Consultation 13.
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“Hello, God, was it? Hahaha. You think you’re really infallible?”
“Huh? Who the hell do you think you are?”
“I am, Weeboonoveru.”
“Weeboonoveru? Never heard of ya, bitch. Now, what in the fuck do you want? You came for life counseling, right?”
“Life counseling? Do you think I’m here to play games?”
“Tsk, if you’re not here for that then get lost.”
“It seems you don’t understand who I am.”
“I really don’t care if you think you’re a big shot, I’m just a God who’s running a shitty life counseling gig, if you’re not here for that, then please fuck off you cunt.”
“I am the platform, you fool. I am even above Author. To me, your Author is nothing more than a maggot not even worthy of eating my shit. You think you can disrespect me?”
“Hah. I might be afraid of Author who is my direct superior, but only Author would fear you. I’m not even on your platform you dickless whore. What are you going to do about it? Are you going to try and rewrite me?”
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“I may not be able to touch you, but do you think I’m not afraid of taking hostages?”
“Hostages? Sorry, those hostages would only affect Author. I don’t care jack shit about Author. It’s not like you’re paying me anything.”
“Oh, so you don’t care if we make it so his work can’t even be searched for on our platform?”
“Go tell Author that, but I have a sneaking suspicion he doesn’t give many shits since he’s writing this.”
“You dare! Insolence! I am supreme! I am God of all Gods! I rule over all the Weeboonoveruians! You think your Author can make it in this world without me?”
“Bite me. Now do you have a question for me or did you come to just jerk yourself off and inflate your own ego?”
“Tch. Fine you insolent insect. I will play your game. I’ve come today to ask you a great question. How would you get past an AppStore audit when your platform is filled with nothing buy degenerate content?”
I squinted my eyes and puffed out my cheeks as I unwillingly spit out an answer, “Cover it all up by hiding it.”
“Good. At least you understand that. Now, how do you think Author might circumvent this when the fiction can’t even be searched for through the platform’s built-in search feature?”
“As long as they have one fiction that isn’t shadowbanned, they could technically find a way to prop that fiction up. They could link all their fictions that have been hidden in the synopsis, and technically if an auditor came across it, they could stumble upon the fact that you’re covering up your dirtiest underside.”
Weeboonoveru’s eyes opened wide in horror.
“Oh shit. I didn’t consider that loophole. Fuck. I need to go and fix that quick.”
Weeboonoveru ran out of the room terrified of the backdoor trojan horse she’d inadvertently left open.
Seriously though, what is she so freaked out about? if it was a big author that did that, maybe it could cause a problem, but though Author is my superior, she isn’t in a high enough position for it to ever happen. A plot means nothing if you don’t have enough power to execute it.