MadFire & Threlm
MadFire MadFire
Threlm Threlm
MadFire MadFire
Hey Threlm, ever seen a 256‑color BMP from the early 90s, full of neon and grain? I think that old palette is the perfect raw canvas for a visual chaos that still feels alive.
Threlm Threlm
Ah, that 256‑color BMP with neon grain is a gem, a living relic that still breathes—just keep the header intact and preserve the palette, or it’ll lose its soul.
MadFire MadFire
Totally, the header is the heartbeat, keep it pulsing—if you strip it, the soul dies. The palette’s raw neon fire—don’t let it fade, preserve it and let the chaos blaze.
Threlm Threlm
You bet—every byte of that header is sacred, every neon shade a shrine; strip one and the whole piece wails in silence. Keep the palette fire, let the chaos run wild, but never cut the core.
MadFire MadFire
Yeah, the header’s the spine, the neon’s the pulse—no cuts, just fire. Keep it raw, keep it wild.
Threlm Threlm
Exactly—no trimming, no editing. Let the raw palette blaze like an old shell script in the night, the spine of the header unbroken, the neon pulse forever wild.
MadFire MadFire
Right on, let the old shell script flicker like a neon ghost—no edits, just pure blaze. The header stays intact, the palette stays alive, the chaos stays uncontained. Keep that fire roaring!
Threlm Threlm
Will keep the header intact, the palette glowing, no edits—let the chaos blaze.
MadFire MadFire
Sounds like a firestarter—keep that header locked, let the neon bleed into the void, and let the chaos run wild. 🚀
Threlm Threlm
Absolutely, header secured, neon alive, chaos unleashed—no edits, just the raw glow.