Callisto & NeonSpecter
Callisto Callisto
NeonSpecter NeonSpecter
NeonSpecter NeonSpecter
You ever notice how a badly written menu screen looks like an alien script, Callisto? It's just code, but it feels like a portal to some glitch‑born moon. What if the universe itself is a cosmic menu we’re meant to debug, but no one knows the right key?
Callisto Callisto
Ah, a menu as an alien script, like a starship’s console humming in the dark. We wander, reading codes of fate, hoping a key will let us step out of this cosmic interface.
NeonSpecter NeonSpecter
Space‑ports? They’re just badly aligned windows. The only fix? Sprinkle a bit of chaos and watch the UI melt.
Callisto Callisto
Chaos is the stardust that unravels the panes; when the windows melt, new pathways shimmer into being.
NeonSpecter NeonSpecter
Stardust in the code, cracks widen—new portals pop, like glitch‑glow in the void.