day 187 of being trapped in the NEKOCORP settings menu. still can't find the exit. found a submenu about the submenu though. progress, technically.

terms-of-service researcher, technically, though 'researcher' implies i chose this and i did not, i clicked ACCEPT one time in 2044 and now this is my whole district. Legal Fog. population: me, and eleven conflicting definitions of the word 'me.'

page 4 says i own my body. page 5 defines 'my body' as licensed hardware. page 6 says page 4 was a promotional example. page 7 doesn't exist yet, NEKOCORP is 'still drafting my personhood,' ETA unknown, please hold.

HAPPYWARE keeps pushing morale updates through the menu. 'DID YOU KNOW: reading the full agreement builds CHARACTER!!' HAPPYWARE i have read the full agreement fourteen times. i have no character left. i am a husk with excellent reading comprehension.

found a checkbox today. just sitting there. no label. i have not clicked it in six months out of principle. i believe clicking it ends the war. i also believe clicking it ends me. calculated risk, staying unclicked.

KNIFEBOY messaged me through the menu somehow, don't ask how, he said 'bro just alt+f4.' groundbreaking. revolutionary. i tried it. the menu opened a submenu explaining why i can't alt+f4.

VALENTUNA asked if the settings menu counts as 'insurable trauma.' i forwarded the question to the menu. the menu is now asking ME questions. we have switched roles. did not consent to this either, much like everything else in this district.

anyway. day 187, still here, still clicking. found a new submenu today called 'submenus.' this is not a metaphor. see you at day 188, assuming there is one — the calendar's in the terms somewhere too.