AN: This story is based off of MG, and the infamous GoogleAdsense bot. –Jehad
The GoogleAdsense Assassin Bot
by Virgo's Fox
Chapter One:
The Phantom Menace
Megaglomp used to be a simple, serene place. I first thought of it as a vacation home, when the Maximum Ride forums crashed, but after a few months I decided to make it a permanent resting place and assumed my place as the Forum Pet. But after the great migration of '08, things changed. We were forced to live under the rule of even more advertisements then before, and many were oppressed.
Nevertheless, we manage to survive. Some people had tried to ignore the tyranny of the advertisements, keeping in mind that they helped support our lovely home. I had taken refuge under the wing of AdBlockPlus, and was pretty much oblivious to the threats of the advertisements.
Well, enough of the oppression stuff. It's depressing. The good news is that MegaGlomp continues to thrive, annoying site links or not. We have one respectable admin, one... other admin, an awesome webmaster, and a community. But, despite all the optimistic signs, there still lies an unnerving threat...
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It all started on a chilly morning in September. I had woken up in the Role Playing section, the exact thread being "The Final Round," I think. I must've fell asleep while playing roles. Oh well. After I rubbed the sleep out of my eyes, I hopped onto my motorbike and zoomed off out of the Role Playing section, taking the exit into the Board Index.
I parked on the side of the deserted highway to take a look at the MegaGlomp logo, high in the sky. As long as that logo remains, everything is calm. After hopping back onto my bike, I realized no one was logged on, which could be the only possible reason the highway was empty. Shrugging off the thought, I zoomed down the highway to go home and check my private messages. But a sense of unease raised the hair on the back of my neck.
As I zoomed down the empty road, I could hear another sound roar behind me, the sound of a motor purring. I turned my head and scanned my surroundings, but wherever I looked, I couldn't see another presence, just the empty turnpike behind me. I continued to ignore the noise, and finally, I reached my user control panel. I spun to a stop, and hopped off my bike.
"Hey! Why are you following me!?" I called into the chilly morning air, and was answered by nothing but my own voice, resonating off of the empty space around me. I continued to listen intently for any movements, and sighed in relief when I convinced myself that no one was there. Keeping calm, I stepped to my User Control Panel, and placed my hand on the door. The AdBlockPlus logo appeared, assuring me I was safe, and the door automatically opened.
My Control Panel was nothing special, just a standardized living space, where I could view my friends and foes, check my messages, customize my account, the usual. I sat down on my couch, picking up my convenient Options PDA. My stylus tapped against the screen impatiently, scrolling to my inbox folder. I had a message from my friend metallix, titled "Re: yo." My black stylus tapped the message, when I heard the cursed purring motor noise again, ringing in my ears.
This time, I had enough. My hand automatically reached into my jacket, and I pulled out the 'Furry Cannon' I had received from Midi the Squirrel in the old Maximum Ride days. "Stupid ads, you'll wish you never came to this forum!"
"On the contrary," a deep, Microsoft Sam-like voice boomed. "It'll be you who will wish you had never existed."
It couldn't be!
To be continued...