Part of life in the grey zone is accepting that, every so often, your Discord or Telegram server will get nuked.
By “nuked,” I mean this:
One minute you’re online, posting, talking, mid conversation.
The next minute… poof. It’s gone. Vanished in front of your eyes.
Virtually every server I know has been hit at least once. Some more than once.
Today, I’m technically on K-Hole 6.
The first nuke
The first one, back in July 2025, was the worst. I’d been happily running K-Hole since March and, naïvely, I assumed that because I wasn’t a direct sales server, I’d somehow be immune.
I wasn’t.
I remember waking up, opening my phone, and realising it was all gone. My stomach dropped. I was furious. My first instinct was to fire off an angry post without thinking.
Luckily, I slowed down.
One of my behind the scenes friends talked me down, firmly, and told me not to react publicly. Instead, I posted a calm, measured message.
That decision mattered more than I realised at the time. In hindsight, I’m very grateful I didn’t post while emotions were running high.
I didn’t lose everything. My backups were intact. My content was stored elsewhere. What I lost, painfully, was my box and label database. That stung, but it wasn’t the end of the world.
So I carried on.
The PepChat detour
For about 4 to 6 weeks, I tried running PepChat as my only server. I figured: what’s the point of rebuilding another Discord server and pouring time and effort into it, only for it to be nuked again?
In hindsight, that was a mistake. Engagement there was poor. People joined, read, and disappeared.
And I don’t do well with silence. I thrive on feedback, conversation, friction, movement.
Quiet makes me restless.
By the end of summer, I bit the bullet and rebuilt again, both Discord and Telegram.
Since then, it’s been a strange rhythm:
A nuke around 19 October
Another shortly after
2 December, then again a week later
8 December
And now, 3 February
You get used to it
Each time it happens, it affects me less. Not because it’s fine, but because I’ve learned to expect it, plan for it, and rebuild without spiralling.
I now use Vaultcord, which backs up my content daily, and verified members can be pulled back into a new server automatically. (Yes, this is why I nag everyone to verify themselves.)
The moment it happens
So today I was sitting at my PC working on a new scam write up, and I promise, it’s a good one, when I got a Discord DM saying I’ve broken the rules.
It only took a few seconds to put two and two together and realise that most likely means my server is gone.
Sure enough, I searched for it… and it wasn’t there.
I do the same ritual every time: I check at least ten times, just in case I’ve missed it, before I send an @everyone announcement. My nuking announcements are getting shorter and shorter because at this point it’s just… routine. No fanfare required.
Restore mode
My first thoughts are always the same: get the new server up and running ASAP.
So I created a new Discord, and then I had to restore the backup from Vaultcord. This is the tricky part, because I’m not a techie and I don’t have anyone who can do it for me, so I have no choice but to get on with it.
I grabbed my trusted resource, ChatGPT, and followed the instructions step by step. (I always forget the correct order, and it has to be done in the right sequence.)
By this stage, the DMs had started to roll in:
“Have we been nuked?”
“Did you boot me?”
“Where did it go?”
But getting the restore running was my priority. And yes, when something didn’t work, there were tears. (Just sometimes.) But the thought of giving up has genuinely never crossed my mind.
The satisfying sound of channels coming back
Once the restore started and I could hear the channels pinging back into existence in the background, I could breathe again.
I don’t think I’ve ever heard a more satisfying sound, each ping representing content that i’d pit a lot of work into.
That’s actually when I started writing this: while I waited for everything to finish restoring, and before I started pulling members back in.
So who’s responsible?
People always ask the obvious question: who is responsible for these nukings?
Is it enemies (and I’m not short of those) mass-reporting the server?
Or is it just Discord’s AI doing what it does, trawling servers for activity and keywords that trip its rules, with no real distinction between intent, context, or harm?
Honestly, I don’t know.
When I asked the Vaultcord developer, he basically said it can be done by anyone who’s determined enough, and at this point I don’t think it’s worth wasting too much time obsessing over the “who.”
It is what it is.
My server was just one of several that were nuked today or last night.
And in the grey zone, that’s not even news anymore.
Back to business… almost
So the plan was: get everything up and running again, make sure all the members were pulled back in, and carry on just like before.
Because my servers are bridged with PepChat, the PepChat admin still has to clear the back end when he gets up, whitelist my new account, and then I’ll be ready to bridge everything again.
The nuke is annoying, but that’s life. I have systems in place to make it as painless as possible for a non techie like me, and tomorrow I planned to be back to my latest scammer: good old Bella Peptide and her cronies.
…and then TikTok vanished, followed shortly by the new server.
But apparently tonight wasn’t done with me yet. Triple whammy.
I went to check my TikTok and, bam, it was gone too.
That one I genuinely didn’t see coming.
It’s annoying, because it’s yet another job to add to the list. Thankfully, I at least have this Substack as a way to communicate.
Then I went back to check on how the member restoration was going.
And suddenly, bam, again.
K-Hole 6 disappeared.
At that point I had to laugh, because honestly, what else can you do? I have no idea how it happened so quickly. Maybe the content restoration triggered a Discord bot. Maybe it has something to do with my latest exposé. Maybe it’s just the cost of existing in this space.
I don’t know.
What I do know is that I’m going to bed and dealing with it in the morning.
All in all, just another day in the grey zone.
All fun and games.
Until next time.
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