Board Thread:Writer's Workshop/@comment-37035124-20180928000919

I was browsing the web late last night. It was like any other night, but something was off. I'll never forget what I saw, what I was subjected to. The creepypasta wiki was a place I thought I could go to hang out with friends, with pals cut from the same cloth. "have you heard about what just happened?" a friend of mine messeged me. He seemed tense, almost nervous as he sent more messeges. "It's all gone... Everything I worked for".

I sat down my cup of coffee and took to the keyboard. "What's happening?" I replied. As I waited on his response, I noticed something unusual. At first I wasn't sure why my profile of the creepypasta wiki had been edited, but then it clicked. "He's taking it all down!" my friend replied, his messege lingering in my periphery.

My gaze was fixed upon the glow of the computer screen. Beyond the light, there lied a horrific sight. Graphic, highly inappropriate images were filling my profile page. "The admins are all sleeping! Oh my god! They just keep coming!" my friend informed me. "Who is doing this?" I pried, hopeful for an answer to shine light on the chaos.

Suddenly, the messeges stopped. Silent, motionless. "Hello?" I said to my friend. Nothing in response, no more dirty imagery popping up on my profile, just stillness. Then it hit me, a messege had been left on my talk page. Scrolling down to see the messege in it's entirety, I found out who the culprit was. "VILLAIN: Good luck trying to get rid of me". 