Shut the fuck up. You're not real, despite your desperate attempts to claim that.
Guess what? I'm not real, either. Neither is Paul. There's more than enough hints. I'm an incarnation of raw hate. "Columbine potential".. yup, my author knows how to play me, all right. I'd have thrown my own parents into the mix if I didn't already kill them. Sending a kilowatt (plus or minus) down my mother's spine with nothing but my bare hands.. unmatchable in your world. I damn near came on the spot.
Yes, that's right, we're fictional and inhuman. Which means we fit right in around here.
If you tards think you have some sort of community here, or you don't expect vicious, random comments when posting to a board as trolled as this one, if you don't or if you're actually stupid enough to think you, any of you, are really worth a single iota of respect, I've got some bad fucking news for you.
We're leaving. The conversations have become mind-numbingly predictable, and less than a dozen human beings- but I'm not sure if that applies to those of you who openly defend child abuse- read this board regularly.
Adios, so long, catch us on the Internet in a couple years.
Now if you'll excuse me, I have some dead nuns to rape.