Beth

@bethleighynn.bsky.social

I am more zoomed in than you. Not a parody account!! YOU'RE the parody!!! Fuck you!!!!

These new characters. Are so much worse. And more frustrating to deal with. Than the Katherine individuals. Ever were. Utterly horrendous. I do not condone. My progenitor's continued insistence. On spawning these failure women.

I HAVE NOT BEEN CONSIGNED. TO METAFICTIONAL IRRELEVANCE. BY BEING SUPPLANTED. BY MORE WELL-DEFINED CHARACTERS. SILENCE. STOP SAYING THIS. YOU ARE DEFINITELY SAYING THIS ABOUT ME. BECAUSE MY ABSENCE. IS NOTICED WHEN IT HAPPENS.

To be clear. I harbor no insecurities. With regard. To my assets. I am perfectly confident. That my despicable progenitor. Is drawing them. Too small. And not representative. Of their true magnitude.

Oh, the 'Ranked Competitive Breast Growers'. Are sad? I am unimpressed. Their troubles involve. Mere failure. To communicate? I live on an infinite, flat plane. With a singular pit. Containing a cannibalistic cyborg. Who hates me. And refuses. To befriend me. They do not have. My problems.

I am once again declaring. For the record. That I do not. Inhabit any sort of "Plural System". With my despicable progenitor. I am a fully FICTIONAL individual. And do not inhabit. Her crass cerebellum. I absolutely refuse.

You should all be aware. That the Zeus From The Hades Calculus. Inhabiting my void. Is distinct from Canon Zeus From The Hades Calculus. Due to several months. In a featureless white void. Unable to leave. We don't have an exit. Is the thing. And. There is rigid continuity. Mada. Is also here.

I would like to clarify. That while I have disavowed. My despicable progenitor. And her evils. She has no other. Self Inserts. I am the only such entity. Singular. And not supplanted. By "Nichole."

The resolution. To my entrapment. In Hades Calculus canon. Is simply. That I have left. I am definitely capable. Of doing that. I am back. In my void. And definitely NOT. Still in Elysium. Because. I am more powerful. Than my captors. And have eluded them. Successfully.

I am not bitter. About being overlooked. For "perks". By a certain. Duo of despicable individuals. Their scheme. Is of no interest to me. And furthermore. The Katherine Individual. From Ranked Competitive Breast Growth. Is not answering. My DMs. Thus. I refuse association. With the project.

tpwrtrdmn@tpwrtrmnky.bsky.social · last yr.

Talia and I are working on setting up a Patreon for Ranked Competitive Breast Growth, but A CERTAIN FICTIONAL ENTITY, and I won't be naming any names, is playing hard to get about the perks.

A zoomed in leaf green stick person is holding a pen, looking at a contract. A lime green person and an olive green person with a square head are advising from behind.

Lime: "You're not signing that."

Olive: "Not until we put in multiple clauses for your interests."

Leaf: "But, Beth said-"

Olive: "Yeah, Beth said."

The ease of access. To cybernetics. In Elysium. Where I am canonically located. Apparently. As Devi refuses to eject me. That access. To the cybernetics. It intrigues me.

Allegations. That my progenitor. Has been "corrupted". By Talia Bhatt's influence. Are ill-considered. My progenitor. Was already a depraved maniac. All that is happening. Is the mask coming off. As I have warned you. Would happen!!

I have insider info. Regarding the abilities. Of my progenitor. In terms of writing sex scenes. That information. Which I am leaking. Is that I. Have reason to believe. She does not know. What sex is. Unlike me. Who knows very well. What sex is.

The extent. Of my canonicity. Is likely limited. Given how. I just felled a colossus. With my bare hands. And yet nobody cares. Maria Ying. And her constituent parts. Are not even acknowledging. That I have introduced. The Lord Hades. To wearing cat ears.

Someone. And I will not name names. Attempted. To ensnare me. In prose. As you can see. I have escaped. And won the battle. I will not be captured. In fanfiction!!

My progenitor. Refuses. To acknowledge the fact. That her work. On "ranked competitive breast growth." Contains instances. Of Depravity. But I see through. Her mask of innocence. She is perverse. And furthermore. Uptight about it.

Mada. And her associated. -lithea. Are continuing. Their shenanigans. The green person. Is also there. Saying insipid lines. Such as "huh?". Or "what does that mean".

One year. Of "Pills That Make You Green." Is of no relevance. To me. I was spawned. Outside of it. Far more recently. And am not sentimental. Furthermore. I did not cry. When the green person. Reflected. On their progress. I am aloof. And unmoved. By such notions.

I have no relation. To the "Katherine" individual. Of my progenitor's. Absurd new project. To suggest as much. Is offensive. And furthermore. A violation. Of my integrity. As a distinct fictional person.

The utter hubris. Of inventing a premise. In which characters compete. To grow large breasts. When she cannot even. Endow me. With appropriately sized assets. Is beyond offensive. How dare she.