- >It finally happened. You finally convinced the Duke of Derpy to leave the threads forever.
- >It was all thanks to your houndings, they will make you a hero.
- >When he said goodbye, there were posts that said that they would miss him.
- >They were lying. They had to be. Just sparing his feelings .
- >He’s finally gone, and now I finally have time to read the stories the other writers write.
- One Week Later
- >It’s been a week without Duke’s influence in the thread, and they have gotten better.
- >I mean, there is still shit posting.
- >And /soc/-ing.
- >And trolls.
- >But Duke must be hiding behind the Anonymous tag.
- >So I told him to go again.
- >I know it was him, he was always the one to start the shit posting.
- >Some of the shit-tier writers have left now. Said that the crap was too much.
- >Good riddance, I say. More space for the good ones.
- Two Weeks Later
- >Okay, so the rate of stories has severely decreased.
- >More /soc/. More trolls.
- >It has to be Duke. Even if some of the writers say he hasn’t been on Skype.
- >I know it’s him. I has to be.
- >Some of the okay writers have left now. Lovely and Aanon and the rest.
- >I was disappointed but I know it will work out.
- >More room for Sherm’s return.
- One Month Later.
- >/soc/
- >So much /soc/
- >There is more crap then there are stories.
- >It’s impossible.
- >How could Duke be doing this? It was almost impossible for him to be able post all this shit at once.
- >Shinobi and Nether have left. They were too weak.
- >Betty has said goodbye. He must be in denial of everything, he was delirious enough to say he was on good terms with Duke.
- Three Months Later
- >Duke must have a Trojan on my computer.
- >Every board, every thread I go to, I can see him shit posting.
- >He has hundreds of different trips, he must be working at several computers to pull it off.
- >I tried telling the thread. They passed it off as another troll post, some even telling me to go see a shrink.
- >I know it’s him.
- >Pale and Wuten have left. He must have gotten to them too. I must save Chronicler and Aether.
- >I can be a hero to them.
- >and then, when they are so grateful for my bravery, they will write stories for me.
- >Only me.
- >For I take their stories seriously, unlike others.
- >Five Months Later
- >I…I was too late…
- >I couldn’t stop his reach.
- >Aether…and Chronicler…
- >They both quit writing for AiE.
- >It is impossible.
- >With them gone, all that’s left is Anone Moose and his stupid one shits.
- >I can’t handle this anymore.
- >Duke has ruined this for good.
- >He is everywhere.
- >He is on 4chan.
- >He’s on Facebook
- >He’s on Youtube.
- >I couldn’t stop it.
- >I destroyed my computer, piece by piece.
- >I must do something immediately.
- Six Months Later
- >This cannot be happening.
- >They locked me up in a padded room somewhere.
- >They say I lost my mind, but they won’t listen when I explain it.
- >After everyone left the threads, I had to follow.
- >They needed to return.
- >And to do that, I need to remove the catalyst who started this.
- >Duke had to die.
- >I cornered him down an alley in Brooklyn.
- >For the “King of Gore”, he seemed almost scared when I attacked.
- >His cries for help made it all the better.
- >Every swing of the hammer sprayed the walls, and my face, with blood.
- >I left his body in an alley way, and it was over.
- >But a week later, he appeared again.
- >No, it wasn’t the same guy, but it had to be Duke.
- >When I tortured him, he screamed ignorance.
- >That Mary Sue creating ass was strong enough to never drop the act.
- >But a new one sprang up.
- >And again.
- >And again.
- >By the time they threw me in here, I killed 8 Dukes.
- >But now… now I was stuck here, alone.
- >They told me I could use the computer, but I didn’t know where to go.
- >As I lurked, I stumbled on a familiar page.
- >AiE Thread 947…
- >After all this time, it still lived.
- >Full of /soc/ and trolls.
- >But there was something else.
- >A person said he wanted to start writing stories about Anon in Equestria
- >I immediately typed a reply about how he should leave now, but someone replies first.
- >”Hey. Go here if you like.”
- >It was accompanied by a link to a website called “Illuminati’s Anon”
- >I follow the link, and what comes up almost shocks me to death.
- >The homepage was simple, but it had large avatars with names under them.
- >Names I remembered.
- >Aether, Chronicler, Sherminator, Wuten.
- >They were all here.
- >And they were all writing.
- >But near the top, 4th on the list of favourite writers, was a picture of a familiar wall eyed grey Pegasus, and a name under it.
- >”Duke of Derpy”
- >No…
- >NO!
- >I killed him!
- >He should be gone.
- >I type quickly, telling him to leave, when I feel a hand on my shoulder.
- >’Time to go back to your room.’ Said the doctor.
- >No, I needed more time, I said. I pleaded for 5 more minutes, but he was insistent.
- >I thrashed and screamed that Duke needed to leave, one of my kicks knocking the computer tower over.
- >It toppled over, and the screen went black.
- >Noooo! I screamed at them to let me go, but they threw me back into my padded cell.
- >I’m not allowed to use the computers anymore.
- >After all this time.
- >I knew where they were.
- >I had the time.
- >It isn’t fair…
- >It’s just not fair!
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