User talk:NedWolfkin

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Please leave a message on my talk page if I can help with anything!

ClericofMadness (talk) 13:48, August 18, 2018 (UTC)

Message
There's no need to create a Trollpasta archive wikia. The Trollpasta admins have the situation under control and are working on a Trollpasta website.

Goddy (Talk) 03:20, August 19, 2018 (UTC)

Re:Frankenstein
I noticed that too, and if you want you can pursue it with the admins. A lot of classic PD horror works were uploaded to this wiki in its early days and it may be time to revisit how good a job was done.

That said, please don't delete talk page messages, it's against the rules.

EDIT: Actually, after reading over the talk page etiquette rules, it's unclear if removing your own messages from someone's talk page is against the rules, but I would avoid it just to be safe.

Your friendly neighborhood night owl. (talk) 05:09, August 25, 2018 (UTC)

blog
Hey, just a head's up, you seem to have accidentally disabled comments on your latest blog post so we can't respond. Unless the problem is with my browser and it's just me.

Your friendly neighborhood night owl. (talk) 05:47, August 31, 2018 (UTC)

Whoops! Now try it.

NedWolfkin 06:00, August 31, 2018 (UTC)

Re: Image
Nope, I got that from /x/. The McDonald's Building is kind of a running gag there. LOLSKELETONS (talk) 18:29, September 5, 2018 (UTC)

Thank You
I guess I wasn't thinking clearly. After all, I am Squidmanescape (talk) 09:53, September 15, 2018 (UTC), and I have once again let outside factors cloud my judgement. Thank you very much for alerting me to that.

Nice System
Hey there. I've seen a few of your comments and I just wanted to compliment your very orderly system. I love a good bit of organization. Good stuff you have there.

J. Deschene (talk) 22:05, September 19, 2018 (UTC)

Messages Sent and Deleted by TheKidOfWikis
Message One What's up? Care to talk a little bit? I'm not mad at you, I just wanna talk. You don't have to, I come in peace bro (i'm not getting that from aliens). Let's just talk for a bit if you're ok with that.

Message Two I got a respond from Squid instead!

[//creepypasta.wikia.com/wiki/User:TheKidOfWikis https://creepypasta.wikia.com/wiki/User:TheKidOfWikis]

I still don't know how to sign, sorry.

Small Concerns
Hey Ned, I'm obviously not an admin, but just wanted to bring up a small concern I've felt when looking at some of your comments recently. On The Soul of a Demon and A Statue of a Little Boy (now deleted), in the comments, you've kinda implied the stories will be deleted due to user behaviour. On A Statue, you said it would likely be deleted due to the author angrily lashing out, and on The Soul, you said, "The page is going to be deleted. Next time don't try to pass a story off as your first." It's not my place to tell you what you can and can't comment, but I worry that implying (untruthfully) that stories will be deleted due to author behaviour is just going to enrage them and fuel accusations of bias. Stories are only ever deleted for violating QS, or rules relating to their content (the blacklist, copyright stuff, etc). Author behaviour simply isn't a factor in the way you suggest. Really, is there much of a need to comment at all on stories which are pending deletion? It just seems like gloating.

Also, I've been looking at the way you edit stories, and a lot of your changes seem kinda unnecessary. Here, for example. You're correcting the capitalisation of a single word within a temporary maintenance template. I don't think anyone would have trouble understanding the word "rpg" due to it not being capitalised. Or here. Although the pasta does have one occasion where a new paragraph should have been started for a new speaker (that I can see), does that really warrant adding to the M4R notice, rather than just fixing the issue? I would really not go so far as to call that page a wall of text. Although I can't access them, since they're deleted now, I recall a lot of times where you've repeatedly edited the deletion template on pastas to add tiny things/change wording. It just doesn't seem like a good use of your time, and could almost be considered as pointsgaming, since it's pretty much entirely unneeded.

You do a lot of good work reviewing incoming stories, I just wouldn't want you to get picked up for pointsgaming by an admin, y'know? Hoping you're well!

Underscorre talk - contrib - log 14:10, September 20, 2018 (UTC)

Thanks
Heya, just wanted to thank you for noticing my mistake on Midnight Terror (where I corrected "had" to "haa" for some reason, derp). Good eye! :)

Underscorre talk - contrib - log 17:10, September 24, 2018 (UTC)

Listen
You should calm down a little. An obvious troll/vandal won't get us in trouble with Wikia Staff. They might make stupid decisions at times, but they ain't that stupid. I suggest you leave the guy be and let the admins take care of him. LOLSKELETONS (talk) 03:42, September 27, 2018 (UTC)

Thank You for the Confirmation
Ned,

Thank you for the notice that the Admins were working the issue.

Dr. Bob

Doctor Bob Smith, MD, Specializing in Proctology. (talk) 08:44, September 27, 2018 (UTC)

I don't know
Ned,

Hopefully sanity will prevail in the end. I have tried to remove his ugliness from my stories but he will keep on after I have gone to bed. It was a bad work day today and I expect another one tomorrow. I don't have time for this trash.

This is ridiculous. Why? Why hasn't this guy's IP been banned? Or his range of them? Cripes. Same guy.

Dr. Bob

Reverting the Vandal
Ned, we have a tool to automatically revert all the vandals' edits. Manually reverting each one makes this harder to clean up. I can't tackle it rn because I'm on mobile, but VSTF/admins will handle it soon. There's not a need to manually revert.

Underscorre talk - contrib - log 09:07, September 27, 2018 (UTC)


 * It's no problem, but you guys should just leave it be & stop all edits for now, makes rollbacks harder. Underscorre talk - contrib - log 09:19, September 27, 2018 (UTC)

Edgelord of Tomorrow
Yeah it seems so, you don't have to worry about anything. That dick's behaviour shouldn't ruin anyone else's fun. Thanks for helping out too. Life's a lot easier when users push back against this sort of thing. ChristianWallis (talk) 10:01, September 27, 2018 (UTC)


 * Also your talk page still has some analingus related anomalies. We're all gonna wanna check our talk pages for remnants of vandalism like this ChristianWallis (talk) 10:02, September 27, 2018 (UTC)


 * Yeah I'd appreciate that a lot actually. I need to get back to work ChristianWallis (talk) 10:03, September 27, 2018 (UTC)

Vandal Vanquished?
Heya Ned :)

Just letting you know, I've just finished clearing up the last bits of the damage from earlier. All porn deleted, all edits reverted, all users banned. Thanks very much for your vigilance in tackling this stuff. I've reverted the vandalism that still remained on your talk page.

We've already got all the socks you mentioned on Christian's talk page blocked, but let us know if you find anything else :)

I think the most important thing to remember is to try to keep discussion of the vandal to a minimum. They do this for attention, so following Wikipedia's principle of revert, block, ignore is the best way to deal with them.

Thanks again!

Underscorre talk - contrib - log 13:11, September 27, 2018 (UTC)

Enough
These petty arguments should not be left in comment sections on people stories. If you have a problem with me, just keep it to yourself. I don't like you much either but I dropped the issue after ChristianWillis said his piece. I suggest you do the same before this becomes bigger than it needs to be.

L0CKED334 (talk) 18:36, September 27, 2018 (UTC)

This Time it's Personal
So this seems like an interpersonal issue if I'm honest. No one's breaking any rules. Just try to avoid each other. You clearly don't get along and if you continue to clash you're just going to take a place you visit recreationally and turn into somewhere that stresses you out or makes you feel uncomfortable. Speaking from experience, I can say comfortably that arguing with people online is fruitless. I don't always follow my own advice, but it's something I try to adhere to, and I recommend you do too. Rise above it, don't let it bother you, enjoy yourself and focus on the writing. ChristianWallis (talk) 21:54, September 27, 2018 (UTC)

No worries
That's okay, always happy to help. Hope you guys can continue to use this wikia without any future problems. If you need anything in the future feel free to let me know ChristianWallis (talk) 13:48, September 28, 2018 (UTC)

Deletion Tag
Ned, I really think you need to be more careful when tagging things for deletion. This is unacceptable, IMO. My intention isn't to just bust your chops here, tagging something for deletion is a serious decision. It's like saying, "If I was an admin, this would be gone." That's a big deal to add to someone's story. There are clearly no major misspellings there, I want to assume good faith, but it appears as if you may not have properly read the story before tagging. Except in the most extreme cases (i.e: where a story is unreadable), it won't be deleted for just having poor spelling. You need to always read carefully before tagging, ensure you're adding the right reason, otherwise you're going to elicit (justified) anger from the creator, as with what happened on that story. The page has issues, sure, and it should be deleted, but putting a random reason like that is worrying to me.

Underscorre talk - contrib - log 18:06, September 28, 2018 (UTC)

Apology
I know that my treatment of situations on the wiki lately have caused tension and some of that has nothing to do with you. I have been dealing with personal stress that seems to have spilled over into other aspects of my life (not just here), I sincerely apologize for any comment that may have been seen as an attack on you personally. We have different view points on many things but that is no reason for me to act the way I have. I hope we can come to agreement to disagree at times but move past it. I would hope that I have not negatively influenced your experience here and I am trying to not let it disrupt mine. I like this place and everyone in it and I hope that continues. Again, I am truly sorry for my actions.L0CKED334 (talk) 02:40, September 29, 2018 (UTC)

RE: Vandalism
Hey Ned, thanks for bringing this to my attention, and sorry I did not respond more quickly!

Unfortunately I was away this week, but I see the issue has been dealt with. If you spot any other similar activity, please let me know. Have a good one! MrDupin (talk) 10:17, September 29, 2018 (UTC)


 * Thanks for the rundown of events, much appreciated, and thanks for all the work and help you provide around the wiki! Cheers! MrDupin (talk) 11:03, September 29, 2018 (UTC)

Appreciation
Thanks for fixing the vandalism on 'The Hell Inside My Head'. I wish the system would notify authors when edits are made to their stories, but I'm glad you caught it, because I had no idea it even happened until now. Seriously, thanks a ton.

TheWizardOfTheWoods (talk) 17:43, October 1, 2018 (UTC)

I didnt mean to put the exe

Sklitsklatsklot (talk) 06:00, October 2, 2018 (UTC)

Pls
Im so sorry :( Pls dont delete there is no title changing button Pls pls pls :( :( i sacrifice my self 1 day block to make that article not deleted Sklitsklatsklot (talk) 06:04, October 2, 2018 (UTC)

Well iwas picking title names but im so lazy that i named it exe

Fuck You Trolls You're Not my Dad
Hey, thanks for the head's up. I dealt with it by blocking them. I never realised that without the TPW we'd see such a spike in our trollpastas. I swear there's been more than usual ChristianWallis (talk) 13:23, October 2, 2018 (UTC)

:^                         )
Hey Ned, wanna grab some cereal sometime? I'd like you to meet my friend. He has a long nose and no body. But he's very polite :)

Love you XOXO

Long nosed team

Knock knock, Guess who It's me the long nosed nobody! Telling you to have a wonderful day and remember to have a lot of fibre. A good way to get fibre in your diet is with cereal :))))))) Have some cereal, Ned. Have some cereal. Long Nosed Team :^                                                             )

Guess who?

Mjolnir Minute
Ned,

I've been spree-banning the user(s) who wandalized your talk page and posted spam stories.

However, I'd like to suggest something.

The bio you have on your userpage and in the userbox makes you a good targed. Do away with it, at least for the moment.

 Helel ben Shahaar  ( talk ) 14:04, October 2, 2018 (UTC)

It was a Tuesday, I can't remember the date but it was a few years ago now. I'd just got off work and I was stopping by the regular market. A quaint store just down the road from my place. I got all the necessities and was on my way to the counter when it caught my eye, a box of Fruit Loops. Glimmering under light from the white bulbs, at an absolute steal of a price. $2 dollars, for a 500g box, it was a miracle. A once in a lifetime deal, something humankind would ever see again. So I bought two boxes of God's cereal and headed for home.

I placed the boxes on the bench, looking over the receipt. I still couldn't believe how cheap they were. This thought stayed with me as I packed away the rest of my groceries and had dinner. I couldn't take my eyes off the boxes, they called to me, like some unattainable goal I would never reach. My mouth watered at the thought of ingesting their sugary goodness. I had a shower and went to bed, dreaming of tomorrow morning when I would be able to eat the loops.

A loud bump from downstairs woke me in the middle of the night. A solid but meaty thump, like flesh against wood... Except I had tile. I grabbed my 20 gauge and crept into the hall, the dark played tricks on my eyes, the shadows all casting the same fluttering shapes along the walls. I made my way down the stairs, beads of sweat forming on the back of my neck as I approached the floor.

I saw it standing there, a horribly deformed eldritch horror. It stood as tall as my ceiling, maybe taller as it hunched over my kitchen bench. It had no legs, a snake-like body clad in leathery white skin. His body forming into a neck and head, with a giant nose and clad in an aged bicycle helmet. A singular arm hoisted a box over its gaping mouth. My Fruit Loops and one box was already empty.

I watched on in horror as it finished my second box of loops and contorted it's horrific body to look at me. "Provide me with loops, brother." I gasped for air, it's oppressive gaze sapped the life from my legs, and the shotgun clattered to the ground. I couldn't move, I couldn't see, but I could think one thing alone. I had to acquire loops.

And so I write this tale, to tell you about the Long-Nosed Nobody. And if you see the Long-Nosed Nobody, do not fear, just provide him with LOOPS.

It was a Tuesday, I can't remember the date but it was a few years ago now. I'd just got off work and I was stopping by the regular market. A quaint store just down the road from my place. I got all the necessities and was on my way to the counter when it caught my eye, a box of Fruit Loops. Glimmering under light from the white bulbs, at an absolute steal of a price. $2 dollars, for a 500g box, it was a miracle. A once in a lifetime deal, something humankind would ever see again. So I bought two boxes of God's cereal and headed for home.

I placed the boxes on the bench, looking over the receipt. I still couldn't believe how cheap they were. This thought stayed with me as I packed away the rest of my groceries and had dinner. I couldn't take my eyes off the boxes, they called to me, like some unattainable goal I would never reach. My mouth watered at the thought of ingesting their sugary goodness. I had a shower and went to bed, dreaming of tomorrow morning when I would be able to eat the loops.

A loud bump from downstairs woke me in the middle of the night. A solid but meaty thump, like flesh against wood... Except I had tile. I grabbed my 20 gauge and crept into the hall, the dark played tricks on my eyes, the shadows all casting the same fluttering shapes along the walls. I made my way down the stairs, beads of sweat forming on the back of my neck as I approached the floor.

I saw it standing there, a horribly deformed eldritch horror. It stood as tall as my ceiling, maybe taller as it hunched over my kitchen bench. It had no legs, a snake-like body clad in leathery white skin. His body forming into a neck and head, with a giant nose and clad in an aged bicycle helmet. A singular arm hoisted a box over its gaping mouth. My Fruit Loops and one box was already empty.

I watched on in horror as it finished my second box of loops and contorted it's horrific body to look at me. "Provide me with loops, brother." I gasped for air, it's oppressive gaze sapped the life from my legs, and the shotgun clattered to the ground. I couldn't move, I couldn't see, but I could think one thing alone. I had to acquire loops.

And so I write this tale, to tell you about the Long-Nosed Nobody. And if you see the Long-Nosed Nobody, do not fear, just provide him with LOOPS.

It was a Tuesday, I can't remember the date but it was a few years ago now. I'd just got off work and I was stopping by the regular market. A quaint store just down the road from my place. I got all the necessities and was on my way to the counter when it caught my eye, a box of Fruit Loops. Glimmering under light from the white bulbs, at an absolute steal of a price. $2 dollars, for a 500g box, it was a miracle. A once in a lifetime deal, something humankind would ever see again. So I bought two boxes of God's cereal and headed for home.

I placed the boxes on the bench, looking over the receipt. I still couldn't believe how cheap they were. This thought stayed with me as I packed away the rest of my groceries and had dinner. I couldn't take my eyes off the boxes, they called to me, like some unattainable goal I would never reach. My mouth watered at the thought of ingesting their sugary goodness. I had a shower and went to bed, dreaming of tomorrow morning when I would be able to eat the loops.

A loud bump from downstairs woke me in the middle of the night. A solid but meaty thump, like flesh against wood... Except I had tile. I grabbed my 20 gauge and crept into the hall, the dark played tricks on my eyes, the shadows all casting the same fluttering shapes along the walls. I made my way down the stairs, beads of sweat forming on the back of my neck as I approached the floor.

I saw it standing there, a horribly deformed eldritch horror. It stood as tall as my ceiling, maybe taller as it hunched over my kitchen bench. It had no legs, a snake-like body clad in leathery white skin. His body forming into a neck and head, with a giant nose and clad in an aged bicycle helmet. A singular arm hoisted a box over its gaping mouth. My Fruit Loops and one box was already empty.

I watched on in horror as it finished my second box of loops and contorted it's horrific body to look at me. "Provide me with loops, brother." I gasped for air, it's oppressive gaze sapped the life from my legs, and the shotgun clattered to the ground. I couldn't move, I couldn't see, but I could think one thing alone. I had to acquire loops.

And so I write this tale, to tell you about the Long-Nosed Nobody. And if you see the Long-Nosed Nobody, do not fear, just provide him with LOOPS.

It was a Tuesday, I can't remember the date but it was a few years ago now. I'd just got off work and I was stopping by the regular market. A quaint store just down the road from my place. I got all the necessities and was on my way to the counter when it caught my eye, a box of Fruit Loops. Glimmering under light from the white bulbs, at an absolute steal of a price. $2 dollars, for a 500g box, it was a miracle. A once in a lifetime deal, something humankind would ever see again. So I bought two boxes of God's cereal and headed for home.

I placed the boxes on the bench, looking over the receipt. I still couldn't believe how cheap they were. This thought stayed with me as I packed away the rest of my groceries and had dinner. I couldn't take my eyes off the boxes, they called to me, like some unattainable goal I would never reach. My mouth watered at the thought of ingesting their sugary goodness. I had a shower and went to bed, dreaming of tomorrow morning when I would be able to eat the loops.

A loud bump from downstairs woke me in the middle of the night. A solid but meaty thump, like flesh against wood... Except I had tile. I grabbed my 20 gauge and crept into the hall, the dark played tricks on my eyes, the shadows all casting the same fluttering shapes along the walls. I made my way down the stairs, beads of sweat forming on the back of my neck as I approached the floor.

I saw it standing there, a horribly deformed eldritch horror. It stood as tall as my ceiling, maybe taller as it hunched over my kitchen bench. It had no legs, a snake-like body clad in leathery white skin. His body forming into a neck and head, with a giant nose and clad in an aged bicycle helmet. A singular arm hoisted a box over its gaping mouth. My Fruit Loops and one box was already empty.

I watched on in horror as it finished my second box of loops and contorted it's horrific body to look at me. "Provide me with loops, brother." I gasped for air, it's oppressive gaze sapped the life from my legs, and the shotgun clattered to the ground. I couldn't move, I couldn't see, but I could think one thing alone. I had to acquire loops.

And so I write this tale, to tell you about the Long-Nosed Nobody. And if you see the Long-Nosed Nobody, do not fear, just provide him with LOOPS.

It was a Tuesday, I can't remember the date but it was a few years ago now. I'd just got off work and I was stopping by the regular market. A quaint store just down the road from my place. I got all the necessities and was on my way to the counter when it caught my eye, a box of Fruit Loops. Glimmering under light from the white bulbs, at an absolute steal of a price. $2 dollars, for a 500g box, it was a miracle. A once in a lifetime deal, something humankind would ever see again. So I bought two boxes of God's cereal and headed for home.

I placed the boxes on the bench, looking over the receipt. I still couldn't believe how cheap they were. This thought stayed with me as I packed away the rest of my groceries and had dinner. I couldn't take my eyes off the boxes, they called to me, like some unattainable goal I would never reach. My mouth watered at the thought of ingesting their sugary goodness. I had a shower and went to bed, dreaming of tomorrow morning when I would be able to eat the loops.

A loud bump from downstairs woke me in the middle of the night. A solid but meaty thump, like flesh against wood... Except I had tile. I grabbed my 20 gauge and crept into the hall, the dark played tricks on my eyes, the shadows all casting the same fluttering shapes along the walls. I made my way down the stairs, beads of sweat forming on the back of my neck as I approached the floor.

I saw it standing there, a horribly deformed eldritch horror. It stood as tall as my ceiling, maybe taller as it hunched over my kitchen bench. It had no legs, a snake-like body clad in leathery white skin. His body forming into a neck and head, with a giant nose and clad in an aged bicycle helmet. A singular arm hoisted a box over its gaping mouth. My Fruit Loops and one box was already empty.

I watched on in horror as it finished my second box of loops and contorted it's horrific body to look at me. "Provide me with loops, brother." I gasped for air, it's oppressive gaze sapped the life from my legs, and the shotgun clattered to the ground. I couldn't move, I couldn't see, but I could think one thing alone. I had to acquire loops.

And so I write this tale, to tell you about the Long-Nosed Nobody. And if you see the Long-Nosed Nobody, do not fear, just provide him with LOOPS.

It was a Tuesday, I can't remember the date but it was a few years ago now. I'd just got off work and I was stopping by the regular market. A quaint store just down the road from my place. I got all the necessities and was on my way to the counter when it caught my eye, a box of Fruit Loops. Glimmering under light from the white bulbs, at an absolute steal of a price. $2 dollars, for a 500g box, it was a miracle. A once in a lifetime deal, something humankind would ever see again. So I bought two boxes of God's cereal and headed for home.

I placed the boxes on the bench, looking over the receipt. I still couldn't believe how cheap they were. This thought stayed with me as I packed away the rest of my groceries and had dinner. I couldn't take my eyes off the boxes, they called to me, like some unattainable goal I would never reach. My mouth watered at the thought of ingesting their sugary goodness. I had a shower and went to bed, dreaming of tomorrow morning when I would be able to eat the loops.

A loud bump from downstairs woke me in the middle of the night. A solid but meaty thump, like flesh against wood... Except I had tile. I grabbed my 20 gauge and crept into the hall, the dark played tricks on my eyes, the shadows all casting the same fluttering shapes along the walls. I made my way down the stairs, beads of sweat forming on the back of my neck as I approached the floor.

I saw it standing there, a horribly deformed eldritch horror. It stood as tall as my ceiling, maybe taller as it hunched over my kitchen bench. It had no legs, a snake-like body clad in leathery white skin. His body forming into a neck and head, with a giant nose and clad in an aged bicycle helmet. A singular arm hoisted a box over its gaping mouth. My Fruit Loops and one box was already empty.

I watched on in horror as it finished my second box of loops and contorted it's horrific body to look at me. "Provide me with loops, brother." I gasped for air, it's oppressive gaze sapped the life from my legs, and the shotgun clattered to the ground. I couldn't move, I couldn't see, but I could think one thing alone. I had to acquire loops.

And so I write this tale, to tell you about the Long-Nosed Nobody. And if you see the Long-Nosed Nobody, do not fear, just provide him with LOOPS.

It was a Tuesday, I can't remember the date but it was a few years ago now. I'd just got off work and I was stopping by the regular market. A quaint store just down the road from my place. I got all the necessities and was on my way to the counter when it caught my eye, a box of Fruit Loops. Glimmering under light from the white bulbs, at an absolute steal of a price. $2 dollars, for a 500g box, it was a miracle. A once in a lifetime deal, something humankind would ever see again. So I bought two boxes of God's cereal and headed for home.

I placed the boxes on the bench, looking over the receipt. I still couldn't believe how cheap they were. This thought stayed with me as I packed away the rest of my groceries and had dinner. I couldn't take my eyes off the boxes, they called to me, like some unattainable goal I would never reach. My mouth watered at the thought of ingesting their sugary goodness. I had a shower and went to bed, dreaming of tomorrow morning when I would be able to eat the loops.

A loud bump from downstairs woke me in the middle of the night. A solid but meaty thump, like flesh against wood... Except I had tile. I grabbed my 20 gauge and crept into the hall, the dark played tricks on my eyes, the shadows all casting the same fluttering shapes along the walls. I made my way down the stairs, beads of sweat forming on the back of my neck as I approached the floor.

I saw it standing there, a horribly deformed eldritch horror. It stood as tall as my ceiling, maybe taller as it hunched over my kitchen bench. It had no legs, a snake-like body clad in leathery white skin. His body forming into a neck and head, with a giant nose and clad in an aged bicycle helmet. A singular arm hoisted a box over its gaping mouth. My Fruit Loops and one box was already empty.

I watched on in horror as it finished my second box of loops and contorted it's horrific body to look at me. "Provide me with loops, brother." I gasped for air, it's oppressive gaze sapped the life from my legs, and the shotgun clattered to the ground. I couldn't move, I couldn't see, but I could think one thing alone. I had to acquire loops.

And so I write this tale, to tell you about the Long-Nosed Nobody. And if you see the Long-Nosed Nobody, do not fear, just provide him with LOOPS.