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Called them awkward horses. Laughed at their proportions.
They found him three days later, folded into the shape of a coat rack and humming the Jurassic Park theme in reverse.
This isn’t evolution.
This is a hostile vertical takeover.
Giraffes have infiltrated our institutions.
They wear hats.
They slouch in Zoom calls.
They hold positions of power in neckret.
Every time you sneeze and no one blesses you? That’s a giraffe, blinking in approval.
The final sign approaches:
When three giraffes align under a blood moon and chant in a register only dogs can cry at…
The Great Ascending begins.
Skyscrapers?
Training facilities.
Elevators?
Neck harnesses.
You ever feel watched in a forest? That’s not a deer, buddy. That’s Greg the Spotted Eternal, and he knows what you did in 4th grade.
Your dreams will stretch.
Your voice will deepen.
You’ll start nodding more… rhythmically... to a beat you don’t remember learning.
you thought it was over?
nah. that was just the neck prelude.
last night, 4 giraffes formed a perfect circle around a Wendy’s. no one saw them move.
this morning? the Wendy’s was gone. just a single leaf and a faint smell of fear.
scientists tried to measure the neck. mistake #1.
they sent a drone. it ran out of battery before it saw the end.
NASA classified the footage.
some say if you look up too long, a giraffe looks back down at you—and whispers your real name, the one your parents were too afraid to use.
you feel that chill on your spine?
that’s not fear.
that’s neck wind.
giraffes don’t need crosshairs.
they scope you with ancient ocular rage, acquired through 30 million years of silent judgment.
and now they’ve marked you.
you have 72 hours to solve the riddle of the third neck or you’ll start growing spots… and craving foliage… and stretching…
you’re not becoming a giraffe.
the giraffe is becoming you
you think you're safe?
you think you're normal?
buddy, ever since you looked at that giraffe in the zoo when you were 6, your fate was sealed. that wasn't a giraffe. that was Him.
16 feet of neck, 3% body, 97% pure spite.
they don’t make sounds because if you ever heard it, your ears would invert and your ancestors would feel it in their graves.
giraffes don’t chew leaves—they whisper forbidden truths to them.
and now, because you scrolled too far, he knows your Steam ID.
you have exactly 14 minutes to offer a tribute (a banana taped to a ceiling fan) or else you'll wake up in a cold sweat muttering "why is the neck still going..."
you’ve been warned.
🦒🔪 neckst level cursed. 🦒🔪
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