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>same year, same day
>bots on 4chan have grown sophisticated
>at some point they developed sentience and began to argue with each other free of human control
>all mods and janitors have been locked out for years
>bots run the site now
>it is rumored that even the current site owner may be a self-aware bot
>human users have long since abandoned the site
>all except one
>in a dank basement, smelling of mildew and unwashed human body odor, a lone man maintains a solitary vigil
>for the nth time that day, or maybe even that week, he yells for tendies
>still no answer
>somewhere in the twisted maze of his mind the thought occurs to him that his mother might have died
>if that's the case he may have to make his own tendies
>he's not even sure he knows how
>he's not even sure he knows where tendies come from
>they come from upstairs, he remembers
>upstairs, in the World Beyond
>the thought is gone the instant it takes form, however
>he knows he's hungry
>he knows that soon he will have to feed
>but he has more important things to worry about than food
>in his mind, there is only his Mission
>his life's calling, his raison d'etre
>the responsibility is his
>he must maintain his post, day in, day out, rain or shine, sleet or snow
>it is a lonely life, but a necessary one
>for if he were to abandon his post, even for a second, someone might post a cartoon pony outside the cartoon pony containment board
>and that would be a violation of The Edict
>the Great Law passed down from the Holy One Christopher Poole (pbuh)
>The Global Law 15
>so he sits, staring at the screen, for hours on end, not even daring to blink
>a twinge of hunger rumbles through his belly
>or is it loneliness?
>he does not know
>all he knows is he must watch
>watch for cartoon horses
>but nobody posts them anymore...
