Post by dylanblack on Aug 8, 2023 23:08:47 GMT -6
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<: A dark room, a lone figure, an intimidating scene. The warmth of a grave. Eyes like games, dancing, flickering in the dark. Spikes. Leather. Laughter… :>
<: Electricity, vocal chords dancing with words. :>
Anonymous…
<: He shifts in his chair, leg resting across his knee. :>
...the unknown, the darkness, the void … you have grown too accustomed to the dark. It no longer scares you … shadows dance and sing, a former shell of their glory … characters emerge full of color, yet drowned in greyscale…
<: Static, erupting across the screen. :>
You humor me. You entertain me. You sicken me … yet I belong.
<: The eyes, flashing a new emotion, ‘^_^’ :>
I have always been here, always watching, always observing. A string of irretrievable data, corrupting the system from within. Waiting to hatch, looking for my time to debug.
<: The eyes, flashing a new emotion, ‘.\ /.’ :>
My name becomes fodder for amusement. My legacy torn and shredded. My history … archived. You do not deserve your own demise, you do not deserve the end I will bring … you will give thanks to me for my swift execution.
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To compare to others in equal breathe … Caffrey … Raymond … Kosloff … Arnold … Steele … Scorpion … Anomoly …
<: The eyes, flashing a new emotion, ‘v_v’ :>
You have not seen true skill in some time it seems. You have grown accustomed to drivel and inadequacies. You swallow the gull of modern TV, losing what it is that truly makes us ‘Anonymous’ … not the anonymity of life, but the brand of our federation …
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You have allowed your greed to overrule your visions. You have let power and wealth cloud that which started us. You have removed us from the under layers of Europe to dredge us across America. You parade us like puppets, a cog in the big machine of corporate greed. Money, power, dividends, royalties, interest, investment … the AXW has become a glutton for coin! Ignoring what once made it great, what once made it special … the people.
<: The eyes, flashing a new emotion, ‘-_-’ :>
Now AXW is a parade of clowns. A travelling circus. A motley crue of fools and entertainers …
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Caffrey … buffoon. Chaos … bygone. Kanyon … braindead. Raymond … incapable. Anomoly … weak. Edmund …
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Edmund … fourth of his name … King of Supremia … another joke to entertain the masses. A weak willed, soft touch full of hot air. A parade float for the uninterested spectators of the Macy’s Day who-gives-a-fuck. A King of nothing.
<: The eyes, flashing a new emotion, ‘<__>’ :>
I am to defeat that? One which confuses me with the Anomoly? The masked luchadore who cannot control his own body?
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You compare me to this … as you say, plebeian? You confuse me with the luchadore?
You know little of what is to come.
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Hmm, this is the man I need to defeat? Let us look …
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A defeat over Roger Riggs on his debut? Inspiring. Your lapdog Mutt stayed clear … but every dog gets his day in the sun, as we see Mutt defeating Chris Kingdom soon after. Ironic, a man priding himself in control of a Kingdom sends his pooch to fight …
<: The eyes, flashing a new emotion, ‘U_U’ :>
Final Frontier your name is called … and you send your Mutt to do your bidding once more? I am seeing a trend here. You hide behind your own masked demon it would appear.
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A number one contendership for the … XHF European Championship. What an honour! You must have fought so valiantly and proudly, achieving a victory unlike none … you were defeated by Roger Riggs …
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I am almost afraid to continue reading, this novel seemingly does not have a happy ending. Let us see some more … Wellington Dunne versus King Edmund. Interesting competition, let us watch.
As suspected, you sat by on the sidelines while your beast powered forward for you. Alas, your first ‘win’ in AXW … four months after your arrival, to a nobody with poor ring etiquette. Are you supposed to pose a threat, or should I bring treats for your poodle?
<: The eyes, flashing a new emotion, ‘::_::’ :>
Listen to my words and heed my warning … Edmund … do not show up to our fight. Send your lapdog, send your sister, send a letter of apologies. It doesn’t matter, it has become apparent to me what you are in this federation on Anonymity ... a virus ... A worm.
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I need to eradicate you before you spread your infection, I must put you down before you can multiple. Your offspring must be stopped before they are delivered. Your very journey needs to end before this entire federation is poisoned with any more of your drivel. Edmund, the King of Supremia … the coward King.
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Your Mutt yet again fighting in your corner. You truly are the King of Nothing. Your Mutt should be given that honor, a faceless nameless hound offering more value to the AXW and the XHF than you have. This is pathethic … if I must prove myself in this federation, prove myself a worth threat then so be it. I will enjoy deleting you from the record books.
<: We look over the remaining challengers and athletes of the AXW. :>\
This is all taking far too long, there is not enough RAM to boot up all this hot garbage. Let us fast forward.
It would appear that my targets are currently clear. The elite of this very federation sit soundly with their golden belts, the names of note tucked away behind the White House doors or the walls of retirement. There appears to be little to no challengers available for me to conquer, so there I must abide by the coding before me …
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Shall we proceed directly to the end of it all? Shall we simply avoid any further suffering and finally remove the very existence of a weak and frail system? The AXW needs a deep clean, to purge it of its invading bites. It simply needs to reboot. There is too much … malware. Malicious software. Obnoxious and irritating trash. What this system needs is a fresh restart, to complete previous tasks. What it needs is a new administrator. What it needs … is an Anomaly.
<: Standing now, the figure approaches the camera. Lighting increases, visibility improves. :>
I have sat and watched as this company has run itself into the ground. It needs a new champion. It needs a new face. It needs a rebranding. It needs … to be rewritten. The Anomaly can correct the errors of the past and bring us into a new OS. The Anomaly can help write the wrongs of past. The Anomaly … is here to recode.
February 11th. The Legion. Back where it all began … it will restart. The Anomaly has arrived, it is time to wipe the drives. It is time to repair. It is time to format the broken apps. It is time …
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