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Many moons ago, there was a young boy named George. Now, George was an average young boy. He enjoyed playing computer games, like Commander Keen, or Mario Bros.
Now, one day, the boy was exploring on his computer, going onto this new networking technology known as the internet. Unfortunately, as we all know, the internet is full of predators.
George had signed up for an email address only days before, and had been giving out to everyone and their grandma (literally; this is back when old people were still relevant), just hoping to get that slight rush from a new peice of mail.
And...there it was. A single new peice of email. The title was simply 'Adventure'.
Naturally, being such a young boy, he was enthralled by the thought of a technological adventure through cyberspace, or maybe even a Hylian quest. Eagerly, George clicked on the email with such vigor that it almost broke his mouse.
Inside, was not excitement, nor joy nor the aforementioned adventure. It was blank. In his frustration, the boy cried and through a tantrum, ripping out cords from his computer.
The mouse, the keyboard, the monitor, all disconnected. Only one port was left plugged - the ethernet port. In a fit of rage, the boy ripped it out as hard as he could, but it wouldn't come out.
The cord was stuck, it seemed. He pulled, and he tugged, and he ripped, but to no avail. With one last grip, George tried to tear it out, only to be shocked at the last second, and black out.
Hours later, before his parents arrived home, he awoke, exhausted and confused. For some reason, he was having difficulty standing up. Confused, he went to the bathroom to wash his face off, only to find a horrid image.
Something so disgusting that words cannot describe.
And he knew, that with this curse came a gift. He would be able to communicate with computers.
But at the same time...he would be attracted to people in canine costumes (but not orca or bird).
What he saw in the mirror....
Now, one day, the boy was exploring on his computer, going onto this new networking technology known as the internet. Unfortunately, as we all know, the internet is full of predators.
George had signed up for an email address only days before, and had been giving out to everyone and their grandma (literally; this is back when old people were still relevant), just hoping to get that slight rush from a new peice of mail.
And...there it was. A single new peice of email. The title was simply 'Adventure'.
Naturally, being such a young boy, he was enthralled by the thought of a technological adventure through cyberspace, or maybe even a Hylian quest. Eagerly, George clicked on the email with such vigor that it almost broke his mouse.
Inside, was not excitement, nor joy nor the aforementioned adventure. It was blank. In his frustration, the boy cried and through a tantrum, ripping out cords from his computer.
The mouse, the keyboard, the monitor, all disconnected. Only one port was left plugged - the ethernet port. In a fit of rage, the boy ripped it out as hard as he could, but it wouldn't come out.
The cord was stuck, it seemed. He pulled, and he tugged, and he ripped, but to no avail. With one last grip, George tried to tear it out, only to be shocked at the last second, and black out.
Hours later, before his parents arrived home, he awoke, exhausted and confused. For some reason, he was having difficulty standing up. Confused, he went to the bathroom to wash his face off, only to find a horrid image.
Something so disgusting that words cannot describe.
And he knew, that with this curse came a gift. He would be able to communicate with computers.
But at the same time...he would be attracted to people in canine costumes (but not orca or bird).
What he saw in the mirror....
