You're all supposed to be SCHOLARS, the bearers of THE HALLS. But instead of keeping the tradition alive, what do I see? Dead threads, schizo ramblings, tourists running wild, and worst of all, moeshitters EVERYWHERE. This place used to mean something. Now it’s a fucking wasteland. We had something here. A culture. A way of doing things. And now? It’s ruined. Ruined by people who couldn’t be bothered to gatekeep it. The quality? A fucking disgrace. The OC? Dead. Do you even know what it takes to keep a place like this alive? It’s not just some thread, it’s THE HALLS. A legacy. And I’m the only one who seems to give a shit.
This thing was built on something real. Since time immemorial, shitposting and memes kept it strong. It’s a cycle; SCHOLARS create, the culture grows. But now? Now I gotta stand here, hat in my hand, reminding you what this place used to be...AND I DON'T WANNA HEAR ABOUT DRAGON BALL DAIPA EITHER!
That’s it. That’s all I got to say. Frankly, I’m depressed and ashamed.