“If you can see them, they can see you.”
Childhood theater instructor
Wednesday night, 9 December 2015, AM
GM: Milo’s alarm clock reads 3:00 AM in unblinking red letters by the time he comes to. Toto lies peacefully catnapping on the kitchen table.
Milo: He gets to his feet slowly, making sure everything in his body still works. His shirt’s soaked with sweat, and he’s not sure if he feels lighter or heavier. He cups his face in his hands, sobbing slightly.
GM: Physically, at least, he appears to have suffered no injury or lasting impairment. His computer’s black monitor stares back at him blankly.
Milo: He eases himself back into his chair ten minutes later. He’s filled Toto’s bowl. He’s forced himself to swallow a glass of water. His monitor is dark as the rabbit hole. And there’s only one way through, and that’s down. Electric light washes across the dim apartment, reflecting off his bleached complexion. He opens the access page again. He types his brother’s name, and it feels like he’s walking on a grave.
GM: The camera’s so-so quality feed of his kitchen floor stares back at him. He can make out Toto’s haunches as the cat bends down to eat from his bowl.
Milo: Stomach twisting, he sets about reverse-engineering his way into the host computer’s IP; hoping he’s only poking a sleeping tiger, and not a waiting one.
GM: “If you can see them, they can see you.”
Malcolm’s instructor for a childhood theater program—Milo didn’t take it—had shared that with his students, when some were tempted to peek from behind the curtain and see how their audience was reacting. Mal had shared it with his brother. It’s no less applicable to computers. No system can truly be a closed system if it’s connected to outside ones.
It’s 4 AM by the time he follows the connection to its source and has his second IP address.
Milo: He lets himself grin for a second. Then…
No. No, no, no. Shit!
If you can see them, they can see you—the camera was too obvious. The password too personal. They’re honeypotting him. Probably coordinating from some internet cafe to phish his IP while he sticks his neck out from behind the curtains.
Off with my head…
He has protocols in place. He runs his cleaner program with the click of a hotkey. Then he simultaneously sets upon a manual search, pulling his files apart. “Where are you,” he snarls to nobody. “Where are you…”
GM: Nowhere—or at least nowhere in Milo’s computer. To all present appearances, his system is clean and free of outside tampering, malicious or benign.
Milo: Ugh.
His hands are shaking. He forces himself to swallow, and breathe. His instincts scream that there most be more, even as his rational mind tells him that there cannot be. He forces himself to acknowledge the latter over the former. He can’t afford to get lost in maybes. All he has is the binary. Either he has already lost, or he has not. He has to go to work in five hours. Best to use his time well.
The people messing with him are either geniuses or absurdly clumsy. It’s tempting to just DDoS the parent machine into stuttering uselessness, overflowing it with packets until it’s no more useful to his attackers than a very big and expensive calculator.
But that would tip his hand irreparably. Baby steps. He needs to get his door fixed, or at least secured. Too easy to break in while he’s at work. He examines the lock, trying to figure how salvageable it is. He hates hiring workmen.
GM: Milo’s apartment is, or at least was, “protected” by a typical hardware store double cylinder deadbolt lock, which is fundamentally limited by the frame of the door. All that’s keeping the door locked is a thin strip of wood where the bolt slides in. Milo’s assailant’s battering split the door frame and the cheap lock as well. Milo will need a repairman to fix the door’s actual frame, as well as to install a new lock.
Milo: Each problem a grain of sand, and a desert delivered to him by the intruder. He’ll have to do it tomorrow. He has his camera for security. He should get at least a few hours of sleep. Humans are not as nice as machines. They have different needs. Different operating systems. Milo has diagnosed this emptiness, an ache that comes in the small hours of the night like the growing pains of an old house uncared for. It is not fear, exactly. It is loneliness. He finds a corner of the web where people who can’t sleep find each other.
GM: The chat room has a landscape background that’s typical of self-help sites, featuring a bright sun over a clear blue sea. The site’s layout is crude but functional. Milo is required to create an account to log into, or he can sign in with Facemash. The “terms of use” section states, among other warnings and rules,
Please understand this site is made up of volunteers, many of whom suffer from depression/anxiety of their own. There are no mental health professionals affiliated with this site. Therefore, you are asked to please refrain from threatening to take your own life. This causes great unrest for many, and may act as a trigger for others. If you are in crisis, please contact your local emergency services.
Milo: No medical professionals is a plus. Therapists remember. As for suicide threats, Milo’s never understood the rationale. Suicide’s the ultimate Zero. The last log-off. You don’t threaten to check out. You just do. So why waste time asking? If he ever meets somebody who says they want to kill themselves but doesn’t, he’ll make sure to ask. Milo logs on on the account tied to his paper man email, and waits. As he does, he checks the I.P. against several of the many egregiously legal geolocation tracker sites that litter the web.
GM: The Adobe flash bar finishes loading. The white interface looks vaguely like an IRC channel.
Information: Welcome, Guest310. Please no Swearing. No Private Messaging without asking. This is not a Crisis Resolution Service.
Another link is provided to the rules page.
Brokendoll: Such a pain
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bRaYdEn:generalization
pedro: more quantity of life, less quality of life
Flux: Micro: Actually, I’m just not very talkative right now in general and I’m also talking to someone outside here.
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Brokendoll: I’m done trying
titanic: hi
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Brokendoll: I feel like trash waiting
lsr: pb23: Hi
bRaYdEn: try not to preject expectations onto situations
Scarlettear_lonelyxx: waiting for what
bRaYdEn: project*
Gaius: how is everyone?
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S: awful
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Brokendoll: For a guy to pay attention to me fully
titanic: Hi dark-girl
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titanic: Hey Gaius
pedro: Brokendoll how old r u?
titanic: hi erik
Faylinn: S: what’s up?
Gaius: hey titanic
I-64: All is OK Gaius , How is it with u?
bRaYdEn: live for yourself, these trivialities are transient.
titanic: Faylinn: hello
Brokendoll: I’m the only doing the most talking
S: a cold and pms
Brokendoll: 22
Scarlettear_lonelyxx: hi gaius just trying to be normal
Faylinn: hey titanic
Gaius: im doing all right ty I-64
titanic: Brokendoll: that’s cool
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Gaius: hey Scarlettear_lonelyxx u are normal
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Brokendoll: eh
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Scarlettear_lonelyxx: yay
Faylinn: S: are you okay?
pedro: What do you mean, you want a boyfriend who pays full atention to you?
pedro: Brokendoll
Brokendoll: Just going to focus on my baby couisn ❤️
bRaYdEn: focus on YOURSELF
pedro: k
Scarlettear_lonelyxx: hey
lsr: Guest9439: Hi
Scarlettear_lonelyxx: easy
pedro: you mean like brb? Brokendoll
Brokendoll: pedro: the guy am talking too hardly talks to me
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lsr: Scarlettear_lonelyxx: Hi
mom4change: hello
titanic: Scarlettear_lonelyxx: hi
Scarlettear_lonelyxx: hi
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titanic: Scarlettear_lonelyxx: How old are u?
bRaYdEn: anyone ever feel like you’re yelling into a brick wall on here?
Brokendoll: No just focus on her in my life, done with guys
just ill
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Brokendoll: hey titanic
pedro: Hmm, brokendoll. Well there has to be a reason for that, but idk what the reason is
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Pathetic: Hi everyone.
Faylinn: S: that’s too bad…I"m sorry.
Scarlettear_lonelyxx: well i never was in a relationship so idk but im sure you will do whatever you feel is right
bRaYdEn: jesus. people don’t listen because they don’t like real, critical responses. this isnt the validate my feelings chatroom,
Andy_T: relax
Brokendoll: pedro: believe me…..I’m the only one who seems to care what he does
tone-deaf: hello Pathetic
S: I’ll survive, a mormon family adopted me for these days and they’ve been super nice with me
Faylinn: bRaYdEn: could you please not
* not take my God’s name in vain?
Milo: Guest310: Faylinn: PM?
GM: Faylinn: Ok
Milo: A click brings him to a private room.
Guest310: Why are you here?
GM: Faylinn: why are u?
Milo: Guest310: My apartment got broken into and I feel lonely. And my cat’s sleeping
GM: Faylinn: I’m sorry
Milo: Guest310: And I’m curious
GM: Faylinn: My mom got raped
Milo: Guest310: you didn’t break in haha
GM: Faylinn: …
Faylinn: Fuck you
Milo: Guest310: oh awkward timing I meant that you didn’t break in not laughing at your mom
Guest310: which is awful
Guest310: also why are you here
Guest310: you didn’t get raped too right?
GM: Faylinn: Fuck you
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Milo: He starts to type an apology, and then stops, sighing. He should stop trying. Apparently social anxiety eases with interaction. Hasn’t worked yet.
GM: Messages continue to run past on the main chat room. Faylinn is absent.
bRaYdEn: i mean hell, i have relationship probelms too.
Brokendoll: I have other problems too but whateves
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mom4change: mine will never go away its a genetic inbalance in my brain
titanic: AmeliaIsBad: How old are u �
Fallingslowly-trapped: I will go to sleep
bRaYdEn: is the brain the mind?
bRaYdEn: how do we know? can we know?
Scarlettear_lonelyxx: brain is something that no one understands
AmeliaIsBad: titanic: 19 you
Scarlettear_lonelyxx: its the most mysterious thing in the universe
titanic: cool
bRaYdEn: what is “I”
pedro: I wish I was still a virgin, because I don’t want to hurt my futer wife’s feelings
Scarlettear_lonelyxx: ego
Micro: bRaYdEn: #Philosophy ?
titanic: AmeliaIsBad: well u guess…I’m much older than you �
bRaYdEn: #hashtag
Brokendoll: Oh i understand my brain….its a piece of crap floating in my head
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mom4change: we cant really theres a lot we dont know about the brain/mind
dark-girl: Hi titanic
Scarlettear_lonelyxx: its whats making you see your head
titanic: hi
bRaYdEn: that’s just being hard on yourself BrokenDoll
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Micro: bRaYdEn: There’s a room called #Philosophy this is not just a hashtag
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titanic: AmeliaIsBad: I am 20
Brokendoll: bRaYdEn: nope its stating the truth
pedro: I’m also 20
mom4change: and what we say we do know isnt it all just assumption anyway
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bRaYdEn: depression is a philisopical problem to me.
AmeliaIsBad: titanic: wow a whole year older than me �
bRaYdEn: what is truth ? :PPPP
bRaYdEn: just kindding
titanic: pedro: cool…But i never asked u �
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Scarlettear_lonelyxx: im so lonely
on10sec: ?? links
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Micro: on10sec: Are you a mod? And also, that wasn’t a link? o.O
lsr: Scarlettear_lonelyxx: same here
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pedro: Titanic, I was just chiming in
Brokendoll: Useless crap that needs to die
titanic: pedro: kiddin….
pedro: o, k
titanic: pedro: yeah i know..was just kiddin
titanic: ok
titanic: :
titanic: �
on10sec: Micro: yes, and sorry, I thought that looked like a link to me….
bRaYdEn: gon’t get sucked into negative thinking.
pedro: k
bRaYdEn: you have many positive traits
lsr: AmeliaIsBad: Hi
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on10sec: Micro: and I’m a new mod, so bare with me he he
Brokendoll: Nope
Brokendoll: none
on10sec: Hello’s Brokendoll �
titanic: AmeliaIsBad: U born in 97?
Micro: on10sec: lol. No problem. Congratulations on your new position.
pedro: Jeez us titanic, im already going through a lot
Brokendoll: yo…
bRaYdEn: oh come now.
Scarlettear_lonelyxx: sure positive traits are good. but focusing on positive traits too much will make you full of yourself
AmeliaIsBad: lsr: hey
on10sec: thank you, Micro �
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on10sec: Hello I-64
AmeliaIsBad: titanic: no 98
titanic: pedro: ohh ..what
Brokendoll: Scarlettear_lonelyxx: yep
bRaYdEn: too much of anything is bad. that’s what too much means.
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titanic: AmeliaIsBad: oh k
Scarlettear_lonelyxx: sure too much of food is bad
Scarlettear_lonelyxx: too much of being lonely
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Scarlettear_lonelyxx: is bad
Scarlettear_lonelyxx: but
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pedro: im unemployed for 5 months now, litterally steed home most days wanting to kill myself
bRaYdEn: but you can try to alter how you feel about being alone
Scarlettear_lonelyxx: too much of yourself. is that good or bad idk
bRaYdEn: there is a didfference between alone and lonely
I-64: Hi on10sec
mom4change: so i wake every morning feeling like my life is a never ending tornado and i feel like i will never amount to anything
AmeliaIsBad: has anyone seen londonistheanswer
lsr: AmeliaIsBad: may i pm?
Scarlettear_lonelyxx: no crapp sherlock
titanic wants to know how to get a gf. (Any kind of advice/s is/are welcome � )..Someone pls suggest
on10sec: �
Micro: mom4change: You can always amount to be a bad example <3> python
Then, he’s greeted will the triple >>> indicating he is now in an interactive python shell. He imports the module and instantiate the class.
>>>import pygeoip
>>>gip = pygeopip.GeoIP(‘GeoLiteCity.dat’)
Finally he enters his query.
>>>rec = gip.record_by_addr(‘64.233.161.99’)
>>>for key.val in rec.items():
… print “%s: %s” %(key,val)
…
city: New Orleans
region_name: LA
area code: 504
longitude: 29.9511
country_code3: USA
latitude: 90.0715
postal_code: 70119
dma_code: 622
country_code: US
country_name: United States
Milo: He clicks his tongue. Close. Maybe even in the same neighborhood. Maybe in the building. Next he hits up ARIN to find the “owner” of the IP—or more accurately, their provider service. It’s getting late—that is, early. He glances at the time. Needs to stay awake.
GM: A quick search tells him the ISP is Cox Communications, one of the two main internet providers in New Orleans alongside AT&T.
Milo: He ponders the feasibility of breaking into CC’s database, and accessing client information; after all, ISPs are most concerned with hackers trying to increase their bandwidth or get free wifi. Moonlight’s burning. No pain, no gain. He pulls open Kali and gets started.
He doesn’t understand people, but, he reflects, he understands this. Milo has never liked to think of himself as a hacker. Hacking is something violent. Amateurs hack. Milo’s more of a surgeon. And like surgery, penetration’s not about quickness or strength or even technology. It’s about knowing where to slice.
While OpenVAS and Nessus chisel at Cox’s network, Milo makes some coffee. He doesn’t normally drink it, but he doesn’t plan to sleep tonight. He muses, briefly. The intruder wasn’t carrying the battering ram when he left. He’s checked and double checked; it isn’t in his apartment, as far as he can tell. So where…?
He’s probably overthinking it; the ram wasn’t that big, and he had a bag. But still, it bothers him. Then he checks his emails, work and personal; both are spartan of any personality. He doesn’t like giving machines inklings of his tastes.
GM: Milo finds his personal account empty of any new emails besides spam (“You May be a Winner!!!”). For others to have interest in him requires personal interaction, after all. Of those who do, Mirror_Mirror communicates over IMs, his family and friend (not friends) prefer to call or text, and Milo isn’t sure if Mrs. Quack even knows what a computer is.
His work email contains a message from his boss, Raymond “Slim Ray” Landry, sent to Milo and several of his co-workers. The intern they previously had on staff was recently let go, so people will need to do their own coffee runs and photocopying until they secure a new one. Ray doesn’t say it in the email, but Milo knows his boss still laments that one intern who quit a while back. He’d wanted to offer her a full-time job, as she did better work than any of the interns they’ve had since.
Milo: He feels bad for Raymond, but reflects that this doesn’t really change anything. He never trusts interns to run errands for him.
Nessus is still running. He checks in on M1rr0r_miRRoR’s chat client.
GM: Milo opens up mIRC and finds a new message in Mirror_Mirror’s channel from f0xx[DR], one of the clique’s other members who attends his alma matter at Tulane. Evidently, her sleep schedule is as terrible as his own. The message reads:
assturd on this stupid chat made my stupid sister cry
http://www.dealing-with-depression.org/chat
Guest310 id
Milo: Milo blinks.
Goddammit. GODDAMMIT!
He doesn’t believe in coincidence. It is distinctly possible, however, that there is a God and He is laughing at him.
GM: This early in the morning (or late at night, depending on one’s definition), none of Mirror_Mirror’s other members appear to be awake. Milo can only imagine the jokes they’re going to crack upon seeing that depression chat. Much less if they knew he seriously used it.
Milo: He messages back.
TinMan: What’d he do
GM: f0xx[DR]: trolled her I guess, that isn’t particularly hard
Milo: He starts to type, I don’t think he was
No, best not to head down that path.
Instead:
TinMan: You gonna do anything
He pats himself on the back for the casual voice.
GM: f0xx[DR]: yeah
f0xx[DR]: him
f0xx[DR]: “anon chat” hahahahaha no
Milo: TinMan: seems like an idiot tho. send him a trojan or something. I got a bigger asshole we can mess with
A second later: who NEEDS messing with
GM: f0xx[DR]: fuck you he made my sister actually cry
f0xx[DR]: sounds like he was actually on that site for real too not just trolling
f0xx[DR]: I’m not passing that up
Milo: TinMan: probably some dumb kid, but your party. What do you even wanna do
GM: f0xx[DR]: Dunno yet
f0xx[DR]: Cry back at min
f0xx[DR]: Any of you guys are bored open season on him
Milo: TinMan: I guess hmu if you come up with something fun. But here’s the dude I’m talking about hitting
Milo: He posts a link to Kibbe’s Wikipedia page, quickly followed by the blog run by ‘AXIS’
GM: Several minutes pass without reply from f0xx[DR].
Milo: Milo doesn’t need to lie as he conveys his loathing over mIRC.
Dude’s evil. I don’t mean politically, I mean he actually ruins lives for money. Remember all the shit that happened to the Cherrys, right before the election? That girl’s abortion records leaked, her suicide attempt photographed and passed around online like tit pics at a high school? It was him. All of it. He runs the blog on the side to appeal to the nutjobs, but he’s at the Times. Far as the world is concerned, this guy is a legit journalist. He’s so far up the Malveaux ass he’d need a map to find his way out. He’s their Goebbels, and he’s got family in high places. Nothing’s going to hurt his rep with them looking after him. He hurts people for money and he’s an editor at the most powerful paper in this fucking city, and he will never, ever catch shit for it.
I don’t know about y’all. But I don’t like knowing that.
GM: f0xx[DR]: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
f0xx[DR]: Where do I start with this
f0xx[DR]: First, fuck the Cherrys
f0xx[DR]: They’re Democrats. If that’s not enough, just follow the money on their campaign contribs. Same corporate shills that back the Malveauxes back them
f0xx[DR]: Seriously, white Democrats running for office in LA?
f0xx[DR]: Oh but hey, Noelle’s got a hole between her legs! EVERYONE VOTE FOR HER!
f0xx[DR]: Hillary. Fuck Hillary
f0xx[DR]: Those pics were hilarious
Milo: TinMan: You have a sister with depression, right?
GM: f0xx[DR]: I have a sister who’s a loser. I guess she could be depressed over that fact
f0xx[DR]: Hillary tho. Man where do I start
f0xx[DR]: See, her mom wants her to be governor someday
f0xx[DR]: The abortion was all a publicity stunt. Her mom made her get pregnant, made her get the abortion, and made sure it all got leaked to the Malveauxes
f0xx[DR]: She’s playing the long odds
f0xx[DR]: Abortion’s gonna be less hotwire when Hillary’s her age right, more people in favor?
f0xx[DR]: Well Hillary’s gonna run against the Malveauxes when she’s way older, use them ‘leaking’ her abortion records as just another tool in the arsenal to bring them down
f0xx[DR]: And then hey, WE GOT ANOTHER CENTRIST DEMOCRAT IN OFFICE!
f0xx[DR]: Genius is, Hillary prolly didn’t sign off on any of her mom’s plan
f0xx[DR]: Hard to fake tears like that
f0xx[DR]: Or vacuumed out baby parts too I guess, not many girls who’d sign off on that
f0xx[DR]: Cherry the Hillary is gonna be just like Clinton the Hillary. Corrupt oligarch fake feminist corporate shill. Just fuck them both
f0xx[DR]: _"The world thinks whatshisname is a legit journalist"
f0xx[DR]: That’s so cute Tinny
f0xx[DR]: Let me know when you find one of those
f0xx[DR]: Least he made Cherry the Hillary kill herself
f0xx[DR]: That’s the one good thing about far-right journalists
f0xx[DR]: They don’t PC anything and they make the “leftist” technocrats mad as hell
f0xx[DR]: I don’t vote but I woulda voted Trump if I did, just to piss the Dems off
Milo: TinMan: You done?
GM: f0xx[DR]: “Far as the world is concerned, this guy is a legit journalist.”
f0xx[DR]: “Dude’s evil.”
f0xx[DR]:That’s just adorable how you’re trying to look all nonchalant now
Milo: TinMan: One of us has to be cute.
GM: f0xx[DR]: Serious question, you actually think what happened to Cherry the Hillary was bad?
Milo: TinMan: Serious answer: yeah, I think that squeezing somebody’s personal tragedy into partisan torture porn is gross.
GM: f0xx[DR]: OH BOY GUYS
f0xx[DR]: WE GOT A REAL WHITE KNIGHT HERE
Milo: TinMan: You’re missing the point, tho. I don’t wanna take him down because he’s republican or because he hurt the Cherrys or even because of the suicide thing.
GM: f0xx[DR]: You know she’s not gonna pity fuck you even if we took him down, right?
Milo: TinMan: I wanna hit him because he thinks he’s got nothing coming. And I feel like proving him wrong.
GM: f0xx[DR]: “Dude’s evil. I don’t mean politically, I mean he actually ruins lives for money. Remember all the shit that happened to the Cherries, right before the election? That girl’s abortion records leaked, her suicide attempt photographed and passed around online like tit pics at a high school? It was him. All of it.”
f0xx[DR]: BWAAAAAAH
f0xx[DR]: BWAAAAAAAAAAH
f0xx[DR]: HILLARY I SHALL SMITE HIM FOR THEE!
Milo: TinMan: Mmhmm. So me being me aside, you a Malveaux fan?
GM: f0xx[DR]: Looool 0 stars for that “turnaround”
Milo: He doesn’t bother to respond. Lewis feeds on argument.
He waits, and checks the time. 7 AM. Should he call in sick? Almost absentmindedly, he uses Kali’s password breaker to find “Faylinn’s” password for the depression chatroom. Then he decides to give f0xx a poke back.
TinMan: You’re right, silly me being a white knight. Let’s help your sister fight a bully instead!
TinMan: And we can give her milk and cookies too, and maybe give her a kitty poster. After we catch the meanie troll who made her cry.
GM: f0xx[DR]: Great we can give her the one in your bedroom
f0xx[DR]: Could be a bonding experience
f0xx[DR]: Prolly your closest odds of ever touching a breast
Milo: TinMan: I mean, if she’s anything like you, I won’t be able to see where her tits end and the rest of her begins. It’d be like trying to fuck a beanbag.
GM: f0xx[DR]: Beanbag could please a woman better than you for sure
Milo: TinMan: What, you use them to get off? Cunt as wide as yours, that ain’t surprising
GM: f0xx[DR]: You don’t even know what a cunt is little boy let alone one’s measurements
Milo: TinMan: ? Thought I was talking to one right now.
GM: f0xx[DR]: You are what you eat. How bout it, dick?
Milo: TinMan: I mean you’re right, I am a virgin. Not all of us can lose our virginity by sitting on somebody.
For a second he is confused as to his sudden good mood. Then he realizes this almost makes him feel normal.
I really am pathetic, he thinks, and enjoys the feeling while it lasts.
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