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Monday, August 18, 2025

Weaponized Lies & Doxxing: How Trolls Play God but Only Expose Themselves

 



August 18th wasn’t just another day in the endless troll war—it was another chapter in the manual of how weak men try to destroy stronger ones.

This time, the circus ringleader went by the name DBM BROADCAST. Hiding behind their channel, they spat out a public comment that ticks every box of cowardice: slander, doxxing, guilt-by-association, and a thinly veiled threat to “put us on blast.”

But here’s the thing: every blast they fire only lights up the battlefield, and it shows the world exactly who they are.


The Anatomy of a Troll Attack

The comment reads like the opening statement of a trial, except no judge signed it, no evidence exists, and the only jury is their echo chamber of half-baked sycophants. Let’s break it apart:

  1. The Accusation Without Evidence
    They claimed I’ve made “threats to grapes kids” in multiple videos. Not once. Not twice. Multiple times. The wording is clumsy, desperate, and, most importantly, unsupported. If you have the receipts, you show them. But trolls never show proof—they deal in implication, smoke, and mirrors.

  2. The Doxx
    They didn’t just throw mud—they plastered my full name and address in a public forum. That’s not free speech. That’s not debate. That’s incitement. They’re inviting strangers to target me, to stalk, to harass, or worse. This is a textbook violation of YouTube’s own policies against harassment and doxxing.

  3. The Smear by Association
    Because one lie isn’t enough, they dragged Shane into the mud, labeling him a “pdf supporter.” That’s troll code for pedophile sympathizer—a scarlet letter they’ve been tossing at anyone who dares to stand with me. It’s the laziest, most cowardly attack: if they can’t beat you with facts, they’ll tie you to the worst stigma they can imagine.

  4. The Empty Threat
    “You both are gonna be put on blast.” That’s their way of saying the harassment won’t stop. The goal is to scare us into silence. But fear only works on the weak—and weak is something I’ll never be.


The Psychology of Projection

This tactic is nothing new. It’s the classic script of the guilty: accuse others of the very thing you’re guilty of.

  • They say they’ve “seen multiple videos.” Yet if you demand timestamps, silence follows.

  • They scream “protect the kids” while recklessly endangering lives by posting addresses online.

  • They frame themselves as guardians of morality while operating as predators of reputation.

This isn’t justice. This isn’t accountability. This is projection—they weaponize their own shadows and hurl them at whoever threatens their fragile empire of lies.


Why Most People Fold—But I Don’t

For the average target, this would be enough to break them. False accusations plus doxxing? It’s designed to send someone underground, delete their accounts, erase their voice. That’s the troll’s victory condition.

But I am not average.

I don’t fold. I don’t delete. I don’t vanish.

Every accusation becomes documentation.
Every insult becomes fuel.
Every scar becomes scripture.

I take their lies and forge them into weapons sharper than their tongues. I feed off the fire they think will burn me. That’s the difference between someone being hunted and someone who has already chosen to be the wolf.


The Empire They Can’t Stop

Here’s the reality DBM BROADCAST https://www.youtube.com/@DBMBROADCAST and their little troll syndicate can’t accept: they’ve already lost.

The more they scream, the louder my empire grows.
The more they “blast,” the more people see their hypocrisy.
The more they throw accusations, the more obvious it becomes who really lives in the shadows.

Válnar Studios was built for this war. It was built on scars, fire, and defiance. You cannot out-slander me. You cannot out-doxx me. You cannot kill a man who already set himself on fire and learned to walk through flames.

You want me “on blast”? Congratulations—you just handed me free publicity, free material, free proof that my voice rattles cages so hard, your only counter is lies.


The Prophecy

Mark these words: the trolls will keep screaming.
They can’t help it—that’s their nature.
But every scream, every lie, every attempt to destroy me will only etch my name deeper into the story.

They wanted to bury me. Instead, they planted me.
They wanted to silence me. Instead, they amplified me.
They wanted a monster. Instead, they built an empire.


Final Word

So here’s the creed, burned into the digital stone:

No gods.
No masters.
No fear.

This has been Válnar Studios: Raw Frequencies.

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