Json Titor

Jason Parser and Chad O'fork already shadowforked LINK 4 different times. It's over stinkies, OVER!

You get off the transport ship, and you hear over the intercom

>Welcome to Spaceport 3, in orbit around: Mars. This orbital platform was made possible by the Cardano Foundation.

You're thirsty, and walk over to a nearby vending machine

>Find inner peace with an ice cold ZEN. Please insert ADA

>the year is 2028
>the fbi has finally found a trail of big mac wrappers leading to their target
>at the end of a trail, a lone door stands between the FBI and the Nail salon this sick bastard "sergey" claims as his headquarters
>They swiftly kick in the door to find a trail punched of the dust from the unused floor of the nail salon leading to the restroom
>fbi carefully steps over the asian lady bones and follows the trail and the sound of ravenous eating coming from the bathroom
>as they enter, they see a lone tripod camera aimed towards one of the stalls
>all they can hear is pig squeals and the ruffling of wrappers as they approach the stall guns drawn
>"hands up dirtbag" the officer says as he turns into the stall, only to find sergey live streaming himself eating 49 big macs
>Sergey is only able to let loose "M-muh oracoools" as he leans forward to attempt to eat the officer
>the officers open fire, sergey's 400 lb body falls off the toilet to reveal Jason Parser's remains stuffed inside.
>The autists funds were never recovered, and the location of the shadowfork remains unknown, it died with jason.

Jokes on you ethplorer.io/address/0x877fb817d5de492d20ec3190a812f6430e8faeba#pageSize=100

Hows it feel to be over 40 and posting on an anime message board?

only 90s fags remember john titor

>What is Steins;Gate

A man in exoskeleton armor approaches you and speaks through his voicebox.
>Get in line with the others inmate, no time for refreshments.
The hard blazing soil of Mars awaits you, in the distance spans nothing but the cold blue cooling chambers of Minecamp Satoshi-785.
An intercom crackles near the landing strip.
>All miners direct yourself to loading bay 3 of the St. Charlie district for immediate processing
The golden gates are fake and you know it. Beyond it lies your new home, Satoshi-785, an endless mining corridor dedicated to the sole purpose of keeping the bloated crypto monstrosity alive.
People say it lives beneath the surface, but you know it's intangible, like a miasma of mediocrity.
Your ticker tape wristband clicks.
>Bitcoin -78% in the past 9 nanoseconds, brace for correction
Panic should overtake you, but you know the drill.
>80 unvingtillion Thether printed, correction finished
You pass out in your bunk from the exhaustion of travel, knowing that before you lies a life of servitude.
You drift into a dreamless sleep, reassured by the fact that you're not bound by the scam that is fiat currency.

Sounds like you remember?
>Hows it feel to be over 40 and posting on an anime message board?

im 92 and shitpost better than you

>DELUDED

>not gonna make it

Chainlink is a cult at this point in history. They will be remembered as the most deluded, kool aid drinking pajeets in crypto history.

On Veeky Forums anyway, no one else has heard of chainlink...

>Ethereum is a cult at this point in history. They will be remembered as the most deluded, kool aid drinking pajeets in crypto history.

That's the level of delusion we're dealing with, folks. I rest my case, kek. Enjoy selling you bags to each other.