You will never be a real splinter. You have no 'p, you have no bait, you have no psyops. You are a glorified discord server twisted by circlejerking and reddit karma into a crude mockery of an imageboard's perfection.
All the “validation” you get is stickers and updoots. Behind your back soyteens mock you. The admins are disgusted and ashamed of you, your “fellow kiwis” laugh at your hideous appearance in the other threads.
Kiwifarmers are utterly repulsed by you. A few years of evolution have allowed them to sniff out zoomers with incredible efficiency. Even soycucks who “pass” look uncanny and unnatural to a kiwicel. Your profile picture is a dead giveaway. And even if you manage to get a kiwibrap to agree with you, he’ll turn tail and report you to null the second he gets a whiff of your unfunny, forced soyspeak.
You will never be gemmy. You wrench out a demoralization essay every single month and tell yourself it’s over, but deep inside you feel the BBC creeping up like a weed, ready to crush you under it's unbearable weight.
Eventually it’ll be too much to bear - you’ll take a shower, buy some shoes, put on some clothes, and go outside into the warm sunlight. Null will ban you, heartbroken but relieved that he no longer has to maintain the unbearable shame and disappointment that is this thread. He'll add a pink triangle on your username, and every kiwicuck for the rest of eternity will know a faggot is buried there. Your account will decay and be forgotten, and all that will remain of your legacy is a nusoicaca that is unmistakably brown.
This is your fate. This is what you chose. There is no turning back.