It was a cold winter's night of the brand new year of 2020. The thread was at a steady pace, with a reply or a meme being posted every so often. Wade would do what he usually does in times like these, and it's trying to be relevant, or irrelevant, if the situation called for it.
Mamboo was, of course, a part of the thread's current denizens at the time, when he mistakenly referred to a dog as a pug. With a deep sigh, Wade corrected Mamboo and said,
Suddenly, like a raging, nonspecific whirlwind, a dashing, fussy moderator appeared and yelled,
Wade's face matched that of a tomato, angered by this man's rude yet elegant entrance. Feeling tiny and weak, Wade responded,
The moderator then grabbed Wade and slammed him into the wall. An eerie silenced followed. The sheer dominance this nonspecific guy had over Wade was overpowering. Wade was silent. The man inched closer to Wade's ear and whispered,
Wade wa truly defeated. How could he a mere commoner, stand to face such power, and such confidence? Despite this, inside, Wade felt not anger or fear, but joy, as the moderator held his shirt collar tightly in his fist...
End of chapter one.