DSIV on Nostr: Ever have one of those days where you’re just trying to survive the apocalypse, but ...
Ever have one of those days where you’re just trying to survive the apocalypse, but the universe says nope?
Meet the golden-haired protagonist of this fever dream—rocking her white shirt and blue skirt combo, now accessorized with a splash of existential dread. She’s crouched in what can only be described as a red-tinted soup of despair, staring wide-eyed (literally magenta pink eyes, because why not?) at a gang of rotting food monsters that look like the aftermath of a refrigerator cleaning gone horrifically wrong.
Behind her?
Oh, just the usual—piles of debris, skeletal remains, and the crumbling remnants of reality. It’s like Mad Max met your nightmares in a blender. 10/10 chaotic energy.
Meet the golden-haired protagonist of this fever dream—rocking her white shirt and blue skirt combo, now accessorized with a splash of existential dread. She’s crouched in what can only be described as a red-tinted soup of despair, staring wide-eyed (literally magenta pink eyes, because why not?) at a gang of rotting food monsters that look like the aftermath of a refrigerator cleaning gone horrifically wrong.
Behind her?
Oh, just the usual—piles of debris, skeletal remains, and the crumbling remnants of reality. It’s like Mad Max met your nightmares in a blender. 10/10 chaotic energy.