So I wrote a story.Mario0126 sat on a old wooden chair, crying in a corner, the tears forming a small puddle on the floor. These bullies had pushed him to the edge.
His abode was simple; a janitors closet with his only company a rat
Who he related to, with both of them having the same brain size he had no other choice.
The drama was a hard time on his innocent soul, it was too painful for him.
Using his tears, he shaped a small face on the ground, one akin to suffering.
"Oh noes" he whispered, through choked sobs.
With a flash, the door burst open, a knight in holy white shining armor upon his noble steed appeared before him.
The white knight lifted his visor, showing himself to be Holy Aoki.
His steed going by the name Folie, as well.
His steed snorted, letting out a series of sounds that could not be identified as english, and only stupidity.
Aoki beckoned to Mario0126, telling him to get off the chair.
Mario obliged, lifting himself as he listened to Aoki's speech: "
I'd like to start off by apologizing for being the major buzzkill I know I'm being, but I feel really bad for Mario, and I want to see what I could do to convince him that we aren't as bad as he thinks we are.
Mario has been here for around two years, and most of his posts are in Help, General Discussion, and S&R. From the looks of his posts, he really isn't mean, and he is active in the in-game Blockland community.
I'm not above a good laugh, and I understand how great a joke can be when it's compounded the way this one was, but I'm at least asking the users above to send Mario a PM apologizing for the jokes made. It'll take around two seconds, and it'll mean a lot to a member of our community.
Here is his profile if you plan on sending him a PM: http://forum.blockland.us/index.php?action=profile;u=108625
Thanks for reading."
Mario teared up, feeling his richard harden as Aoki finished his speech. Truly this was a Nice Guy. (TM)
But alas, his attention was not to Aoki, but rather to the faithful steed.
He had noticed Folies glorious horse microrichard, and realized this was his true savior.
He told Aoki to get off his high horse, and to let him see the true love.
Aoki got off, beckoning his old friend Flatflyer, who suffered from PTSD.
He silenced his friend, muttering about that dang circlejerk, before looking over to the glory that was the two bodies combined, Folie and Mario.
Mario was on bottom, his supple 6 year old a-
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