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The story continues:
2 Hours Later
NoBody had just finished chatting. He was walking through his "Neighborhood". This seems like a nice place, he thought. Maybe he could find someone to help him with his-
BAM.
-Profile.
He had run into someone. "Hey, watch it." NoBody helped him pick up his stuff. "Sorry, I guess I drifted off."
"Eh, It's fine. Who are you?"
"I'm NoBody."
"Hm. Weird name, but okay. I'm SmashedDreams, or SD." NoBody shook his hand.
"You're new here, aren't you?" SD said.
NoBody thought about that question. "Oh, yeah. I don't know how to work my profile."
SD thought for a second. "Hm... I can't help you. I could do the basic stuff, but you'll have to do the coding."
"Oh. Thanks!" NoBody said, surprised.
30 Minutes Later
Smashed walked out of the house. "Done." He gestured for NoBody to come in.
"Wow..."
The house was now sleek and white. There was still one room, but now there was a Television where the screen was, a couch, 2 chairs, a table, and a refrigerator.
"Wow, thanks!"
SD smiled. "Anytime. Hey, I got to go. I'll see you later."
"Bye."
SD stepped out. NoBody sat down on the chair, admiring his house's look.
"WE'RE GOING TO PAD!?" The Flamer exclaimed. The Troll rolled his eyes. "Of course we are."
The Grammar Nazi protested. "NO. NEVER. There is no way in $!%@ I am going back... back there."
The Troll sighed with frustration. "Pad has the only thing powerful enough to destroy an SDK-Overlord!" The Noob stood up. "id rader b permd den go back dere."
The Hacker started to talk, but The Noob interrupted. "i meen srsly i haet dat place its s-"
"SHUT THE $!%@ UP!" The Flamer exclaimed. The Noob backed down.
The Hacker started to speak again. "It's not such a bad idea. Sure, we have bad memories. I'd rather get perma'd too. Nonetheless, there isn't another place that can give us this opportunity."
The Troll thanked The Hacker. "This. Is. Serious. You noobs need to start THINKING. I could not give the slightest $@#! whether you hate it or not."
In reality, The Troll was a tiny bit nervous. Funny thing was, he didn't even know it.
"Now, come on. We leave tonight."
The Flamer started griping again. "I hate this train, it's too red. Whoever made it was stupid."
"Mozilla Inc. built it." The Grammar Nazi said.
"Then Mozilla Inc. is stupid."
The 5 Trollers were on The Firefox. They were about 5 minutes away from reaching DSiPad. "Shut up," The Troll whispered. "We don't want to give away our location, idiot."
The Flamer sighed. "It's a train, not an evil lair we have to infiltrate."
"Oh, so you'd be okay with giving away the identities of the 5 most wanted criminals on the ENTIRE WORLD WIDE WEB?"
The Flamer stopped talking.
The Firefox stopped, and the 5 Trollers were able to quickly get off.
The Troll started moving in. "We're not spending much time here."
The place looked like a run-down town, as if someone worked extremely hard to create it, then never bothered with it again. It was blueish-greyish the blue being the background.
The Noob was confused. "wat is it, wered it goe"
The Troll started whispering. "Be quiet! It's somewhere in the center of Pad."
"What are we looking for anyway?" The Grammar Nazi said, confused.
"An object."
"You'll need to be more specific than that."
"A powerful object."
The group started walking casually towards a member. "oh hello there" the man said.
The Troll hesitated to speak, then said "Where is the creator of this place?"
"Oh, he's-"
"What?"
"I-I know y-you..."
The Troll started to smile. "Of course you do..." He looked at The Flamer, then nodded. The Flamer then kicked the man, going down in one hit. Sirens started going off, alerting the other members.
They ran into a house, where a 'party' was going on. They ran through, running into a door, which introduced them to 2 cybering mods. "Ugh, what the hell!"
They jumped out a nearby window. The Flamer turned around. "Is it hot, or is it just me?" He started laughing as he took out a lighter, lit it, then threw it at the house. The group then ran away,
"FREEZE!!11!1"
The Trollers looked around. They were surrounded by a group of Mods. They all had shabby banhammers in their hands.
"Could you PLEASE just give me a minute?"
The Hacker stood up, the hard drive on his chest glowing. His eyes started glowing as he stared at the frightened Admins.
All of a sudden, the Mods' eyes started glowing. The Hacker started to speak. "YOU WILL LEAVE NOW."
Out of nowhere, they all started to walk away, dropping their banhammers. The Mods then started to pass out, one by one.
The Trollers each picked up a banhammer, then started to walk away. "Next Destination: Pad Center."
The Troll started to laugh maniacally as they walked away, searching for 'Pad Center'.
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DSIPAD DEVASTATED! An administrator on Wikipedia found the devastating ruins of DSiPad, a DSi Browser-compatible site. More than half the buildings were burned down, and there were at least 30 Mods found unconscious. Forensic Moderators have found pixelprints linked to The Trollers. The authorities have not yet located The Trollers just yet.
HullBreach sat in his chair as he looked at the board. He was the only person in the room. There were paragraphs, pictures, and papers everywhere. He was in the TMJ Development room. "So, Hockfin will most likely be-"
He heard a knock at the door. Hull walked over. "Hello?"
"Hey, Hull!"
Savant was at the door. "Sav, I thought you were on leave for a while." Hull opened the door.
"Yeah, I was. But I have something to show you."
"What is it?"
Savant took a newspaper out of her pocket and handed it to Hull. Hull skimmed it. His eyes widened as he sat down.
Savant looked at the newspaper, then back at Hull. "Horrible, isn't it? I knew Pad would fall soon, but this..."
Hull stopped. "No, not that..."
"What?"
Hull looked at Savant with concern. "The last Virus. It's IN DSiPad. And The Trollers have it."
NoBody walked off The Chrome. He liked Paint, but he needed to find out who these "Trollers" were before he had any more fun.
He opened the doors and walked into Wikipedia. The place was HUGE. There had to be AT LEAST 1000000 books! The place was completely white and grey, with many books, shelves, and tables. He saw a section called "GAMING SITES". He walked over and looked around for about 10 minutes. He was about to give up until he saw a book titled "NINTENDO-COMPATIBLE SITES: SDK, PLAZA, PAD, AND MORE".
He looked through it and flipped to "SDK".
SDK, or Paint, is a popular 3DS/DSi/Wii compatible site, which started with "Wii Opera SDK", a software development kit website for the Wii, created by HullBreach in the early age of the Internet. It then evolved into DSiPaint for the DSi, then 3DSPaint for the 3DS. SDK is still up and running, and is one of the most successful gaming sites on the Internet.
Hm. So that's who HullBreach was. He then looked back at the table of contents and saw a chapter called "GAMING SITES IN THE EARLY AGE" He flipped to the page.
Not much is known about ancient Internet times. However, ancient pixelgraphs have confirmed that SDK and DSiPad were among the small number of websites created at the time.
NoBody flipped over a number of pages, then saw another paragraph.
DSiPad had a failing community, however. The Mods were barbaric, and regular users were never stopped. However, there was a group of 5 children who were born on Pad. They despised their birthplace, feeling disgust out of merely mentioning the name. They ran away, and tried to get a life in Wii Opera SDK. However, they were denied entrance by HullBreach, as a person born in a website MUST stay there unless the site threatens their life.
Wow. These kids seemed to have a pretty tough life.
The kids were sent back to DSiPad. This 'punishment' took a toll on their sanity, having taken 3 years to find SDK. Enraged, they nearly destroyed Pad, and ran away again. They all swore revenge on HullBreach. They now roam the dark corners of the World Wide Web, and are now known as The Trollers.
"FINALLY! I FINALLY HAVE IT!"
The Troll was yelling, appalled by his achievement. He now held in his hand an orb, surrounded by blue and green electricity as the thing crackled and boomed.
They were walking away from DSiPad, having ransacked the entire site after acquiring it. There was no building that was not burned. No member that was not dead. No survivors.
The other 4 were walking behind him, all of them bedazzled by the shining orb.
The Hacker took a glance at it. "What do we do now?"
The Troll looked at him with the most sadistic smile one could imagine.
Let's take it on a test drive.NoBody ran back to Paint, book in hand. He didn't even bother getting on a train. He had the information. It was sad, what happened to The Trollers. But they were still bad people. Wait. Were they?
As he ran away from Wikipedia, he came across a horrible sight. It was Facebook. It was torn apart! Every single building and house was torn apart, and there were dead bodies everywhere. As he looked around, he saw a blue ambulance arriving and taking the bodies.
There was a wall left untouched. There were words painted on.
U MAD?
Then another one.
WILL THE NEW MEMBER OF PAINT PLEASE STEP UP?
NoBody ran, as fast as he could. If The Trollers were still there...
Hull finally woke up. He had heard about FB. This was getting serious. Harassing a new member was one thing, but... Destroying an ENTIRE site? This went too far!
Wait. The door. It's open. He was pretty sure he closed it.
"Hello there."
Surprised, Hull turned around to see a figure in a black hood. He had a red necklace, decorated with smiles. He himself wore a smile that only a madman could wear.
"What are you doing here?" Hull said.
The Troll took a few steps forward. "Just paying a visit..."
"You will have no visiting here. Leave."
The Troll laughed. "Why? We're just getting started..."
All the lights turned off. It was pitch black. Suddenly, a pair of red eyes appeared for a split second. Then more. Horrible, unspeakable things were appearing... And Hull had no Banhammer.
Things were surrounding him. Monsters, creatures, anything that could scare an overlord.
Then it all stopped. The room was still dark, but the madness stopped. Then, The Troll appeared again.
"Do you know what this is?"
Hull looked up to see a purple orb, flowing with energy. It was about a foot and a half tall.
"Th-the last v-virus..."
"THAT'S RIGHT!"
Hull flinched. How was he supposed to escape if he had no Banhammer?
"What happened was not my fault."
The Troll crouched down and looked at Hull. Then he started to scream. "DON'T LIE TO ME!"
Hull squirmed in silence, listening to his attacker.
"What happened WAS your fault, and YOU KNOW IT! You think you're so much better than us, just because you're 'SUCCESSFUL'!"
"I don't think anything like that."
"I have a name, you know."
The Troll came closer to Hull and whispered "Trollius".
"I think it's time to give you a taste of your own medicine, hm? Let's see what it feels like."
The Troll took the orb, and rested it against Hull's head. He started to protest, but it was too late. He started shaking violently, spasming back and forth as energy twisted and turned around Hull's body. his eyes turned pitch black as he stood up.
The Troll had CHANGED Hull, using the virus. He started laughing maniacally, as he ordered Hull. "You will show those "Painters" what pain REALLY feels like."
Hull looked straight at The Troll, then grinned just as wildly as The Troll.
Anything for you, sir.
The Troll walked away as HullBreach disappeared. He had finally done it! He now had his revenge on Hull, and on all of Paint. The other 4 were on their way to the other sites, ready to be demolished. He had finally got his revenge.
"Come on, man." Trollius said, as he led his 4 brothers out of Pad. They were finally leaving! They could finally have a life in Wii Opera SDK! Pad was terrible anyway. Trollius wasn't leaving just because he hated it. He was leaving because he knew how much of a bad example that would lead for his 4 brothers. Had they stayed, they would grow up to become heartless thieves, killing anyone who dared to classify them as Pad's "Noobs". Hopefully, HullBreach would be kind enough to let them enter.
NoBody had just arrived in Paint. All seemed peaceful, for the most part. TB was on his way to the HELP building. Haru was lurking in Chatroom YOSHI. For the most part, it seemed normal.
Then the madness started.
BOOM.
All of a sudden, a member had flown from one side of the area to the other, being struck by an unseen force, and hitting a wall. This alerted the other members.
A man in a red and blue suit was walking along. He was smiling, banhammer in hand. He looked familiar. Wait a minute. That was...
HullBreach.
Hull walked casually, smiling as he looked at the helpless man with a sadistic glare.
Haruspex walked out of YOSHI and stumbled upon the mess. He looked at Hull with a look of concern. "Hull, what's happening?"
Hull turned around and looked at Haru with that creepy smile. "He just needed a Ban..." Hull started to giggle.
Just a ban...
The Noob walked into YouTube. "il show dem just how 'noobish' i am" he muttered. Everyone thought he was an idiot, but he was smarter then they thought. It always got him angry, and man, was he PISSED. The Troll had ordered him to come to YouTube, to show them what a noob REALLY was.
A man had a video camera in hand. "Hey, go away, Noob, I'm taping my-"
The Noob snapped, then grabbed the man by the neck, growling. The man looked at him in horror until he finally suffocated, then died. The other people looked at him.
oh yah, im a noob alrite...
"wat if hull says no?" The Noob asked. Trollius looked at him with a compassionate smile. "Don't worry! He'll say yes! He has to!" The 5 brothers had made their way through, having just got off The Opera. They were just a few miles from Wii Opera SDK. Trollius grinned, then got off.
Haru walked to Hull, trying to calm him down. "Hey, Hull, calm down. Just sit down, an-"
"NO!"
Hull got out his Banhammer, then chuckled. "I think it's hungry," he said. "The hammer. I can FEEEEEEEL it!"
Hull approached, ready to strike, until a member ran to him. "Hey, I think you should lay down a while."
Hull frowned, then struck the member with the banhammer. He flew out into the sky, then landed back on the ground. Letters appeared above his body, rearranging into a word that most members feared.
PERMA'D
TO BE CONTINUED...