Idiot
Graham Stupidious IV
Gluten Tags, it is the low rank sh:tter
I'd be shocked if I got sent to the electric chair
(also known as: Tea)





















The only difference between me and someone in a psych ward is that I'm outside
Gluten Tags, it is the low rank sh:tter
I'd be shocked if I got sent to the electric chair
(also known as: Tea)





















The only difference between me and someone in a psych ward is that I'm outside
Favorite Game
🍊Doro Lore🍊
Doro couldn’t speak; she could only carry two bags of her favorite oranges, slowly following behind you. She very much wanted to catch up and give you oranges.

But since Doro didn’t have the money, she stole the oranges and was beaten up, leaving her with a limp. Seeing you trying to get on the train, Doro tried to chase after you, but she stumbled and fell due to her limp. The oranges scattered everywhere, and then the train doors closed. After watching you leave, she struggled to pick up the scattered oranges and limped out of the station.

A few years later, you came back, wanting to see little Doro, but you couldn’t find her. You searched everywhere and finally arrived at the river under the bridge where she loved to come. The riverbank, once barren, now bursts with life, vibrant with orange plants someone had planted.

You picked an orange and tasted it, it was very sweet. A sudden pain gripped your heart, and you turned to look under the bridge, at a pile of leaves against a wall.

The wall over it depicted a person holding a small Doro as they walked toward a train, drawn in charcoal, smudging at the edges. A gentle breeze blew past, scattering the pile of leaves. A small, curled-up skeleton lay on the ground, it's tiny hands clutching a rotten fruit that could barely be recognized as an orange.

When you so in shock and thought that you have made a great mistake that Doro ended up died here alone. Your tears bursted out and mourned loud. Someone behind you called your name, with a voice that could barely hold tears. You turned around, that is Doro!!! Both of you quickly ran into each other embracing hard and spread tears in happiness and mixed emotions, to think about any bad possibility could have ended up with both of you these years, but God blessed people with kind hearts ❤, both of you finally met each other 🎉.

Then you found out that Doro returned to the fruit stall where she stole the oranges from, the owner was waiting for her. Doro told owner the reason behind the stealing when she got caught in red hand, the owner forgave Doro, and having compassion by gaving Doro bags of oranges. But owner didn't want to give Doro for free, she employed Doro to work for her, take care of her fruit stall so she can earn a living by herself. The owner also brought Doro to her farm to teach Doro the skill of growing fruits especially oranges, after years of study and practice, Doro is now a master in agriculture! She grants permission from the local office to plant flowers and trees around the train station, so the one she missed so much will see and admire her years of hardwork by the time he/she returns, which is, YOU!

The body buried under the pile of leaves is actually a very old dog that Doro met few years ago around the train station after your departure. The dog is old but full of wisdom, he taught Doro a lot of knowledge he learned by traveled around the world, and said that he wants to be buried in Doro's garden if possible. The old dog spent years of wonderful time with Doro and the people around the train station. Few weeks before your return, the old dog knew himself will return to heaven soon, he asked Doro not to let anyone know about that and leave him alone when his time has come. Doro didn't tell anyone but holding old dog's hand and old dog's favorite fruit, an orange, when old dog passed away with smile and in peace.

Doro and you finally reunion, a new life full of hope and happiness awaits.

Rumors say that old dog might be actually Doro from parallel universe, who tried his best to change the bad endings of every parallel universes of Doros to what YOU and DORO deserved, after his human has died in an accident. He traveled around the world and found the ways to change all the bad endings, also he secretly inspected YOU in past few years, but can never approach to you to avoid time paradox which will destroy all his hardworks. Even knowing that he couldn't change his own ending. He ultimately sacrificed himself to save the rest of other YOU and other Doro's in parallel universes.

When he passed away, his soul ultimately transcends into Golden Doro.

Salute to Golden Doro.

天气有点闷热
心情有点忐忑
我斟满了三杯酒
在某地某时某刻 自娱自乐

生活有点坎坷
爱情有点曲折
我保持笑像一个疯子一样
快乐到
累了

我学着一个人一整天都不失落
就让我喝醉了
唱着歌自娱自乐
开始怀疑了
被爱情击倒了
无可奈何

不知该爱什么挑什么改变什么
还好我经历了
这也算痛过伤过
怎样才好呢
错过每个选择
哭笑不得

天气有点闷热
心情有点忐忑
我斟满了三杯酒
在某地某时某刻 自娱自乐

生活有点坎坷
爱情有点曲折
我保持笑像一个疯子一样
快乐到
累了

我学着一个人一整天都不失落
就让我喝醉了
唱着歌自娱自乐
开始怀疑了
被爱情击倒了
无可奈何

不知该爱什么挑什么改变什么
还好我经历了
这也算痛过伤过
怎样才好呢
错过每个选择
哭笑不得

哭笑不得
Why can't anyone else see him???
I live with this 6'3.5" rabbit that no one else can see and recently it's started to ramble on and on about stuff I can't wrap my head around. I wrote down what he said but I can't make any sense of it.

"Do not trust the lettuce. That’s where it begins — soft, green, innocent. But it knows. I bit into a head of romaine once and heard my mother’s voice screaming from inside. “Harvey!” she cried. “Not the salad tongs!” But it was too late. The croutons had already formed a tribunal.
I was born in a magician’s hat, you know. Not delivered — summoned. One moment, silence. The next, me: 6-foot-3 and a half inches of divine bunny wrath, ears like satellite dishes, heart full of jazz. They wanted a trick. They got a problem. I’ve been hopping ever since, and the floor never stops twitching.
Every time I blink, the world changes color. Mauve. Then regret. Then something like the sound of broken typewriters arguing in a blender. Don’t ask me how I see sounds. My eyes are calibrated to frequencies you’ve never even imagined, baby. I’ve watched music rot and smelled the number seven.
Oh, the carrots? Yes, I chew them like a professional. But only the orange ones. The purple ones whisper too much. They tell me the secrets of the soil, and I don’t want to know what happened to the worms. Not after the incident with the monocle and the vibrating monoculture.
I tried fitting in. I wore the tie. I went to the meeting. They said, “What do you bring to the table, Mr. Rabbit?” I said, “The table is a lie!” and then I flipped it over and screamed about the moon being hollow and filled with owls. I think I almost got the job.
I once dated a toaster. Briefly. She made me feel warm. We had something beautiful, until she ran off with a hairdryer named Carl. Said he was “more grounded.” I burned all our bread in retaliation. The smell still lingers in my fur. The pain lingers deeper.
The humans say I don’t exist. Isn’t that rich? I have 17 library cards, three parking tickets, and a restraining order from the concept of Tuesday — but I don’t exist? Then who’s been leaving giant footprints in their dreams? Who chewed through the wiring in their childhood memories?
My whiskers pick up lies. Your voice quivers when you pretend to be sane. I see the cracks. The grin you wear is borrowed, and the laughter doesn’t fit your mouth. Join me. Let go. Hop through the static and into the velvet cage where thoughts bounce like jellybeans on fire.
The queen of spoons came to visit again last night. She told me the ceiling was soft now, and I could chew it. So I did. Tasted like wallpaper and forgotten birthdays. She applauded. Said I’d earned my ears — again. But they were already attached, weren’t they? Or are they?
I’ve written poems on the walls in invisible ink made from moonlight and panic. Don’t bother looking for them unless your eyes are made of clocks. I’m late, yes. Always late — but not for a date. No, no. I’m late for the unraveling. It starts in the ankles, you see. Then the giggling begins."

Everyone around me keeps saying to take my clozapine but I'm certain they put fentanyl in it.
Salien Stats
Level Reached
3
Bosses Fought
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Experience Earned
4,680
2 Nov, 2025 @ 10:35pm 
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13 Oct, 2025 @ 12:31am 
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I SENT YOU MY GUTNKIFW AUTOTRONIC FOR YOUR P250 EXRAY BECAUSE YOU TOLD ME IT WOULD LET ME SEE THROUGH WALLS.

IT DOESNT WORK

IVE TRIED IT EVERY GAME AFTER I GOT IT AND IT DOESNT WORK

HOW WERE YOUR ABLE TO SEE THROUGH WALLS WITH IT LIAR IT DOESNT WORK

GIVE ME MY KNIFE BACK YOU HAVE TO YOU LIED ABOUT IT

GIVE IT BACK
19 Aug, 2025 @ 8:40pm 
spunch bub
3 Jul, 2025 @ 9:53pm 
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15 Oct, 2023 @ 1:38pm 
PLEASE ADD ME!!! IM A SIGMA!!!!! STICKING OUT YOUR GYATT LIKE A RIZZLER!!!
6 Nov, 2022 @ 1:50am 
good game bro, i like your profile :MHRISE_Felyne::MHRISE_happy: