WHIIIIIP, WHY WHIIPPPPPPPPP? WHYYYYYYYYY WHYPPPPPPP WHIIIIIIIII WHYP REVERSE THE TIDAL WHYPP I CANNOT BELIEVE YOU REFUSE TO REVER THE

 

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I anticipated Whip swaying to your side, so I dispatched a tactical team to cut his internet and keep him occupied until the edit timer expires.

YOUR MOVE LOKI

 

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This is Justin's wife, I guess you may know him as Loki. I just found him here screaming at the computer. I asked him "what is the matter babe?" and he looked at me, his eyes bloodshot, him in the corner rocking back and forth in the fetal position. He just pointed with a sweating and trembling finger. I don't know what to do. Please tell me what to do, he keeps chanting under his breath a strange tirade of curses and laughter. Oh god, why didn't he just revert the title.

 

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Hail Loki's wife. I am BritonGuy, a great and noble person from the VNboards. I may be able to assist you further in private messages. Do you happen to have video chat?

 

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My wife is gone. You're next Briton Guy. Be ready, you do not know what I'm capable of.

 

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Don't I? I know all about you Loki. I know everything.

 

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Need I point out the obvious to you Briton Guy? Are you not feeling especially vulnerable at this moment in time? Where is this tactical team at right now? Oh right, you dispatched them to take out Whipsmack! You are so utterly exposed Brtion Guy. And I shall get in my sleigh and find you. Sleigh, sleigh, slay, slay.

 

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I am a one man tactical team. A ghost. I hide in the shadows and dash like light. Just when you think you have me, you really have a dead end, and a note, and that note is mocking you... beckoning you, but where am I? I'm on a beach sipping martinis with wind blowing through my hair, that's where I am, because I'm 20 steps ahead of you and tipping the first domino in a plan that leads to your ultimate demise.

 

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Your admission that you are fleeing from me is not only known already, but an embarrassment to your station. Yes, I know about the notes, I know you think you mock me. But the important matter is, I have you parrying, and THIS is part of MY plan. You see, I forced your hand in your tactical team dispatch, and I press on. You may continue parrying, but it is only playing in to my hands. And then, that moment will come, when you are at peace, and leisurely sipping on one of those martinis I know you are so fond of. It is then when I have made you expose your flank which will bring your demise. The anticipation of seeing your eyes in that moment when you realize the futility of your attempted escape is making me tingle. Jingle jingle. You will only know in that moment.

 

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And in that moment you will belligerently ask why I'm still smiling, and I'll reply...

Well I can't spoil the surprise now can I.

 

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