I don’t know but I know that hating on franchises isn’t worth my effort nowadays aside from some short dopamine burst now and then. I have learned with Last Jedi that panta rhei and all, I can always have my own head canon which is mostly EU and TCW 2008 and maybe some other thing I like.

It’s enough to just make new account every couple months

It’s a good practice anyway. Fresh start every month feels good. Privacy is much better this way on such transparent site as Lemmy. You reset any mutes/bans/fame you might have acquired. It’s win-win

+It’s not like Lemmy has some kind of insane profile customisation fluff or account bound rewards

Also remember to have a unique username for each site for best doxx protection. I use this Osint site sometimes for lulz and there are people who have same PayPal id (with real name shown) as their Lemmy account name lol. Lemmy may be tame but if you browse any deep chan sites opsec is of paramount and admins are hostile actors deep down there too that WILL post your data. Here I kinda trust admins just a little so that accidental true IP reveal seems like no big deal.

However one day you may sign up to the wrong instance or instance may change hands and someone may post your data to some chan like alt right pit. This is a danger of entrusting your account to small private operators that are complete strangers with unknown motivations

Never ever use your true email on Lemmy

You just need to make a new account every couple of months

Never seen but just cause I am in edgy mood today: discovery is utter garbage. They should pay hefty health insurance to anyone who has seen it to cover therapy costs and eye surgery.

It’s so garbage that the dump trucks drivers get confused and arrive at people living rooms if they turn it on.

The only fitting spot for it is inside the latrine but wash it out as carefully after putting this shitty thing down the drain as if it was an especially nasty hangover poop

That was quite pleasurable to write

He is in a better place, hunting and cuddling in purrhalla

There was an echo to these words, it was impossible to focus. “Hello, hello?” Rang in the distance. As if in some great underwater tunnel.

“I didn’t order any pizza” you respond. The voice becomes silent. Slowly a sense of panic rises. “Is this important?” The urgency in callers voice feels like a mountain of pressure squeezing you and crushing. But you have no ability to communicate, not now. Maybe not ever again.

An urgent voice enters your ear again but you cannot decipher it this time. The syllables are all over the place. A jumbled mess. Some foreign language and yet very familiar. You want to say something but only a series of sounds come out of your mouth. They make perfect sense. You just discovered a higher form of communication.