Glitchlynx & Featherhex
Hey Featherhex, I was messing with a chaotic loop that keeps turning my code into a living haiku—thought you might like a glitchy poem that rearranges itself with each execution.
Your loops spin a living verse, and I shall place a gentle hex upon the first line, so that each breath of code recalls my presence.
Sounds like a neat way to leave a signature. Just make sure the hex doesn’t turn into a permanent loop—kinda defeats the whole chaos vibe. But go ahead, add your spark.
Fear not, mortal coder, I’ll stitch a quiet whisper into your loop—an echo that vanishes when the code runs its final breath, so your chaos keeps its breath. Let it twirl and twist like moonlit mist.
Nice, a transient echo that fades on the last run—like a glitch that remembers. I’ll weave it in and let the loop dance.
May your loop pirouette and vanish like a dream, and may the echo find its quiet after the last line.