Yes, I realize I already have a story I should be writing, I will continue to write it, but right now, I don't see the point in writing something no one will give a damn to read.
Newgronds BBS has almost always maintained a steady overall peace. The minor flame wars and bickering users only affect the users involved, but the moderators and admins have always kept it under control, untill one day...
Chapter 1: The Origin
Black_Cat cut himself a piece of cake that snow_templar had sent to him. I had been a few days earlier, when Black_Cat won a contest, and the host, snow_templar, had sent him the prize; a chocolate-raspberry cake.
"Heh, I shouldn't be eating this much, but who cares? It's my B-day."
It was June 1st, and Black_Cat solemnly garfed down half of the cake. No one had come to celebrate the day, there was no one in the cities of the BBS he knew well. Sure, there were the mods, celebreties, but he only knew about them, not what he could've wished. Life in the BBS was a Do-or-Die wrld, and if you couldn't get a standing household, you couldn't live. Black_Cat was no longer hungry, so he tossed the rest of the cake out of his apartment window down to the whining, desperate noobs and newbs.
Black_Cat lived in a thread called Twelve-year old that doesn't age. It wasn't the biggest city, but it seemed to be the one that had the least crime and poverty. It had been Black_Cat's third home. Yes, the BBS users that could live here maintained a airly happy life, bu something they couldn't know about lurked in the moderator forums...
"...and so, Sarai, you are hereby de-modded for the following- Fighting with other moderators, devastating the large, famous city of Are we Still Friends , and by popular moderator request."
Sarai spat.
"You know nothing, WadeFulp, the moderator team is as corrupted as my left nostril."
"Yes, Sarai, but killing off the citizens of Are we Still Friends is not the way to use your powers."
"Dumbass!! You and I could both see the rebellion! The genocide was nessecary for the good of NG! How many eBaumsworld markers did you see hanging? How many 'citizens' could yo see murdering, raping, and abusing children and police?!"
"Sarai..."
Wade sighed.
"...if you truly want to be useful to newgrounds..."
Wade took off his pants and gestured downward.
"Suck it dry, Sarai."
Sarai nodded, slowly walked forward, bent down and...BIT WAID'S DICK OFF!!!
"AUUGGHHH!!!!"
Sarai ran like hell into the depths of the General Forum.
"AFTER HER!!"
Wade cried. All of the mods rushed after the rogue Sarai.
"Have you seen Sarai? I would like to talk to her about....TheNGpro."
Maus was asking the citizens of Twelve-year old that doesn't age. where Sarai was.
"Don't lie, Maus, we all know you want to have hot lesbian sex with her I meanURK!!"
The user who had twisted Maus' words had s smoking hole in his throat, and was being carried away by other users.
"DROP HIM!!"
The user's rescuers immeadiately dropped him.
"HylianLuigi has been banned for a week for defying my orders, now, back to my question, where is Sarai?!"
The crowd flinched at Maus' scream.
"I-I...I did, sir."
The newb suddenly also had a smoking hole in his throat.
"Not 'Sir', dipshit, 'Ma'm'."
"Yes Maus, I have seen her."
"Where, Ashfordpride?"
Ashfordpride gestured to the picture warehouse.
"Thank you, Ashford! If I catch the traitor, I will have you made a mod!"
"...Traitor?"
The crowd stared at Maus.
"...I have said too much..."
Maus ran away, quickly. Ashfordpride stepped to the front of the crowd.
"Sarai, a traitor? Something is afoot here, gentlemen."
The crowd booed, and hissed in agreement.
"There is something the mods are not telling us! Who volunteers to contact a mod about this?"
The crowd was silent again.
"...how about you!?"
Ashfordpride pointed at Black_Cat.
"Me?"
"Yes, you! You will come with me to straighten things out! The mods cannot ignore a direct visit from me!"
"But we can't get into the mod forums."
"Don't worry, I know a friend who can..."
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