| fowlplay4 |
12-08-2011 04:44 AM |
Skillmaster19 desperate for attention heads to the Graalonline forums for one last attempt to get accepted into the community and begins to title his new thread.
"Ha Graal is so stupid I can't believe I ever cared about this game. Everyone will get a kick out of the bashing of the lack of story in the game." he moaned out loud while proceeding to peck at his keys on keyboard with his stubby fingers, each press resulting in an feeling of ecstasy.
After submitting his new thread, he sat and began to wait for the response of the community. Refreshing the page manually every 5 seconds waiting instead of relying on email or rss alerts.
"Good thing unixmad installed Incapsula, I would of never been able to refresh the page as frequently without causing the server to crash" Skillmaster exclaimed.
Hours later...
Fp4 returns to his computer after a long day of robbing a methadone clinics, stabbing prostitutes, kidnapping, and vigilante work. Blitzed out of his mind from the numerous lines of cocaine he snorted off his victims begins to formulate a response to the ****tiest thread he's ever witnessed Skillmaster19 post.
The response was so elegant, magical, and to the point when Skillmaster19 began to comprehend it he began to cry uncontrollably. Unable to cope with his emotions he smashed his monitor and proceeded to etch FP4 into his chest with the shards of glass from his CRT monitor, each cut deeper than the last.
Hours passed...
His parents begin to call out for Skillmaster19 and attempt to enter his room. "Open the ****ing door or I'll ****ing break it down you ****!" his father demanded. After the moment of silence his father proceeded to take down the door.
Upon smashing the door down, he witnessed his only child in a pool of blood and the numerous FP4 cuts etched into his body. Shocked by the incident he begins to beat his wife and blaming her for allowing their son to do this for himself. In an attempt to save her life she grabbed the piece of glass from her sons hand and swung toward her husband's jugular. She was successful but it was too late. While beginning to drown his own blood he delivered a fatal blow to his wife.
In a single post FP4 had succeeded in wiping out an entire family, but he did not care, he returned his exciting life of crime while periodically checking for **** threads to participate in.
The end.
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