I know it's probably too late... But he needs to go through his initiation.
Ice stopped. The mob drew closer. They wielded signs, intelligent books and spoke with words he could not understand.
A klaxon wailed in the distance.
"Bob must die! Bob must die!"
The call was taken up by the crowd.
Ice was confused. Who was this "bob", and why did they think it was him? He was Ice... Right?
No... Supressed memories... An entire personality hidden from consciousness, now surfacing like the Kraken.
Ice fought briefly. Minds are very protective, but the being known as Ice was caught surprised. Bob took control.
The individual's eyes turned red. Redeye had surfaced as well. The mob stopped and stood there, staring apprehensively.
It opened it's mouth.
"LOL LOL LOL LOLCATS LOLICON STFU NOOB I RULE YOU SUCK LULZ LOLENGLOLISH LOL ROFLCOPTER HUR LOL HUR UR HUR!"
It lurched toward the mob, a stream of moronese gibberish spouting from it's terrible maw...
A brave dude in the crowd spoke up:
"Hey! Can you speak english? I want to tell you what you could make better about your writing."
The beast roared, flecks of green spittle spraying the crowd. Screams were heard.
"Riot shields!"
"Oh fine, we'll have to do this the hard way then."
The mob took out their books and started reading aloud. Each word was like poison to the creature. Like all noobs, intellect and maturity was death to it. It became irate and hostile.
"OOOGLAHBLAH GYEAAHHH LOLLOLOLOLLLOLL"
It tripped and fell, sprawled on the ground. It's slobber flowed out of it's mouth and into a pool around it's body, corroding it. When the skeleton was all that remained, someone said:
"Well, thats it for this account... I wonder when it'll try this again."
|Days without Bob: Fourteen Zero |