Axer Jenkins
axerjenkins.bsky.social
Axer Jenkins
@axerjenkins.bsky.social
Underwhelming is the theme of tonight. I can't believe lightning wasn't enough to power this monstrosity but the love of a fair maiden trumps nature. That's simply not correct. I can't get behind that. It's an abomination is what it is
November 30, 2025 at 4:05 AM
Flares go up in time for us to get on the escalator but my good friend Carmichael almost doesn't make it. He's too absorbed by the robotic flesh of his peers to pay attention to the task at hand
November 29, 2025 at 4:49 AM
A succession has finally taken place and a new tournament will ensue. In place of loose code and rambling typewriters will be new, sleek, archaic contraptions. Ones of whimsy and brutality. They will know us well through our diplomatic attempts and quest for adrenaline
November 28, 2025 at 4:07 AM
The slop is getting to be too much to handle. It's starting to overflow from my bowl. Soon it'll consume the metal in the room, along with all of the breaths. Before then I at least need to harbor my shadows, those guys have been through a lot
November 27, 2025 at 4:16 AM
I can't seem to get upright on this axis no matter how hard I try. There's gotta be some grease on the pole or something cause no way, I shouldn't be upside down still. I have a buddy that can get me out but gosh this is too much
November 26, 2025 at 4:04 AM
I finally resorted to using formulas because I realize I know nothing of this realm. It's an entirely new craft for me and I'm way in over my head with goo and steel seeds. Ideally a new pair of gauntlets would be forged but I won't be too picky
November 24, 2025 at 4:44 AM
I've incorporated swordplay into this week's cerebellar work and it's worked wonders for morale around the place. Now if only I could include Marksman-H training remote droid
November 22, 2025 at 4:42 AM
Not quite sure on what the protocol is for a loose protoplasmic sentience but hopefully it's just common sense
November 21, 2025 at 2:53 AM
Annual gloom descends upon my country of melons and pixels. I craft machines to put it all together but the rate is slower than expected. No worries, I'll make up for it with pure gusto
November 20, 2025 at 4:10 AM
Giants peer down amongst the foliage to see me, dumbfounded, staring back with wonder in my eyes. They look so old and wise, yet no innocent. They know not the horrors of man and his radioactive endeavors
November 19, 2025 at 3:44 AM
All we get is ideas. No susbtance, no form, just concepts trying to take form from a mist with no cohesion. Things will come together though, I believe in the gravitation of the avalanche
November 18, 2025 at 4:05 AM
My project has been completed. Pumpkins are broken at phenomenal rates. We will be living in luxury for the foreseeable future with gems to spare. I can't wait to spend them on frivolous armor and hoes
November 17, 2025 at 4:14 AM
With the might of a fallen smith I crush sweets of black and white under my grip, watching dust float into the bowl. It will be consumed with a fervor like that of a feral lion, no care for mess or propriety
November 16, 2025 at 3:34 AM
Studying the circle will take top priority in the coming days. It will be needed to ward off the naysayers and do badders. Hand dexterity will also be of utmost importance, diligence shall be tested
November 15, 2025 at 4:01 AM
It's my turn to lay out the solar plans, where the mass divers go and what not. I need to determine what role the thick, sulfuric clouds will play in this month's Venusian soap opera
November 14, 2025 at 3:32 AM
I wait all day so I can peek back the which, sulfurous clouds of the second in the sky. When the time comes I'm overcome by lethargy, being pulled into the soundless depths of night without a whisper to call my own
November 13, 2025 at 4:12 AM
After hours and hours we have Nothing to show for it. It's beige and lame and nice but not what I was looking for
November 12, 2025 at 4:27 AM
My farm is almost too successful. It's taking up a lot of the grass slots we have and there's not much more room for the actual harvesters themselves. It'll prove to be useful for the sustenance situation but I'm scared it won't be as compact as advertised
November 11, 2025 at 3:47 AM
I can't get the rivals to open so for now we're sticking to stone and tablets. The key switches up to something more sinister but that's welcomed in times like these. Off of small towers we fall, landing on young stalagmites
November 10, 2025 at 2:52 AM
On every other platform I dominate the field, but on this tower I just can't hold a candle to the classic operators. The tools do not matter, my efficiency can't keep up and i just need to clear the way for the tadpoles
November 8, 2025 at 2:51 AM
A decision has been made to make the education succinct. It's better to try than to not, so neurons will be studied in quick order. I will work to be like the cord, efficient and wired
November 7, 2025 at 4:12 AM
It's healthy to dig deep and pull up heaps of iron every once in a while, good for the soul. Bonds are strengthened and pondered in the dark while the beat of the pick echoes into nothing
November 6, 2025 at 4:07 AM
There are many paths to go on. Who can choose between the artillery, priest, or thematic warriors. We dabble one at a time until the tale is complete, but that is eons away
November 5, 2025 at 3:32 AM
Senses are dulled but the mind still races, faster than normal. Towels are man's best friend, coming to his aid in instances of high lux and decibel levels. When correctly applied it induces a state of higher consciousness and focus
November 4, 2025 at 3:59 AM
Miasma is bound to strike again soon. Peppermint will be on patrol this time to ward off the wall but we can only hope it stays clear of the central canal. That's where the nodes of white are
November 3, 2025 at 3:00 AM