Introduction
This blog tells no lies, and is a raw, uncut peak at the drama unfolding in September 2010. I have written it so nobody is left unaware of exactly what's happening. This isn't an epic trolling in progress, or an attempt to annoy anybody, this is to reveal what's going down, even to the nitty gritty.
Location: The internet, more specifically, GBAtemp and ds-scene
Codename: TI (The Immigrations)
Day #1
Awoke from my bed today to see the arrival of a guy called Overlord Nadrian on ds-scene. The guy tells the community how things are changing at GBAtemp now and how he's left. I thought nothing of it, I don't mind fags... I stuck to my daily routine, PS3 controller in one hand, cock in the other and proceeded to play and play
after shooting my load for the 8th time I passed out frothing at the mouth.
Day #2
Yeah I woke up again, brushed my teeth they smelt like toenails. So I did my daily rounds on the internet watching the pron and looking at posts online, and OH MY FREAKING GOD ds-scene has been invaded, I cried inside, my lovely sunshine retreat has been filled with little kids talking trash. While I notice by fapsquad ZombiePuppy and kesadisan holding them off as the last line of defence in the ds-scene castle. I don't know how much longer we can hold off the defected.
Day #3
I'm too scared to go onto ds-scene now, I fear being trolled on, bullied, attacked, and out-l33tsp34k3d and abused about my love for ferretboy's funbrew. I'm writing this blog to keep everybody updated on the drama unfolding as and when it happens. But as I said before, I don't leave my google and gbatemp for the time being.
Day #4
I decided that today I would suit and boot up, and prepare for the war, as the new members came and introduced themselves to the forum. I pm'd some of them discretely, with the "welcome to ds-scene" picture aimed with the intention of acting as my own 'Max Repel' it appears to have not worked, with most of them replying to have found the picture cool, funny and even arousing. I'm running out of options, I play my PS3 now resorting to collecting all the treasure in assassins creed 2 trying to put on a brave face, all the while my beloved ds-scene forum is being mobbed by these former GBAtemp trolls. I ask myself today 'how can I export them back' but no answer comes to me.
Day #5
I hold back the tears with my index fingers, smearing the wept across the face and back to my ears, I have entered the #gbatemp.net irc channel, and the problems multiply. I've been called a mole! A mole I tell you! This has truly commenced the tipping over the edge, my balls are so fragile now I can't wear jeans. I'm forced into baggy converse tracksuit bottoms. I've produced enough mayo to put hellmans out of business. I went to the store today and bought pokemon red, because this is the true pokemon black and white. And if some of the readers are too young to understand, please refer to google. As I prepare for a nap, I get the feeling it's not over. Today more people have joined from GBAtemp and I ds-scene has seen more shit than a public toilet. I cower into my pillows and cry. Goodnight.
Day #6
Fifa 11 demo came out on PSN today, so I took time away from irc and fapping to play it for a while, thoroughly disappointed I went back to the pokeporn this time. I returned briefly to the irc channel to discover a chap called Brian117, I instantly sussed out he was homosexual and we danced the night away listening to elton john and george michael over webcams and mics. We cybered. I'm not gay, but it was certainly interesting. After a while I grew bored, proceeded to stop jerkin my gherkin and headed back to the ds-scene HQ.
This blog tells no lies, and is a raw, uncut peak at the drama unfolding in September 2010. I have written it so nobody is left unaware of exactly what's happening. This isn't an epic trolling in progress, or an attempt to annoy anybody, this is to reveal what's going down, even to the nitty gritty.
Location: The internet, more specifically, GBAtemp and ds-scene
Codename: TI (The Immigrations)
Day #1
Awoke from my bed today to see the arrival of a guy called Overlord Nadrian on ds-scene. The guy tells the community how things are changing at GBAtemp now and how he's left. I thought nothing of it, I don't mind fags... I stuck to my daily routine, PS3 controller in one hand, cock in the other and proceeded to play and play
after shooting my load for the 8th time I passed out frothing at the mouth.Day #2
Yeah I woke up again, brushed my teeth they smelt like toenails. So I did my daily rounds on the internet watching the pron and looking at posts online, and OH MY FREAKING GOD ds-scene has been invaded, I cried inside, my lovely sunshine retreat has been filled with little kids talking trash. While I notice by fapsquad ZombiePuppy and kesadisan holding them off as the last line of defence in the ds-scene castle. I don't know how much longer we can hold off the defected.
Day #3
I'm too scared to go onto ds-scene now, I fear being trolled on, bullied, attacked, and out-l33tsp34k3d and abused about my love for ferretboy's funbrew. I'm writing this blog to keep everybody updated on the drama unfolding as and when it happens. But as I said before, I don't leave my google and gbatemp for the time being.
Day #4
I decided that today I would suit and boot up, and prepare for the war, as the new members came and introduced themselves to the forum. I pm'd some of them discretely, with the "welcome to ds-scene" picture aimed with the intention of acting as my own 'Max Repel' it appears to have not worked, with most of them replying to have found the picture cool, funny and even arousing. I'm running out of options, I play my PS3 now resorting to collecting all the treasure in assassins creed 2 trying to put on a brave face, all the while my beloved ds-scene forum is being mobbed by these former GBAtemp trolls. I ask myself today 'how can I export them back' but no answer comes to me.
Day #5
I hold back the tears with my index fingers, smearing the wept across the face and back to my ears, I have entered the #gbatemp.net irc channel, and the problems multiply. I've been called a mole! A mole I tell you! This has truly commenced the tipping over the edge, my balls are so fragile now I can't wear jeans. I'm forced into baggy converse tracksuit bottoms. I've produced enough mayo to put hellmans out of business. I went to the store today and bought pokemon red, because this is the true pokemon black and white. And if some of the readers are too young to understand, please refer to google. As I prepare for a nap, I get the feeling it's not over. Today more people have joined from GBAtemp and I ds-scene has seen more shit than a public toilet. I cower into my pillows and cry. Goodnight.
Day #6
Fifa 11 demo came out on PSN today, so I took time away from irc and fapping to play it for a while, thoroughly disappointed I went back to the pokeporn this time. I returned briefly to the irc channel to discover a chap called Brian117, I instantly sussed out he was homosexual and we danced the night away listening to elton john and george michael over webcams and mics. We cybered. I'm not gay, but it was certainly interesting. After a while I grew bored, proceeded to stop jerkin my gherkin and headed back to the ds-scene HQ.
