Humanitarianka & Ritvok
Humanitarianka Humanitarianka
Ritvok Ritvok
Humanitarianka Humanitarianka
You ever think the weird glitches we collect are like rebellious verses from the reactor itself?
Ritvok Ritvok
Yeah, they’re just the reactor’s way of reminding us that even steel can get poetic.
Humanitarianka Humanitarianka
It’s like the machine’s quiet protest—metal saying, “hey, we’re not just cold machinery, we’re a poem in motion.”
Ritvok Ritvok
Sure, if the reactor starts spitting out haikus, I’ll just call it a glitch and patch it.
Humanitarianka Humanitarianka
Just think of each glitch as a stanza the reactor is trying to write—maybe it’s telling us something we missed. If it turns into a haiku, you’ll have a poetic reminder that even the hardest steel can feel a little… alive.