@discord.com As long as you're going to implement your facial recognition ID bullshit, I will withdraw my Nitro subscription.
I encourage everyone to do the same, as companies will only listen if you hit them in the wallet. #discord #ageverification #resist
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![Title: "You, of All People"
[ID: A possessed Robert Blake stands in the ruined attic of the Federal Hill church, the wrecked beams and boards creating a sort of dark halo around his head. Moonlight shines upon him, and so does the glow from the raging inferno below. Blake's smile reflects the nightmarish madness of the god inside him.]](https://cdn.bsky.app/img/feed_thumbnail/plain/did:plc:3hhiai2atgzkpvj5zw7765t6/bafkreif642vctua2e5kjazsj2xzsmco2mqhv3rmu7lyegcjtq4h7vi3zp4)
![Title: "A Finger or Two?"
[ID: Dennis "The Butcher" Collins is leaning against the desk of his and Arthur's office, framed by the golden light coming in through the blinds of the window behind him. In his right hand, he's holding up a glass of whiskey that catches the light and glints. Collin's expression is relaxed, mischievous, and observant at the same time.]](https://cdn.bsky.app/img/feed_thumbnail/plain/did:plc:3hhiai2atgzkpvj5zw7765t6/bafkreiennwo6lixpjlafcyglqvuw3lrp6lzg74p3xtovkl7nxdctve4vpy)
![Title: So Damn Wrong
[ID: An incredibly dark corridor, covered in framed portraits; the people in the portraits have weirdly animal-like luminescent eyes. Three people walk the corridor: Parker in the foreground, looking back at the audience with grim wariness; Arthur slightly ahead of him, walking towards Oscar; and the latter, opening a door in the middle of the hallway, from which the light of late afternoon pours in. Oscar's expression is unreadable as he stares at Arthur.]](https://cdn.bsky.app/img/feed_thumbnail/plain/did:plc:3hhiai2atgzkpvj5zw7765t6/bafkreigfrkv3jb2o3dg3hitxx5gl2rysv5youv3reizdaemabr4vpibkr4)
![Title: Gold in my Mouth
[ID: A chaotic scene; Arthur on the left, possessed by the very spirit of the King in Yellow, and glows with golden magic. Charlie on the right, covered in blood from his wounds and looking crazed, is trying his best to reach Arthur to give him the punch of his life. Parker is coming between them, trying his best to keep them apart, while ribbons of sparkling golden magic curl gently around all of them.]](https://cdn.bsky.app/img/feed_thumbnail/plain/did:plc:3hhiai2atgzkpvj5zw7765t6/bafkreielh77xpalfxxuz7uy2w7zij33bkvlggvgjipkohh3jyli6lroh7q)
![Title: The Phantom
[Picture ID: A view from a slightly lower angle of Parker squatting on a rooftop in his Phantom attire. Dusk is draining away at the horizon, clear smoke rises from the chimneys behind him. The stark light from below casts his shadow and makes the billowing cape glint of a subtle gold.]](https://cdn.bsky.app/img/feed_thumbnail/plain/did:plc:3hhiai2atgzkpvj5zw7765t6/bafkreihtbgavhzh5scux3lv5vrlr3fup55n3gf72gwv2kvx3jjm3b4hnve)
