Blue Clueless Galaxy: Where Smarts Are a Scam
- Department of Propaganda and Experiences
- Feb 20
- 1 min read
Updated: Mar 3
Outsmarting the locals isn’t an achievement—it’s a warning sign.
Blue Clueless Galaxy boasts “genius” locals too gullible to question it—cults bloom from back rubs, scams pay in glow-rocks, and leaders yap ‘til they’re broke. It’s a brain trust on quicksand, where every big talker’s a mark waiting to flop. The air’s thick with swagger and suckers—a raw, dumb thrill you can’t peel away from.
Ideas soar fast and crash hard—nobody checks the math, just the hype. Economies spike on blind faith, tanking when the robes slip off. You’ll win big if you bluff, lose bigger if you think—a galaxy of cons and grins that hooks you with every dumb twist.
TFRTA lands you in Den’s Crevice, where dragons bet it all and plumb the rest—The Friendly Robot Travel Agency knows a sucker’s goldmine, so pack Wishbones ‘cause brains won’t cut it. This galaxy’s a PTU scam you’ll love to fall for.
Connections:
Den’s Crevice → Dragons bet big and fix leaks.
Wishbones → Scam ‘em before they scam you.
The Annual Komodo Clash → Even dragons lose to dumb luck.
Rick’s Review: “Spa burned my scales off, Komodo Clash cost me a fortune betting dragons, and Crevasse portaled me to broke—Blue Clueless is a con artist’s wet dream, and I’m still mad I fell for it. 3 Tee-Hees—dumb scams hit harder than smart wins.”