.hack//MODERATOR
This is the story of A-20, a player who eventually got to become a moderator for an unofficial message board centered on The World. This final tale is about a follow up of the classic thread where an antagonized group of posters plotted to finish A-20 off once and for all. Let us see how the action develops.
A-20 had been quaking in fear for nearly two days. Now, closely guarded behind her close confidant Mimiru, she knew now that it would only be a matter of mere time, perhaps hours, minutes, or even seconds, before her pwnzing would commence.
"Mimiru...thanks."
"Geez. And all you did was close a bunch of threads?" Mimiru was none to pleased with her role as bodyguard.
"Well, they were all cursing and fighting, and flaming...that's against the board's rules, and I just wanted to be a good mod, that's all."
"Fine, fine. ... And you said Sora ratted you out?" Mimiru surveyed the surrounding map; it was a cathedral. Cathedrals happen to be the coolest places for fights, as any avid fan of John Woo's films would have you know.
"Yeah..."
"What an ass."
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When they finally appeared, they were a formidable party. Mostly twinblades, however, so they did not win points for variety. Fissure lead the charge, similar to one man running from several dozen bulls.
"FEAR THE PWNAGE, BITCH!!!"
"FEAR MY MAD SKILLZ, WHORE!!!" retaliated A-20, safely behind Mimiru.
"Shut up!" Mimiru shouted. "The hell kind of mad skillz do you have?!"
"Sorry. It's just the excitement of it all."
Mimiru hacked away at Fissure first, and surprisingly defeated him with only several slashes of her sword.
"The hell kind of low-level threats are you?"
"Well...uh...this character of mine is new. Been trying him out for a week." Fissure admitted.
"...oh...my...god...and the rest of your party?!" Mimiru demanded of him.
"..." No one spoke.
"You're all n00bs?!" A-20 shouted with the greatest of jubilee, hastily whipping out her dagger. "YAHOO!!!" Without any hesitation, or inhibition, she mercilessly dashed into battle, stabbing her targets with her humble weapon, with the greatest of enthusiasm.
"Oh...no...the mod...is too strong..." murmured redwrais.
"She...beat us all...there must...really be a God..." whimpered LossOfWord
"She must have...l337 powers..." succumbed PhazonSuit.
The PKing was excellent. A-20 truly felt alive in The World.
"Mimiru, Mimiru, I owned them! I owned them al-"
*STAB*
"D'oh." A-20 fell. Mimiru had taken the rest of the battle off to microwave a cup of instant ramen. When she returned, she saw A-20 on the floor.
"A-20? Let me revive yo-"
*STAB*
"Oh...crap." Mimiru also fell. Sora stood alone, feeling compelled to explain his plot to the corpses.
"You know what they say about killing in the house of God...well, actually, I don't know what they say. But as soon as I learned that massive party was comprised of low-level n00bs, I had lost my interest in killing them all. But, when you two lovely vixens appeared and became their veritable pimps, I crept in and grabbed that opportunity." Sora left, happily singing the tune from M.A.S.H. "'Suicide is painless...it brings on many changes...' the song's a real blast, I tell you."
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