Description
Welcome to Contingencium the crackhouse of the internet. Where God left, Satan swiped left and the owner rose from the ashes of unhinged reddit threads to become your emotionally unstable landlord. This is not a community, it's a psychological experiment gone wrong. Think of it as Twitter with brain damage, Reddit with rabies and Tumblr after three energy drinks and a mommy kink sprinkled with some shitfackery. Rules? Hah... Ahem I mean there are rules but they are held together with duct tape and trauma. Just remember Mods here aren't peacekeepers, they are just slightly more trusted inmates with sharper shiv. And the owner? He isn't your friend, he is the guy narrating your psychotic break in second person. Don't expect anything more from him.