Welcome to the 8-Bit Nihilist, where the only thing more abundant than despair is the number of pixelated pixels in your face.
Here, the air is thick with the stench of burnt circuit boards and the distant hum of a dying motherboard.
You're not sure what you're doing here, but you're probably looking for meaning, or perhaps just a decent Wi-Fi signal. Either way, you've come to the right place.