The world lay around in ruins. How could such a low, degrading race known as the 3rd Gen do such damage?
"This place never even had a chance," ITYG replied as she somberly picked up pieces of the broken area. The forums had long been destroyed due to the lack of space around here.
"And to think, all that happened because of stories that were written with such unintelligence. Geez, what I wouldn't give to kick some serious ass right now." She muttered to herself. She looked around at the shambles and wondered why it had gone so dramatically wrong.
"Well, I guess it's time to rebuild the broken," she stated mechanically as she readied her trusty flaming gun. "I'm back," she stated as she ran off into the distance to attempt to save what was still salvageable of the already deteriorated mass of Internet known as Fanfiction.net.