100% satire. If you actually do these you are the larp. That's the joke.
Follow the checklist. Skip the coding. Flex relentlessly. Real recognizes fake.
You don't code — you prompt. Keep an AI tab open like a life-support machine. If someone asks a technical question, "one sec" and go ask the robot. Your whole personality is a system prompt.
No bio link, no credibility. Custom cursor, autoplay song, a blurry anime banner, 4 discord icons that go nowhere. Get one at guns.lol or ez.bio.
Real larps don't write code. If you absolutely must, it is Python and only Python. Type import requests once and you're basically three-letter-agency now. Anything with a semicolon is a psyop.
Open a black terminal, run ping on an IP, and tell everyone you "took their WiFi offline." It does nothing. That's fine. The flex is the terminal being black, not the packets.
Screenshot a six-figure balance you do not have. Blur exactly one number "for privacy." Casually leave it in your pfp story. Never explain how you earned it, because you didn't.
"We're currently investigating." "My team flagged this." There is no we. There is no team. There is you, in the dark, with a rotating AI sub and a ping window.
It's the free one. You are extremely traceable. But the word "untraceable" must appear in every third sentence, ideally next to "operational security."
Green characters falling down a screen = instant hacker. Bonus larp points for sunglasses in the pfp and a hoodie you never take off, even indoors, even in July.
One click. Copies a certified larp brag to your clipboard. Paste it in any group chat and watch respect you did not earn roll in.
