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some sprite-making gifs!

(i hate doing tags)
#doom
#halo
#sprites

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some sprite-making gifs!

(i hate doing tags)
#doom
#halo
#sprites

# orderedItems[].object.content
@sertaptap if memory serves me correctly you could set up standard WASD movement via a setup executable, plus i think the mouse did look left and right with vertical movement moving you forward and backward.

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@sertaptap if memory serves me correctly you could set up standard WASD movement via a setup executable, plus i think the mouse did look left and right with vertical movement moving you forward and backward.

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trying to follow #cohost folks again feels like running through a thick slime. nothing on this website gives any kind of feedback and it's locked behind layers of weird bullshit.

why the fuck do all these instances exist? why is it like this? why can't i just fucking *go* to 1 single page and exist peacefully?
it's 7 layers of bullshit on top of 14 layers of pointlessness. why the fuck does it all work like this. it has no point other than to confuse people. why can't i see people's post history unless i go to the instance? why can't i just fucking use this website normally.

it feels like the only place to go though. bluesky is just twitter 2: racism dial included. twitter itself is dead and being puppeted around by fascists, and any other one has a userbase so miniscule that i'd rather just join a discord server instead.

also i miss being able to tag things funny ways with FUCKING SPACES in tags.

fuck, dude. this shit sucks.

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trying to follow #cohost folks again feels like running through a thick slime. nothing on this website gives any kind of feedback and it's locked behind layers of weird bullshit.

why the fuck do all these instances exist? why is it like this? why can't i just fucking *go* to 1 single page and exist peacefully?
it's 7 layers of bullshit on top of 14 layers of pointlessness. why the fuck does it all work like this. it has no point other than to confuse people. why can't i see people's post history unless i go to the instance? why can't i just fucking use this website normally.

it feels like the only place to go though. bluesky is just twitter 2: racism dial included. twitter itself is dead and being puppeted around by fascists, and any other one has a userbase so miniscule that i'd rather just join a discord server instead.

also i miss being able to tag things funny ways with FUCKING SPACES in tags.

fuck, dude. this shit sucks.

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to people gloating over cohost's shutdown, especially on the #cohost tag:

we're all in the same. sinking. boat. don't jerk yourselves off over The Weird Queer People having a space that they existed in getting killed by capitalism. it's going to happen again and again unless something changes.

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to people gloating over cohost's shutdown, especially on the #cohost tag:

we're all in the same. sinking. boat. don't jerk yourselves off over The Weird Queer People having a space that they existed in getting killed by capitalism. it's going to happen again and again unless something changes.

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#heycohost

welp, guess i'm posting here now.

i was giwake on cohost, i made a couple of silly posts that got some likes. my most recent popular post was this sprite art of the halo sniper rifle

i'm only here because i feel like i need to have *some* kind of online presence in order to promote future projects. the gun is at the back of my head.

god i miss the ability to make text bold.

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#heycohost

welp, guess i'm posting here now.

i was giwake on cohost, i made a couple of silly posts that got some likes. my most recent popular post was this sprite art of the halo sniper rifle

i'm only here because i feel like i need to have *some* kind of online presence in order to promote future projects. the gun is at the back of my head.

god i miss the ability to make text bold.