badposting
badposting is a comm where you post badly
This is not a [email protected] alternative. This is not a [email protected] alternative. This is a place for you to post your bad posts.
Ever had a really shitty bit idea? Joke you want to take way past the point of where it was funny? Want to feel like a stand-up comedy guy who's been bombing a set for the past 30 minutes straight and at this point is just saying shit to see if people react to it? Really bad pun? A homemade cringe concoction? A cognitohazard that you have birthed into this world and have an urge to spread like chain mail?
Rules:
- Do not post good posts.
- Unauthorized goodposting is to be punished in the manner of commenting the phrase "GOOD post" followed by an emoji that has not yet been used in the thread
- Use an emoticon/kaomoji/rule-three-abiding ASCII art if the rations run out
- This is not a comm where you direct people to other people's bad posts. This is a comm where you post badly.
- This rule intentionally left blank.
- If you're struck for rule 3, skill issue, not allowed to complain about it.
Code of Conduct applies just as much here as it does everywhere else. Technically, CoC violations are bad posts. On the other hand: L + ratio + get ~~better~~ worse material bozo
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Disco Elysium had magnificent worldbuilding, a rich inner life (of an utter disaster of a human being), metaphysically unique circumstances for its setting, cryptids, and I even thought the ending(s) were bittersweet yet still satisfying.
Those professors I mentioned would hate it from the start because it didn't take place in a real life city and didn't name-drop specific brands of items seen on the shelfs of rooms where the misanthropic characters smoke, cuss, and hurt themselves.
I was joking, I have the same distaste with contemporary lit (they forced us to read J.M. Coetzee's Disgrace in college)
UGH.
I tried to block out most of that "non genre" genre gritty pretentious wine liberal slop, but for some reason (probably because the professor decided to spend a week of class time exhaustively delving into it) a particular short story called "Why Don't You Dance?" was like his favorite work of all time and its only mercy was that it was so short... but six hours of class time delving into the boomerriffic ennui may have been the start of my decision of "I've decided I don't like boomers and their values and ideology are as toxic as the lead in their brains" since then.