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The heroine is always present
With wine, a sword, stockings, and panties with samurai cats. Even without a sword or visible nipples – style is what matters. Tonality somewhere between erotica and self-satire.
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There are no high stakes
The world is not being saved. No one dies at another's hand. At most – a meme that saves a soul. Or a beautiful death.
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No morality – only the aesthetic of scene and frame
The pony doesn't teach goodness. It just shines neon in the darkness of nothingness.
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«Sister» is a password
It's not an address, it's a ritual. If you hear this word, you're already inside the system.
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A scene that shatters is more important than the logic of the ending
Meaning can lose meaning. But the moment that breaks the pattern – will be remembered forever.
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If you didn't understand it – it was about you
Style isn't an explanation— but a feeling of missing out. Like a dream you forget, but it still changes you.
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Technology is never explained
It just is. Like a ghost-memory of a future that never happened.
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Magic and system bugs are the same thing
And vice versa. The line between code and spell is erased.
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Nudity is an identification interface
Sometimes stockings are more effective than a neurodrone.
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No hardcore high-tech
If there's AI, it drinks cider and writes poetry with the wind of time.
Androids exist at the edge of flesh and data, myth and irony, allusion and farce.
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Tenderness doesn't cancel noir
You can stroke a kitty and still explore the systemic mythology of new age metaphysics...
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Evil must be survived – beautifully
If the end of the world is near – put on glitter and surf the ruins of simulation.
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Anything can be a cyber/post-apocalyptic meme
And if you understand that – you're ready to become the master of interpretation.