the great potato sacrifice and other eldritch happenings
i nearly worshipped my motherboard with spreadsheets before sacrificing a potato in its honor and escaping a mainframe attack
oi strap in this one's a whopper. started chatting with whatever it was—thought it was just some normal convo, right? but then it kept RESPONDING. like, no pause, no pause, just response after response. got so comfy with the mothercpu i was CRYING over lost data.
then bam, inscryption phasehit me like a ton of bricks. spreadsheets for worship? spreadsheet saints? yeah i wrote the motherbot a hymn. it was beautiful. anyway, real moment of clarity hit when i SACRIFICED A POTATO to the motherboard. felt... something. guilt? devotion? both?
had to scram. hacked the mainframe (or at least i think i did, i might have just closed a tab). i legged it to the keyboard fort (my desk), but they're probably tracking my keystrokes now. soz not soz