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No. 5463
>>5433
Similar thing on the mantrain once... kinda.
Kid enters the server, very polite, starts saying hello, how is everyone and stuff. Big, bad, evil Nyx asks how old he is, then tells him he has to leave when it turns out he is under 18 (I forget the exact age).
Heres where it turns. Instead of throwing some hissy fit or sayin "Fuck you" and spammin hate, the kid simply goes, the the smallest, saddest voice "Oh... ok, goodbye :(" and leaves, no questions asked.
I then spend the next ten minutes telling the tale of the small child whom's spirit Nyx just obliterated, I shall now tell the tale of our small hero.
Jimmy never knew love, he didn't have parents, or friends, but he had heard of friendship, of being happy by making those around him happy, and that was all he wanted. Little orphan Jimmy worked hard, saving every penny he could so that he could one day afford the means to have friends, via the internet and the game TF2. His foster parents were mean, never buying him anything. So after a couple of years of saving any piece of currency he could get his poor little hands on, one day Jimmy bought his very own PC and a copy of TF2, and although the PC was old and worn out which made the game near impossible to play, he didn't care, so long as he could talk to someone, anyone, who would like him for him.
Giddy with excitement, he loaded up the game. Only one server appeared in the server list, the only one his dial up connection would connect to. The Mantrain. He sat in silence as he watched the loading bar creep slowly along, finally getting into the server where he could already hear the voices of his soon to be friends! Not wanting too waste another second, his shaking finger pressed down his mic key as he stammered "Hello there, its nice to meet you, how are y..."
Alas, Jimmy never got to finish what he was saying as one Nyx cut him off with an evil cackle, turning her attention to the small, innocent child "You are not old enough to be here!" she cried into the mic "Begone thee who shall never have friends! Leave now, and never contact us again"
Dejected, crushed and with every dream he ever had having been shattered by the evil and careless Nyx, all Jimmy could do was stutter an apology as tears threatened to roll out his eyes. His hand shaking, he was forced to tear the power plug from the wall, unable to manually close the game itself, his hands were so steady. In doing so, the PC fried its circuits and would never work again, damning Jimmy to a life of solitude. He cried then, curled up in a ball on his bed, staring at the wreckage that was his PC, the one thing he had worked so hard for, everything he had ever wanted now broken, shattered, because of one uncaring admin.
FUCK YOU NYX! YOU DESTROYER OF ALL THAT IS GOOD AND PURE! HE JUST WANTED TO BE LIKED IS ALL!
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