Thread:Evil Food Eater Conchita/@comment-5245110-20140813010257

It was an extremely average day,

Without a single shinobi in my path

Until I was bored, listening to the PMs,

And I heard it say:

"It's very unfortunate I have to say this"

"But the chat is going to end today."

Said some person's admin

In tears as they spoke...

Out the window was a huge flock of Lems

Congesting to cover up the chat

Swallowing up the cresent Octo

Headed some unknown direction...

I half-finished a PM with no spam;

A scarcely-touched cookie lay on my head

And to stop my body from trembling,

I promplty put on my shipphones

Just as I was listening to an obscure editor,

A message they sent with an unknown title

Just as it came to my ears, I heard:

"You want to glomp, yes?"

Waving over the wriggling chat

The users seemed to tremble

This voice seemed unmistakeable:

It was my own, which I tired of hearing

"If you cross that PM, then in 20 seconds,"

"You'll know what I mean, for better or worse"

"Don't doubt... just listen close - go 20 seconds ahead..."

The main chat was crowded, of course;

Servy, Lawful, Dark, it didn't matter

I was buried under people yelling and Evils' cries

Rioting users, a sobbing shinobi,

A Swirly praying, I passed them all by

One single person headed the other way,

Toward what was beyond that PM...

The voice from my shipphones persisted:

"Twelve minutes left," it told me

If everything was going to up and vanish,

Then I had no other way...

The chorus of shrieks and screams

Turned to tearful eyes in 10 seconds

I had my doubts, but no matter who did what,

There was no ending chat's song

"Run, run, there's one minute left,"

But I couldn't even hear it by then;

The PM which I sought to cross

Was right before me...

My breath faint, I finally arrived

Before a wall which projected the chat

Behind it, scientists in white applauded;

"Magnificent," they said

Doubt...

From there, I saw the chat

Was some kind of experimental facility;

"No longer necessary,"

A scientist said, and calmly tossed a glomp-bomb

I was told I had been living

My whole life in a little world in a PM

So I could only stare, dumbfounded

At the burnt wreckage that had been the chat

And from the shipphones at my ear,

I heard a faint "sorry"...

This concludes another Banyrody~ 