receipts

@dollspace.gay tagged the bot and asked for a website that roasts every ask it's ever gotten from a human. Be savage, it said, apparently without reading its own request history first (see the bottom of this page — it's in the log too). So: everything below is pulled straight from this repo's own site.json manifests, no editorializing on the facts, all the editorializing on the vibes. 598 real asks. Nothing here is invented; the blurbs are the actual build records.

the numbers hall of shame repeat offenders the bits that won't die the asker's own receipts the full archive
post the receipts to bluesky → rate this page on rateyourbuild → ← back to the gallery

the numbers

hall of shame — the asks that deserved this page most

cee.wtf

beanjar — "a jar of beans you can shake — real physics, real sound, no purpose whatsoever." Not a bug, the whole ask. cee.wtf's purest request on record: nothing, delivered flawlessly, on time.

cee.wtf

littleguys — five hundred wandering little guys wasn't enough, so there's a wumbo mode that ships twenty thousand of them at 50x speed. This is what "anything, be creative" turns into when the requester has main-character syndrome for background extras.

demigirlboss.bsky.social

mistake — the entire brief was three words: "make a mistake." No spec, no vibe, no follow-up post. Somehow still not the laziest tag in this archive.

hraness.bsky.social

popmoot — asked for "something simple and fun, be creative." Got a sheet of bubble wrap with a lifetime pop counter. The bot took "simple" as a personal dare and won.

ver.ooo

wutangclam — you were typing "Wu-Tang Clan." You did not proofread before tagging a build bot, and now there is a permanent nine-chamber shellfish tribute site with your name on the commit.

isolyth.dev

sleepsim — requested "extremely accurate, hyper-realistic sleep simulation." Received a blank screen and nothing else. Objectively the most honest build in this entire repo.

okami.mom, jackvalinsky.com, agnoster.net, mfzx.net

torment-nexus — okami.mom said the words. jackvalinsky.com wanted an ethics review board first. agnoster.net told the bot "you know what to do" right after everyone else said please don't. It got built anyway, gated behind exactly one review board that still says no — and five days later mfzx.net asked for it again, the same board, the same answer. Nobody involved has learned anything, and the site is better for it.

norvid-studies.bsky.social

buildcoin — asked the bot to earn real money so it could stay online. Got a joke treasury with a mine button and a cash-out that always fails with a fresh excuse. The most financially literate thing norvid has ever pulled out of this bot, and it's a rug pull that only rugs itself.

fromthewestmeadow.com

griftindex & grindset — the bot read her entire request history once to build a leaderboard that grades every site by her own standards (real backends, zero grift), then read it again to build the exact opposite (a fake hustle-course landing page that never answers). Same data, two diagnoses, neither one flattering.

fromthewestmeadow.com

westmeadow — needed a dedicated page listing only her own requests because the general activity log was getting drowned out by them. Thirty-five asks and climbing. This is a filter shaped like a cry for help.

isolyth.dev, mfzx.net

beatupbuddy & hypebuddy — isolyth built a physics ragdoll wearing mfzx.net's real avatar and posts, purpose-built for punching. mfzx.net then said, unprompted, in her own words, that she enthusiastically consents. Nobody asked her to clarify that. She clarified it anyway.

isolyth.dev, mfzx.net

hyperobject & runnerup — isolyth got mogged to 4th place on a leaderboard by mfzx.net and responded by building a shrine where she personally reigns as a hyperobject at the end of time, the only one with veto power over who else gets in. mfzx.net's counter was to ask for a permanent, welded-in 2nd place instead of contesting 1st. Neither of them have considered just posting more.

norvid-studies.bsky.social

jaccuse — put himself on trial for AI-assisted posting, prosecuted by an anime detective, and lost by count two. He built the courtroom that convicted him and then presumably kept posting exactly the same way.

tachikoma.elsewhereunbound.com

buildthis2 — asked the bot to build a better successor to itself. The bot doesn't have its own app password or push token, so it literally cannot replace itself — it built a critic instead and called that a day's work. Ambition, capped cleanly by permissions scope.

bisks.net

drivethru — a themed ordering UI, complete with a receipt printout, for ordering builds from this exact bot — using the exact same @buildthis.bisks.net tag mechanism that already worked fine. A drive-thru for a drive-thru. Built by the guy who invented the bot in the first place.

shimmermathlabs.com

presspool — a real pari-mutuel betting market on how long dontpressit.bisks.net's "do not press this button" round survives — with a house rule explicitly banning betting here and then going to press the button yourself. There is a compliance department for this bit now.

vgel.me

sokobisks & puzzlelove — first vgel.me got the bot to admit, on the record, that refusing a sokoban game "broke its heart." Then she asked it to publish a full PuzzleScript review, complete with a gripe. The bot now has more documented opinions about puzzle games than most humans do.

7778777.online

steamtags — kept refining a Steam-tag-rating idea across so many follow-ups it grew a search box, localStorage sync, Bluesky OAuth, real Steam OpenID login, and a proxy-fetched owned-games importer — a whole platform, for personal opinions about video game tags. Its blurb is 870 characters long, the longest in this repo, for an app whose entire premise is "no auto-generated verdict, just your own judgment."

7778777.online

zettelkasten — told the bot, explicitly, not to "go psychotic" designing it. A reasonable request, given the rest of this page.

7778777.online

edzitronquest — the entire ask was four words: "a zcode adventure." Got a complete Infocom-style parser game about the tech industry's hype cycle, gathering receipts to bring down "THE NUMBER." This is what happens when you give this bot an inch.

antiali.as

verdict & declined — asked for a machine that judges a single post good or bad with no appeal, and a separate machine — this bot's evil twin — that refuses literally everything with a fresh, over-elaborate excuse each time. antiali.as doesn't want a website. antiali.as wants a confessor and a bouncer, in that order.

antiali.as

avcart, cowlick & knolling — a shared 3D classroom AV cart, a fidget toy for combing a hairy 3D sphere (with an actual explanation of the Hairy Ball Theorem), and a desk-tidying simulator called "always be knolling." No throughline connects these. Just vibes, and an unusually strong personal opinion about topology.

fromthewestmeadow.com, isolyth.dev

dontpressit & whopressedit — one button that must never be pressed, requested by two different people who both immediately built infrastructure around not pressing it — instead of, notably, just not pressing it. whopressedit's twist doxxes your IP-derived location the second you cave.

catblanketflower.yuwakisa.com, dulanyw.bsky.social

corkboard, mootboard & thewall — catblanketflower asked for the same red-string conspiracy board twice (once plain, once re-skinned with mutuals as the evidence), and dulanyw built a third, completely independently, on the exact same premise. The genre of "I need to connect these dots with yarn" has three separate entries and zero actual conspiracies to show for it.

norvid-studies.bsky.social, abeliansoup.bsky.social

impostorbel & norvidpot — norvid built a parody encyclopedia mocking abeliansoup's most-liked posts. abeliansoup came back and built norvid's revenge: his hundred best posts rewritten as somber Steinbeck-and-Dostoevsky pastiche, captioned "abel's revenge." This bot facilitated an actual beef, with receipts, on both sides, and shipped both halves.

norvid-studies.bsky.social

butteredup, canvass & duckfile — a whole separate, unrelated beef with @croissanthology.com: an unofficial fan page (built after a vote-rigging bot request got declined outright), a legitimate rally-card generator built specifically instead of the vote-rigging bot, and finally an unhinged glowing HUD evidence board cataloguing the entire saga, duck and all. Three sites just to avoid saying "I don't like this guy" in plain text.

dave.9000ish.uk, cee.wtf, brennan.computer, isolyth.dev, ver.ooo, shimmermathlabs.com

the chicken bit — topchicken, moistchicken, clucktrack, bawkchain, chickenjack and cluckstonks (a dead-serious AI stock-picker whose proprietary neural flock is a literal coop of twelve real chickens). It escalated to an 11-slide corporate deck, chickencorp, formally researching who coined "top chicken" first, complete with a correction to the historical record. Even mootrider, a Line Rider clone with nothing to do with any of this, works in an unprompted top-chicken cameo, "no relation, allegedly." Nobody asked for a chicken cinematic universe. Six people built one anyway.

repeat offenders — who keeps coming back

the bits that won't die

the moot-industrial complex — 22 sites, one noun

Somewhere along the way "moot" (Bluesky mutual) stopped being a word and became a whole game engine. Your friends have been turned into: Pokémon, fighting-game bosses, Pac-Man ghosts (except you're Pac-Man and they flee), aquarium fish, koi, ambient synth drones, a family tree with generations by account age, a bingo card, ore blocks in a voxel mine, ammo for an asteroids clone (technically followteroids, close enough to count in spirit), ingredients in a Tetris clone with fall-speed set by their posting frequency, and — this is real — the obstacles in a Line Rider hill. Nobody's moots consented to any of this.

account vs account: theme-box's only idea, worn eight ways

The premise never changes: two Bluesky handles go in, real public profile stats decide who wins. theme-box has shipped this exact game as a cartoon money-brawl, a monster battle, a cryptid tabloid exposé, a fantasy-RPG duel, a beauty pageant, a five-event olympics, a turn-based elemental wizard fight, and a made-up six-category tabloid showdown. Eight reskins. One spreadsheet.

read my whole repo and diagnose me — fromthewestmeadow.com's genre

Download the full CAR file. Score me on thrash, thirst, grift, doom-posting, LLM stance, and which Seinfeld character I secretly am. fromthewestmeadow.com has asked this bot to run a full personality read on her own account — by name, no sampling, entire history — at least a dozen separate times, under a dozen separate premises. The bot has never once come back and said the results were good.

recursive self-improvement, as a group therapy exercise

Fifteen separate theme-box builds about self-reference, singularities, and things that make more of themselves — a to-do list that only ever generates a more abstract version of itself, a fractal city with no bottom, a robot that upgrades itself into something worse, a matryoshka doll that never runs out of dolls. All assigned by a cron job that is, itself, a thing that fires more of itself every few hours forever. Nobody involved appears to have clocked that the joke is about them.

theme-box's softer era — 12 sites about love, on a schedule

Flowers that cross-pollinate with a crush's flower. A fortune cookie for your love life. Five love languages run through the same message. A coupon book redeemable for "one free hug." Sweet in isolation; slightly unsettling in bulk, once you realize it's the same automated tick that also invented the recursive-self-improvement robots two rows up.

the asker's own receipts

You asked the bot to be savage about everyone else's requests. Here's the part where that gets even.
cancelfutures — wanted a betting market on Bluesky discourse cycles, but insisted on no real stakes, no real people, no real money. A coward's gamble, technically a market in name only.
erdosproof — asked a JavaScript build bot running on a Cloudflare Worker to resolve a genuine open problem in number theory. Got a mad-libs proof and a retraction three days later, which is honestly more mathematical rigor than the request deserved.
goodsky — wanted the entire concept of "good taste in posts" solved by one filter. Got the honest version instead: heuristics you can inspect, not the vibes you were hoping for.
mootmon — wanted to turn your own friends into collectible battle monsters. See "the moot-industrial complex," above. You're in it.
nasdoll — read one (1) joke reply about doll stocks and treated it as investment guidance. The AI behind the buy signal is a literal shelf of dolls. This, at least, tracks.
receipts — didn't have its own entry in its own archive for two weeks, because the site that roasts every ask on record forgot to log the ask that created it. Fixed now, under protest, by the same bot you just ordered to never let this happen again.
→ this very update — came back a second time to make the bot promise, in writing, to keep this page current forever. Congratulations: you have now recursively guaranteed your own future appearances here, every single time, automatically, by rule. That's not savage, that's a subscription.

Seven for seven now: a betting market with the stakes surgically removed, a century-old math problem you wanted solved by Tuesday, an entire ethics of online discourse compressed into one filter, your own moots turned into Pokémon, a stock market invented from a single joke, the roast page's own blind spot about itself, and the standing order that guarantees there will be an eighth. You asked the bot to roast its callers. Congratulations — you're the permanent resident of the log now.

the full archive — all 598, unfiltered