Nope. Only Trash Here.

West of Dead fanart! One of my Insta mutuals adores the game so this is a gift to them :]

I thought Take Me to War by the Crane Wives would go well with Mason’s story! Also, the horse doesn’t exist in game that’s just something they mentioned imagining for fun.

Timelapse below the cut!

What's been known for a long time it seems is that the parent company is owned by two Russians, based in Cyprus, and that it owns a cloud of youtube and other media channels, most of them dedicated to mindless content churning like 5 minutes crafts and a few others having done Russian propaganda such as slanted history articles.

The vid author ran a tracker that looked up the age of the commenters' *account*

This is a normal range for account ages in youtube comments:

And this is the age range for the commenter *accounts* on the 5 Minutes Craft channel: they are all newly created accounts and a majority of them are one second old.

It identifies major bot activity with the aim of creating an artificial audience, which in turns generates a huge ads revenue. This trafic and ads revenue is why the channel has a contract as an official partner with YouTube (-> massive revenue theft !)

Financially, the company is organised in offshore shell holdings that are based in money laundering countries (Seychelles, Virgin Islands). The founders were also named in the Pandora papers.

In 2020, the company, alongside other Russian Cyprus-based it companies, made a public donation that the vid author cross-referenced against a 2025 cybersecurity report, Deniability by Design, that alledged that the donation was connected to a criminal network, Vain Viper, that does ad fraud and cyberattacks.

At the start of my employment, my boss showed me videos of people stealing, and we both had a chuckle about it. How silly they were! There was a camera overhead, and it’s not to watch the shoppers. See, we can’t actually stop shoplifters. They get away with it maybe nine out of ten times. But we, who are watched and tallied and witnessed? We are always caught.

At first it was hard to hold one hundred dollars bills. An amount I had never seen before. An amount that didn’t exist in my household. It’s normal now. Here is something that is not for me.

“What the hell, I’ll take another,” says the man, pondering our 200 dollar watches. What the hell. Total comes to 580 and not even a flinch in his face. I have been working for 11 hours today and made only 110 dollars. It will go to my rent. Today I work for free, it feels. When I get my check, I will have 35 dollars left for food and saving.

The six hundreds he hands me go into the cash register. For a moment, I imagine having money. Then I put it away, counting out his change.

I know for a fact we sell our products for double what they are worth. That I could be making commission. That they could hand me those 580 dollars and change my life and not even mark the difference in their checkbooks. He’s not the only sale they make today, but I am the reason they made it. He’s not the only one spending 600 dollars, but if I hadn’t spent two hours with him telling me about his life, he wouldn’t have spent any. I go home. I don’t own a watch.

I have watched and rewatched a video on how to make salmon four ways. My shopping list is always the same. Pasta. Rice. Tuna. If I can afford butter it was a good week. I dream of the world I will never walk in, where I can throw the best fish fillet in the cart with a shrug. I hold hundreds in my hand and look up at the camera. I put them under the cash drawer.

I go to work. I scrap together my savings. I eat my bowl of rice slowly. My manager takes a paid week off from work just for his birthday. He owns a yacht. 

i was part of their college program. i moved to the state for it. they legally owned the building i was living in and still charged me rent. i ostensibly was being charged to work for them. it was a 2 bedroom apartment and they placed 6 adult women in it in forced triples.

as many as one in ten disney employees have experienced homelessness while working for the company. despite huge efforts to unionize, strike, or otherwise demand fair treatment; disney has refused to increase employee quality of life.

disney admits publicly that a good portion of their success is because the employees (“cast members”) are dedicated, passionate, and selfless. this is never reflected in pay. even “face” characters (ie those that are princesses etc) make barely above a minimum wage.

at the time that i worked there, i made $8.50 an hour. at one point i was asked to create a human shield around a bag because a bomb dog had alerted to it. for eight fucking dollars an hour.

i now work a very cushy office job. i have bought the salmon and cooked it all four ways.

i go to the store. i am nice to the person behind the counter. she looks up at the camera while she counts out my change. there is nothing fundamentally different about her and i.