>>217 waited. The lights above him blinked and sparked out of the air. There were polecats in the base. He didn't see them, but had expected them now for years. His warnings to Cernel Abelson were not listenend to and now it was too late. Far too late for now, anyway.
>>217 was a faggot for fourteen years. When he was young he watched the bathhouses and he said to dad "I want to be on top of them daddy."
Dad said "No! You will BE KILL BY NEUROTYPICALS"
There was a time when he believed him. Then as he got oldered he stopped. But now in the bathhouse of the world4ch he knew there were polecats. "This is
>>217" the radio crackered. "You must fight the polecats!"
So
>>217 gotted his autism rifle and blew up the thread.
"HE GOING TO REPORT US" said the polecats
"I will lulz at him" said the cyberpolecat and he fired the Racket interpreters. John autismed at him and tried to blew him. But then the ceiling fell and they were trapped and not able to kill.
"No! I must kill the polecats" he shouted
The radio said "No,
>>217. You are the polecat"
And then
>>217 was an autist.