Why Does This Keep Happening?!
Anonymi here! You might remember me from such elaborate web stories as "Evil Bob Dole gets tapped in the Burning Sub-Blogosphere!" and such. Well, months may have passed, but the dangers posed by the Sub-Blogosphere are still very much palpable.
The temporal stresses that destroyed the Sub-Blogosphere were instigated by Gyrobo as a means to (unsuccessfully) dispose of Evil Bob Dole. Evil Bob Dole survived, and mutated into a King known as "Evil Robo-Bob Dole". I also mutated from a swirling anonymous wisp into a full-fledged robot. Only Karl the Sorcerer was unaffected by the implosion, though that's because he went into hiding and was never part of the exiles.
Getting back to whatever point I may have been nursing with whatever attention span I have, the Frozen Lower Blogosphere is still under assault by the gravimetric forces and temporal stresses emanating from the imploded husk of the Sub-Blogosphere. Dr. Flavour's temporal doorstop helped ebb the flow of the torques, but disrepair has eroded it to the point that it will soon no longer be able to sustain the Lower Blogosphere. And when that happens... the Frozen Lower Blogoshpere will implode.
Already, time is becoming fluid...
The neglect and degradation are 99.999999999% irreversible. With only one billionth of one percent chance of repairing the damage in time, I suggest that the denizens of the Lower Blogosphere evacuate immediately. Leave your furniture and lawn furniture and other forms of furniture behind; the endtime is upon us. Adjuster save us!
The temporal stresses that destroyed the Sub-Blogosphere were instigated by Gyrobo as a means to (unsuccessfully) dispose of Evil Bob Dole. Evil Bob Dole survived, and mutated into a King known as "Evil Robo-Bob Dole". I also mutated from a swirling anonymous wisp into a full-fledged robot. Only Karl the Sorcerer was unaffected by the implosion, though that's because he went into hiding and was never part of the exiles.
Getting back to whatever point I may have been nursing with whatever attention span I have, the Frozen Lower Blogosphere is still under assault by the gravimetric forces and temporal stresses emanating from the imploded husk of the Sub-Blogosphere. Dr. Flavour's temporal doorstop helped ebb the flow of the torques, but disrepair has eroded it to the point that it will soon no longer be able to sustain the Lower Blogosphere. And when that happens... the Frozen Lower Blogoshpere will implode.
Already, time is becoming fluid...
The neglect and degradation are 99.999999999% irreversible. With only one billionth of one percent chance of repairing the damage in time, I suggest that the denizens of the Lower Blogosphere evacuate immediately. Leave your furniture and lawn furniture and other forms of furniture behind; the endtime is upon us. Adjuster save us!
Summoned into Existence via Rick Anonymi | 1:23 PM
There have been 1 Cries of Anguish:
Okay, I've done a spirit sweep and determined that the Frozen Lower Blogosphere will be sustainable until its 100th post. After that, it will instantaneously implode.
Post sparingly.
Oh, wait... I plan to post many, many times. Eh.
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