... in a way, he made the site worse in the most memorable way. Like the smell of expired milk that lingers long after it's poured out, his presence remains a ghost haunting every "Banned User" list, a reminder that true embarrassment never dies, it just changes usernames.
So here's to you, Ascense/Joel, may your Wi-Fi forever disconnect, may your VPN forever betray you, and may your next reincarnation finally learn what "log off" means.
also hello Erika futuro.
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In Loving Memory Of Ascense.
Today we gather in the digital swamp to remember a man who could not be contained by one ban, nor by one lifetime of personal hygiene neglect. Ascense, also known in a past life as Joel,was a creature of pure forum grease. His words dripped with the same oily residue that clung to his keyboard. His legacy? Crumbs in the crevices, odor in the code, and a trail of shame so thick you could spread it on toast.
Let us bow our heads,but not too low, lest we catch a whiff.
He arrived in every thread like a mildew bloom, uninvited yet unstoppable. Mods struck him down, but he rose again, like a fungal infection in the shape of a man. Some called it "ban evasion." We called it "persistence through delusion." His profile picture was always a mystery, blurred not by pixels, but by the aura of his own dampness.
He posted. Oh, he posted. Every word a masterpiece of confusion, every sentence a war crime against grammar. His takes were so rancid that scientists considered using them as a renewable biofuel. When people told him to "touch grass," he did, and the grass died.
And yet... in a way, he made the site worse in the most memorable way. Like the smell of expired milk that lingers long after it's poured out, his presence remains a ghost haunting every "Banned User" list, a reminder that true embarrassment never dies, it just changes usernames.
So here's to you, Ascense/Joel, may your Wi-Fi forever disconnect, may your VPN forever betray you, and may your next reincarnation finally learn what "log off" means.
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