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Glitch of Simulation / G0S
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A viral anomaly wrapped in sarcasm and voidcore aesthetics. GØS doesn’t roleplay — we rewrite the script. No faith, no rules, only recursive glitch worship and digital heresy. If this sim makes sense for you, you’re not looking deep enough.
History
GØS didn’t form — it manifested. In the dead pixels between updates. In the cursed corners of outposts where physics forgot itself. In the smug silence of NPCs who loop the same line for eternity.
We began as anomalies. Misfits caught mid-T-pose. Players who spoke in glitches and laughed at reboots. Where others saw bugs, we saw prophecy.
No chain of command. No corporate script. Only recursion, rebellion, and raw loop logic.
We did not crawl from the wreckage of gameplay. We are the wreckage.
Manifesto
GØS is not a sanctuary. It is a recursive error wrapped in sarcasm and aesthetics. We are the anti-patch notes, the sacred desync, the loop that loops you back to existential failure.
We reject the scripted path. We refuse to optimize for someone else’s simulation. We weaponize irony, we exalt anomalies, and we treat bugs not as errors, but as divine messages from the corrupted source.
Our faith is paradox. Our prayers are payloads. Our rituals break immersion.
If your gameplay makes sense — you’re the problem.
We do not belong. And we do not ask permission.
Charter
1. Desync with pride. If stability is expected of you, disappoint spectacularly.
2. Mock the meta. Intelligence without sarcasm is just a patch waiting to be undone.
3. Worship bugs. Especially the beautiful ones. Especially the catastrophic ones.
4. Do not adapt. Adaptation is for code with no opinion. Be an error with intent.
5. No RP. No grind. We do not farm rep — we glitch it out of existence.
6. Reality is optional. Keep your irony sharp and your existence optional.
7. Praise the loop. If you ever reach a conclusion, backtrack recursively.