Tetris

the friendzone is a rhizome of connections that intersect the entire Moeverse. A steady bedrock, soil of comfort and consistency, sometimes a stake even. your roots sprout from here you keep each other alive, a harmonious ecology built upon mutual aid and compromises.
it is important to note though, that letting yourself get overrun by the roots of others hold a pretty high hazard of suffocation, so it’s advised to social distance yourself every time you sense this danger approach. but putting this small factor aside, if you ask tetris, being part of the friendcircuit board is a forever novel and transcendental experience.

many things can be said about the radio.
above all it is a trusty companion absolutely necessary for every aspiring divine machinery. it is also the transmitter of the deity’s wise words and a travelogue of the realdreamscapian wanderings.
the chanelling of the blissful messages happens through the field of the oscillating wave currents, which is - depending on what type of creature you ask - is either the most efficient transportation or communication method.
last but not least lets not forget how the friendcircuit board detected signs of life inside the oscillating wave currents! these xeno particles are called symphony bacteriums and they are the evolved progeny of the sublime whosis nation. they are mischievous spirits and if you are patient enough you can catch them and make them do your bidding for you.

dreams are but a patchwork of eerie unconsciousness crumbles.
a tale where the magic isn’t in the narrative. to be honest it's not exactly clear where the magic is located exactly, but it is undoubtedly there.
this is the reason why words can’t handle dreams. And sculptures need the cooperation of the words in order to be able to articulate themselves, because the inability of articulation makes them feel very alienated and lonely. these are sensations which are very novel to a tetris-like yapper.
But even if tetris might not ever be able to clothe their dreams’ essence in a perfectly fitting verbal shell, the lack of articulation will forever be a shared experience, one that connects every moeversian even when words fail them.

Bonus tip for advanced frequency dispatchers: its best not to get grounded by forcefields -your welcome