it makes a spiral if it’s a fourier component!

well well well! what have we here? i seem to have landed myself in a bricked hole in the ground water, water everywhere, and every drop my only place to pee. never fear! an underground river leads — not to gross loss of consciousness and death like cave diving without training — but rather a pixelated dragon from kq1. are all my fingers still there?

The Sousveiller awoke to a chippy and dreary morning. He yawned, amd got out of his bed. To his surprise, a Microsoft Spy Drone was hovering outside his window. Its array of cameras peered at him, and as he rose it began striking the tinted glass with its body as if knocking on his door. He glanced at his USB camera feed and saw his archived livestreams were intact, quickly donned his chainmail, and opened the window. “Thank goodness you opened!” blithered the drone’s Microsoft Crowd Suppression Horn in a female voice. “The Black Knight has put spyware in my armor and his shade-wearing orcs are following me everywhere I go!”

“Oh no! Code contributions! All I have is these thousands of printed wardollars!” The Microsoft Crowd Suppression Horn was bemoaning amidst the whirring blades of the drone, which was docking on The Sousveiller’s windowsill and began opening its Microsoft Firehose Bay to reveal bundled wardollar notes. “Wardollars again! Doesn’t anybody know how to write code?” “I would give you crypto but my wallet is in my armor where The Black Knight would steal the private key.”