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Distances is not online. Distances
Joined: 04 Jun 2012
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05 Oct 2013 08:46 PM
Couldn't really post this on my main (empressalexa) because i'd get banned for the topic.

But likeeee..
I really don't like it when you give people who 'enjoy the presences of the same gender' a hard time. It's not really any of your business.

Everyone has the right to Life, Liberty, and the PURSUIT OF HAPPINESS. Just pointing that out there. Like why are you gonna give someone a hard time about it, they aren't judging you soo why are you gonna make them feel about something that makes them happy?

Macklemore X Ryan Lewis ft. Mary Lambert- Same Love

America the brave
Still fears what we don't know
And God loves all His children
Is somehow forgotten
But we paraphrase a book written
35 hundred years ago

Call each other_
Behind the keys of a message board

When everyone else
Is more comfortable
Remaining voiceless
Rather than fighting for humans
That have had their rights stolen

Just... Wanted to say that.
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EmpressAlexa is not online. EmpressAlexa
Joined: 24 Jun 2013
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05 Oct 2013 08:47 PM
Read before you reply because it's directed to a certain group of people who get insulted. ty

[ Alexa ] Will you be the peanut butter to my jelly?
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jonman11 is not online. jonman11
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05 Oct 2013 08:48 PM
This is some real deep stuff.
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aminu54321 is not online. aminu54321
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05 Oct 2013 08:48 PM
alexa u talking to urself?
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Valosion is not online. Valosion
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05 Oct 2013 08:49 PM
well, ok.
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EmpressAlexa is not online. EmpressAlexa
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05 Oct 2013 08:50 PM
amin,

did u read sir

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ISOLAYTOR is not online. ISOLAYTOR
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05 Oct 2013 08:50 PM
im one of those people


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05 Oct 2013 08:50 PM
they make fun of people because they want to increase their rep and they think this is the best way to do it

and guess what,

it is
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ezaiahs is not online. ezaiahs
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05 Oct 2013 08:51 PM
if everyone liked the same gender

the world would end


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Ryukoto is not online. Ryukoto
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05 Oct 2013 08:52 PM
eh...
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Murciielago is not online. Murciielago
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05 Oct 2013 08:53 PM
@ez

Not everyone does

and don't trannies exist
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KazXX is not online. KazXX
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05 Oct 2013 08:53 PM
God burned down a city full of people like that.
Same marraige is wronge.

"Custodite omne simplex"
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KazXX is not online. KazXX
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05 Oct 2013 08:53 PM
God burned down a city full of people like that.
Same marraige is wrong.

"Custodite omne simplex"
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ezaiahs is not online. ezaiahs
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05 Oct 2013 08:54 PM
hence "if"


gg no re!
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05 Oct 2013 08:54 PM
@kaz

ok burn me next


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EmpressAlexa is not online. EmpressAlexa
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05 Oct 2013 08:56 PM
Kaz,

Do you have significant evidence to prove your statement?

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05 Oct 2013 08:57 PM
This is just astonishing. How one person could sit there and type all of this astounds me. My friend, you have commited a felony. You have created a monster. You have made a formidable beast, a word wall, as it is reffered to. Word walls are deadly. They kill time everyday. They don't help with anything. Word walls should never be used. They are impossible to tame, and if you look at them, they make you want to shiver in fear. Let me tell you why. Word walls are very dangerous, and as I have said before, they are impossible to tame. They kill. The people who create these beasts are simply scary. It takes way too much time for the average person to write a word wall, but they still happen. One of the worst things about word walls is the spacing. These monsters haven't ever heard of paragraphs, indents, or anything else. Thankfully, they know proper grammar most of the time, but not always. Many people have died trying to combat these beasts because they were simply overwhelmed with the useless information contained in this wall. There could even be a movie of a word wall. It would be awful, and would cost millions of dollars to produce. If all word walls in the world were collected, and one person was forced to stand still and read every single letter of every single word wall ever, well, they wouldn't last. The thing with that would be the problem wouldn't be your legs- that would get to you eventually but not as immediately as...something else. First, you wouldn't start. You'd stand there, unable to move due to the fear this very first word wall. You leaf through this first wall, multiple pages. It is extremely long. You begin to despair when you see that there is a whole STACK of papers on the floor in your windlowless jail cell, where you are forced to do this. They put you in it, and built it. A large, thick, contstruction. An F5 tornado would do absolutely nothing to this. An atom bomb wouldn't do anything. In the cell, there's just this. A blackened out window- for fear you'd do something about as exciting as watching grass grow, and a food center, where all your food is grown automatically. And there's plenty of water- you don't know how, because the window is blackened. You get awful food delivered from a tiny, tiny circular hole in the wall to the blackened room. You can't stick anything in there, and all that comes is soup, and stuff that looks like grains of sand. You eat it, and it tastes vile. Water comes from a similar source which is equally small. Both the food and the water gather in a bucket. You are told before they put the final side up that if you do die, humanity will cease to exist. The whole fate of the world depends on you, so you must try. You never age. Your hair never grows anymore, nor do your fingernails. All you have to do is eat, and drink. You have no need to sleep, and to your dismay, you lost the ability to sleep, too. This is worse than any form of punishment. You feel no pain, but you feel the greatest pain in your mind. You look at the papers, and see that there's something awful at the bottom of this stack that is a foot taller than you. There's something at the bottom. A small, brown box. Made of a material you can't identify, but it's indestructable. You can't move it one bit. You don't know what it's for at the start, so you begin to read, and read, and read. In these monsters known as word walls, there isn't anything interesting. You lose where you are due to the lack of paragraphs. The awful thing is that when you lose where you are, you have to start from the very first word wall, at the very first letter. Every letter must be read. There is no ability to skim. When you are done with the word wall, you stick it down this narrow slot, and it disappears. You don't know where, but you know it's gone. Otherwise you would very quickly drown in paper. It's not until days of 24/7 reading that you realize there's something horrible. That brown box at the bottom generates these word walls, gives them to you from the outside world. It will continue, with word walls for all time. There isn't a single way to make this fun. There is nothing of any quality in these, but that's word walls for you. You are completely isolated from any help, from any person. From any contact with anything. You talk to yourself, and quickly grow insane. But you continue to read, and read, and read. You believe that you are going to finish them someday, that they might go on for decades, centuries- but that eventually you will finish them, and be let free. Little do you know that this giant construction has entered another dimension, which you don't realize. You can never, ever get back to your world. The dimension is strange. Only one word comes to mind anymore. "iC7G". You must think that he has created this punishment, that he has written the word wall. You don't know how, but you know that "iC7G" did it. And you know something else, strangely. You know he is a user on something called Roblox, though the words Roblox and user mean absolutely nothing to you anymore.The most advanced technology in thousands of years won't help. In an age where all mysteries have been solved due to major technical breakthroughs, you are famous on Earth. You are the one case of a person gone missing that hasn't been solved. One. You are a legend, and nobody has guessed any of the correct theories. Your real situation is outrageously unbelievable. Nobody would ever guess that, and nobody ever does. You are immortalized and worshipped on Earth. People make more theories, but guess that you must be someone great, and something from another universe, to have escaped your mystery being solved. Some imagine you in a great life, having an amazing time, but no. You wish that was true, but it isn't, sadly. You are stuck reading all the word walls ever written. Word walls are a monster, and have the power to kill everyone but you. MARK Immortality is not so fabulous, and you would give anything- even if you have nothing- to lose it, for it isn't a gift. No, it's a punishment. And if you had any time at all which you were not forced to read these word walls (though by this point you have gone so insane you have no power to think past how awful your situation is, and to read these word walls), you would dream of bored days confined to a library, school, or maybe even prison. All of it would be better. Anything would be better. But you don't realize the possibility of anything else anymore. You don't think that your situation is awful, you think its normal. But in your mind, normal is much worse than anyone else's concept of the worst punishment of all time. And if you had the ability to think of anything else, you would think about going back in time and stopping word walls for once, and for all. And that is what must be done now, to avoid this horrible fate for one of us. Little do you know that thousands of years after this first person suffered this, all people suffered it. Even the people who built the last ones did. It was strange, but it happened. And now, we must put up a stand. We can't tolerate these monsterous word walls. These awful creatures must be stopped, for humanity. There is no greater problem than word walls. There is no bigger threat. Humanity must unite, and stop word walls for all time.This is just astonishing. How one person could sit there and type all of this astounds me. My friend, you have commited a felony. You have created a monster. You have made a formidable beast, a word wall, as it is reffered to. Word walls are deadly. They kill time everyday. They don't help with anything. Word walls should never be used. They are impossible to tame, and if you look at them, they make you want to shiver in fear. Let me tell you why. Word walls are very dangerous, and as I have said before, they are impossible to tame. They kill. The people who create these beasts are simply scary. It takes way too much time for the average person to write a word wall, but they still happen. One of the worst things about word walls is the spacing. These monsters haven't ever heard of paragraphs, indents, or anything else. Thankfully, they know proper grammar most of the time, but not always. Many people have died trying to combat these beasts because they were simply overwhelmed with the useless information contained in this wall. There could even be a movie of a word wall. It would be awful, and would cost millions of dollars to produce. If all word walls in the world were collected, and one person was forced to stand still and read every single letter of every single word wall ever, well, they wouldn't last. The thing with that would be the problem wouldn't be your legs- that would get to you eventually but not as immediately as...something else. First, you wouldn't start. You'd stand there, unable to move due to the fear this very first word wall. You leaf through this first wall, multiple pages. It is extremely long. You begin to despair when you see that there is a whole STACK of papers on the floor in your windlowless jail cell, where you are forced to do this. They put you in it, and built it. A large, thick, contstruction. An F5 tornado would do absolutely nothing to this. An atom bomb wouldn't do anything. In the cell, there's just this. A blackened out window- for fear you'd do something about as exciting as watching grass grow, and a food center, where all your food is grown automatically. And there's plenty of water- you don't know how, because the window is blackened. You get awful food delivered from a tiny, tiny circular hole in the wall to the blackened room. You can't stick anything in there, and all that comes is soup, and stuff that looks like grains of sand. You eat it, and it tastes vile. Water comes from a similar source which is equally small. Both the food and the water gather in a bucket. You are told before they put the final side up that if you do die, humanity will cease to exist. The whole fate of the world depends on you, so you must try. You never age. Your hair never grows anymore, nor do your fingernails. All you have to do is eat, and drink. You have no need to sleep, and to your dismay, you lost the ability to sleep, too. This is worse than any form of punishment. You feel no pain, but you feel the greatest pain in your mind. You look at the papers, and see that there's something awful at the bottom of this stack that is a foot taller than you. There's something at the bottom. A small, brown box. Made of a material you can't identify, but it's indestructable. You can't move it one bit. You don't know what it's for at the start, so you begin to read, and read, and read. In these monsters known as word walls, there isn't anything interesting. You lose where you are due to the lack of paragraphs. The awful thing is that when you lose where you are, you have to start from the very first word wall, at the very first letter. Every letter must be read. There is no ability to skim. When you are done with the word wall, you stick it down this narrow slot, and it disappears. You don't know where, but you know it's gone. Otherwise you would very quickly drown in paper. It's not until days of 24/7 reading that you realize there's something horrible. That brown box at the bottom generates these word walls, gives them to you from the outside world. It will continue, with word walls for all time. There isn't a single way to make this fun. There is nothing of any quality in these, but that's word walls for you. You are completely isolated from any help, from any person. From any contact with anything. You talk to yourself, and quickly grow insane. But you continue to read, and read, and read. You believe that you are going to finish them someday, that they might go on for decades, centuries- but that eventually you will finish them, and be let free. Little do you know that this giant construction has entered another dimension, which you don't realize. You can never, ever get back to your world. The dimension is strange. Only one word comes to mind anymore. "iC7G". You must think that he has created this punishment, that he has written the word wall. You don't know how, but you know that "iC7G" did it. And you know something else, strangely. You know he is a user on something called Roblox, though the words Roblox and user mean absolutely nothing to you anymore.The most advanced technology in thousands of years won't help. In an age where all mysteries have been solved due to major technical breakthroughs, you are famous on Earth. You are the one case of a person gone missing that hasn't been solved. One. You are a legend, and nobody has guessed any of the correct theories. Your real situation is outrageously unbelievable. Nobody would ever guess that, and nobody ever does. You are immortalized and worshipped on Earth. People make more theories, but guess that you must be someone great, and something from another universe, to have escaped your mystery being solved. Some imagine you in a great life, having an amazing time, but no. You wish that was true, but it isn't, sadly. You are stuck reading all the word walls ever written. Word walls are a monster, and have the power to kill everyone but you. Immortality is not so fabulous, and you would give anything- even if you have nothing- to lose it, for it isn't a gift. No, it's a punishment. And if you had any time at all which you were not forced to read these word walls (though by this point you have gone so insane you have no power to think past how awful your situation is, and to read these word walls), you would dream of bored days confined to a library, school, or maybe even prison. All of it would be better. Anything would be better. But you don't realize the possibility of anything else anymore. You don't think that your situation is awful, you think its normal. But in your mind, normal is much worse than anyone else's concept of the worst punishment of all time. And if you had the ability to think of anything else, you would think about going back in time and stopping word walls for once, and for all. And that is what must be done now, to avoid this horrible fate for one of us. Little do you know that thousands of years after this first person suffered this, all people suffered it. Even the people who built the last ones did. It was strange, but it happened. And now, we must put up a stand. We can't tolerate these monsterous word walls. These awful creatures must be stopped, for humanity. There is no greater problem than word walls. There is no bigger threat. Humanity must unite, and stop word walls for all time.This is just astonishing. How one person could sit there and type all of this astounds me. My friend, you have commited a felony. You have created a monster. You have made a formidable beast, a word wall, as it is reffered to. Word walls are deadly. They kill time everyday. They don't help with anything. Word walls should never be used. They are impossible to tame, and if you look at them, they make you want to shiver in fear. Let me tell you why. Word walls are very dangerous, and as I have said before, they are impossible to tame. They kill. The people who create these beasts are simply scary. It takes way too much time for the average person to write a word wall, but they still happen. One of the worst things about word walls is the spacing. These monsters haven't ever heard of paragraphs, indents, or anything else. Thankfully, they know proper grammar most of the time, but not always. Many people have died trying to combat these beasts because they were simply overwhelmed with the useless information contained in this wall. There could even be a movie of a word wall. It would be awful, and would cost millions of dollars to produce. If all word walls in the world were collected, and one person was forced to stand still and read every single letter of every single word wall ever, well, they wouldn't last. The thing with that would be the problem wouldn't be your legs- that would get to you eventually but not as immediately as...something else. First, you wouldn't start. You'd stand there, unable to move due to the fear this very first word wall. You leaf through this first wall, multiple pages. It is extremely long. You begin to despair when you see that there is a whole STACK of papers on the floor in your windlowless jail cell, where you are forced to do this. They put you in it, and built it. A large, thick, contstruction. An F5 tornado would do absolutely nothing to this. An atom bomb wouldn't do anything. In the cell, there's just this. A blackened out window- for fear you'd do something about as exciting as watching grass grow, and a food center, where all your food is grown automatically. And there's plenty of water- you don't know how, because the window is blackened. You get awful food delivered from a tiny, tiny circular hole in the wall to the blackened room. You can't stick anything in there, and all that comes is soup, and stuff that looks like grains of sand. You eat it, and it tastes vile. Water comes from a similar source which is equally small. Both the food and the water gather in a bucket. You are told before they put the final side up that if you do die, humanity will cease to exist. The whole fate of the world depends on you, so you must try. You never age. Your hair never grows anymore, nor do your fingernails. All you have to do is eat, and drink. You have no need to sleep, and to your dismay, you lost the ability to sleep, too. This is worse than any form of punishment. You feel no pain, but you feel the greatest pain in your mind. You look at the papers, and see that there's something awful at the bottom of this stack that is a foot taller than you. There's something at the bottom. A small, brown box. Made of a material you can't identify, but it's indestructable. You can't move it one bit. You don't know what it's for at the start, so you begin to read, and read, and read. In these monsters known as word walls, there isn't anything interesting. You lose where you are due to the lack of paragraphs. The awful thing is that when you lose where you are, you have to start from the very first word wall, at the very first letter. Every letter must be read. There is no ability to skim. When you are done with the word wall, you stick it down this narrow slot, and it disappears. You don't know where, but you know it's gone. Otherwise you would very quickly drown in paper. It's not until days of 24/7 reading that you realize there's something horrible. That brown box at the bottom generates these word walls, gives them to you from the outside world. It will continue, with word walls for all time. There isn't a single way to make this fun. There is nothing of any quality in these, but that's word walls for you. You are completely isolated from any help, from any person. From any contact with anything. You talk to yourself, and quickly grow insane. But you continue to read, and read, and read. You believe that you are going to finish them someday, that they might go on for decades, centuries- but that eventually you will finish them, and be let free. Little do you know that this giant construction has entered another dimension, which you don't realize. You can never, ever get back to your world. The dimension is strange. Only one word comes to mind anymore. "iC7G". You must think that he has created this punishment, that he has written the word wall. You don't know how, but you know that "iC7G" did it. And you know something else, strangely. You know he is a user on something called Roblox, though the words Roblox and user mean absolutely nothing to you anymore.The most advanced technology in thousands of years won't help. In an age where all mysteries have been solved due to major technical breakthroughs, you are famous on Earth. You are the one case of a person gone missing that hasn't been solved. One. You are a legend, and nobody has guessed any of the correct theories. Your real situation is outrageously unbelievable. Nobody would ever guess that, and nobody ever does. You are immortalized and worshipped on Earth. People make more theories, but guess that you must be someone great, and something from another universe, to have escaped your mystery being solved. Some imagine you in a great life, having an amazing time, but no. You wish that was true, but it isn't, sadly. You are stuck reading all the word walls ever written. Word walls are a monster, and have the power to kill everyone but you. Immortality is not so fabulous, and you would give anything- even if you have nothing- to lose it, for it isn't a gift. No, it's a punishment. And if you had any time at all which you were not forced to read these word walls (though by this point you have gone so insane you have no power to think past how awful your situation is, and to read these word walls), you would dream of bored days confined to a library, school, or maybe even prison. All of it would be better. Anything would be better. But you don't realize the possibility of anything else anymore. You don't think that your situation is awful, you think its normal. But in your mind, normal is much worse than anyone else's concept of the worst punishment of all time. And if you had the ability to think of anything else, you would think about going back in time and stopping word walls for once, and for all. And that is what must be done now, to avoid this horrible fate for one of us. Little do you know that thousands of years after this first person suffered this, all people suffered it. Even the people who built the last ones did. It was strange, but it happened. And now, we must put up a stand. We can't tolerate these monsterous word walls. These awful creatures must be stopped, for humanity. There is no greater problem than word walls. There is no bigger threat. Humanity must unite, and stop word walls for all time.This is just astonishing. How one person could sit there and type all of this astounds me. My friend, you have commited a felony. You have created a monster. You have made a formidable beast, a word wall, as it is reffered to. Word walls are deadly. They kill time everyday. They don't help with anything. Word walls should never be used. They are impossible to tame, and if you look at them, they make you want to shiver in fear. Let me tell you why. Word walls are very dangerous, and as I have said before, they are impossible to tame. They kill. The people who create these beasts are simply scary. It takes way too much time for the average person to write a word wall, but they still happen. One of the worst things about word walls is the spacing. These monsters haven't ever heard of paragraphs, indents, or anything else. Thankfully, they know proper grammar most of the time, but not always. Many people have died trying to combat these beasts because they were simply overwhelmed with the useless information contained in this wall. There could even be a movie of a word wall. It would be awful, and would cost millions of dollars to produce. If all word walls in the world were collected, and one person was forced to stand still and read every single letter of every single word wall ever, well, they wouldn't last. The thing with that would be the problem wouldn't be your legs- that would get to you eventually but not as immediately as...something else. First, you wouldn't start. You'd stand there, unable to move due to the fear this very first word wall. You leaf through this first wall, multiple pages. It is extremely long. You begin to despair when you see that there is a whole STACK of papers on the floor in your windlowless jail cell, where you are forced to do this. They put you in it, and built it. A large, thick, contstruction. An F5 tornado would do absolutely nothing to this. An atom bomb wouldn't do anything. In the cell, there's just this. A blackened out window- for fear you'd do something about as exciting as watching grass grow, and a food center, where all your food is grown automatically. And there's plenty of water- you don't know how, because the window is blackened. You get awful food delivered from a tiny, tiny circular hole in the wall to the blackened room. You can't stick anything in there, and all that comes is soup, and stuff that looks like grains of sand. You eat it, and it tastes vile. Water comes from a similar source which is equally small. Both the food and the water gather in a bucket. You are told before they put the final side up that if you do die, humanity will cease to exist. The whole fate of the world depends on you, so you must try. You never age. Your hair never grows anymore, nor do your fingernails. All you have to do is eat, and drink. You have no need to sleep, and to your dismay, you lost the ability to sleep, too. This is worse than any form of punishment. You feel no pain, but you feel the greatest pain in your mind. You look at the papers, and see that there's something awful at the bottom of this stack that is a foot taller than you. There's something at the bottom. A small, brown box. Made of a material you can't identify, but it's indestructable. You can't move it one bit. You don't know what it's for at the start, so you begin to read, and read, and read. In these monsters known as word walls, there isn't anything interesting. You lose where you are due to the lack of paragraphs. The awful thing is that when you lose where you are, you have to start from the very first word wall, at the very first letter. Every letter must be read. There is no ability to skim. When you are done with the word wall, you stick it down this narrow slot, and it disappears. You don't know where, but you know it's gone. Otherwise you would very quickly drown in paper. It's not until days of 24/7 reading that you realize there's something horrible. That brown box at the bottom generates these word walls, gives them to you from the outside world. It will continue, with word walls for all time. There isn't a single way to make this fun. There is nothing of any quality in these, but that's word walls for you. You are completely isolated from any help, from any person. From any contact with anything. You talk to yourself, and quickly grow insane. But you continue to read, and read, and read. You believe that you are going to finish them someday, that they might go on for decades, centuries- but that eventually you will finish them, and be let free. Little do you know that this giant construction has entered another dimension, which you don't realize. You can never, ever get back to your world. The dimension is strange. Only one word comes to mind anymore. "iC7G". You must think that he has created this punishment, that he has written the word wall. You don't know how, but you know that "iC7G" did it. And you know something else, strangely. You know he is a user on something called Roblox, though the words Roblox and user mean absolutely nothing to you anymore.The most advanced technology in thousands of years won't help. In an age where all mysteries have been solved due to major technical breakthroughs, you are famous on Earth. You are the one case of a person gone missing that hasn't been solved. One. You are a legend, and nobody has guessed any of the correct theories. Your real situation is outrageously unbelievable. Nobody would ever guess that, and nobody ever does. You are immortalized and worshipped on Earth. People make more theories, but guess that you must be someone great, and something from another universe, to have escaped your mystery being solved. Some imagine you in a great life, having an amazing time, but no. You wish that was true, but it isn't, sadly. You are stuck reading all the word walls ever written. Word walls are a monster, and have the power to kill everyone but you. MARK Immortality is not so fabulous, and you would give anything- even if you have nothing- to lose it, for it isn't a gift. No, it's a punishment. And if you had any time at all which you were not forced to read these word walls (though by this point you have gone so insane you have no power to think past how awful your situation is, and to read these word walls), you would dream of bored days confined to a library, school, or maybe even prison. All of it would be better. Anything would be better. But you don't realize the possibility of anything else anymore. You don't think that your situation is awful, you think its normal. But in your mind, normal is much worse than anyone else's concept of the worst punishment of all time. And if you had the ability to think of anything else, you would think about going back in time and stopping word walls for once, and for all. And that is what must be done now, to avoid this horrible fate for one of us. Little do you know that thousands of years after this first person suffered this, all people suffered it. Even the people who built the last ones did. It was strange, but it happened. And now, we must put up a stand. We can't tolerate these monsterous word walls. These awful creatures must be stopped, for humanity. There is no greater problem than word walls. There is no bigger threat. Humanity must unite, and stop word walls for all time.This is just astonishing. How one person could sit there and type all of this astounds me. My friend, you have commited a felony. You have created a monster. You have made a formidable beast, a word wall, as it is reffered to. Word walls are deadly. They kill time everyday. They don't help with anything. Word walls should never be used. They are impossible to tame, and if you look at them, they make you want to shiver in fear. Let me tell you why. Word walls are very dangerous, and as I have said before, they are impossible to tame. They kill. The people who create these beasts are simply scary. It takes way too much time for the average person to write a word wall, but they still happen. One of the worst things about word walls is the spacing. These monsters haven't ever heard of paragraphs, indents, or anything else. Thankfully, they know proper grammar most of the time, but not always. Many people have died trying to combat these beasts because they were simply overwhelmed with the useless information contained in this wall. There could even be a movie of a word wall. It would be awful, and would cost millions of dollars to produce. If all word walls in the world were collected, and one person was forced to stand still and read every single letter of every single word wall ever, well, they wouldn't last. The thing with that would be the problem wouldn't be your legs- that would get to you eventually but not as immediately as...something else. First, you wouldn't start. You'd stand there, unable to move due to the fear this very first word wall. You leaf through this first wall, multiple pages. It is extremely long. You begin to despair when you see that there is a whole STACK of papers on the floor in your windlowless jail cell, where you are forced to do this. They put you in it, and built it. A large, thick, contstruction. An F5 tornado would do absolutely nothing to this. An atom bomb wouldn't do anything. In the cell, there's just this. A blackened out window- for fear you'd do something about as exciting as watching grass grow, and a food center, where all your food is grown automatically. And there's plenty of water- you don't know how, because the window is blackened. You get awful food delivered from a tiny, tiny circular hole in the wall to the blackened room. You can't stick anything in there, and all that comes is soup, and stuff that looks like grains of sand. You eat it, and it tastes vile. Water comes from a similar source which is equally small. Both the food and the water gather in a bucket. You are told before they put the final side up that if you do die, humanity will cease to exist. The whole fate of the world depends on you, so you must try. You never age. Your hair never grows anymore, nor do your fingernails. All you have to do is eat, and drink. You have no need to sleep, and to your dismay, you lost the ability to sleep, too. This is worse than any form of punishment. You feel no pain, but you feel the greatest pain in your mind. You look at the papers, and see that there's something awful at the bottom of this stack that is a foot taller than you. There's something at the bottom. A small, brown box. Made of a material you can't identify, but it's indestructable. You can't move it one bit. You don't know what it's for at the start, so you begin to read, and read, and read. In these monsters known as word walls, there isn't anything interesting. You lose where you are due to the lack of paragraphs. The awful thing is that when you lose where you are, you have to start from the very first word wall, at the very first letter. Every letter must be read. There is no ability to skim. When you are done with the word wall, you stick it down this narrow slot, and it disappears. You don't know where, but you know it's gone. Otherwise you would very quickly drown in paper. It's not until days of 24/7 reading that you realize there's something horrible. That brown box at the bottom generates these word walls, gives them to you from the outside world. It will continue, with word walls for all time. There isn't a single way to make this fun. There is nothing of any quality in these, but that's word walls for you. You are completely isolated from any help, from any person. From any contact with anything. You talk to yourself, and quickly grow insane. But you continue to read, and read, and read. You believe that you are going to finish them someday, that they might go on for decades, centuries- but that eventually you will finish them, and be let free. Little do you know that this giant construction has entered another dimension, which you don't realize. You can never, ever get back to your world. The dimension is strange. Only one word comes to mind anymore. "iC7G". You must think that he has created this punishment, that he has written the word wall. You don't know how, but you know that "iC7G" did it. And you know something else, strangely. You know he is a user on something called Roblox, though the words Roblox and user mean absolutely nothing to you anymore.The most advanced technology in thousands of years won't help. In an age where all mysteries have been solved due to major technical breakthroughs, you are famous on Earth. You are the one case of a person gone missing that hasn't been solved. One. You are a legend, and nobody has guessed any of the correct theories. Your real situation is outrageously unbelievable. Nobody would ever guess that, and nobody ever does. You are immortalized and worshipped on Earth. People make more theories, but guess that you must be someone great, and something from another universe, to have escaped your mystery being solved. Some imagine you in a great life, having an amazing time, but no. You wish that was true, but it isn't, sadly. You are stuck reading all the word walls ever written. Word walls are a monster, and have the power to kill everyone but you. Immortality is not so fabulous, and you would give anything- even if you have nothing- to lose it, for it isn't a gift. No, it's a punishment. And if you had any time at all which you were not forced to read these word walls (though by this point you have gone so insane you have no power to think past how awful your situation is, and to read these word walls), you would dream of bored days confined to a library, school, or maybe even prison. All of it would be better. Anything would be better. But you don't realize the possibility of anything else anymore. You don't think that your situation is awful, you think its normal. But in your mind, normal is much worse than anyone else's concept of the worst punishment of all time. And if you had the ability to think of anything else, you would think about going back in time and stopping word walls for once, and for all. And that is what must be done now, to avoid this horrible fate for one of us. Little do you know that thousands of years after this first person suffered this, all people suffered it. Even the people who built the last ones did. It was strange, but it happened. And now, we must put up a stand. We can't tolerate these monsterous word walls. These awful creatures must be stopped, for humanity. There is no greater problem than word walls. There is no bigger threat. Humanity must unite, and stop word walls for all time.This is just astonishing. How one person could sit there and type all of this astounds me. My friend, you have commited a felony. You have created a monster. You have made a formidable beast, a word wall, as it is reffered to. Word walls are deadly. They kill time everyday. They don't help with anything. Word walls should never be used. They are impossible to tame, and if you look at them, they make you want to shiver in fear. Let me tell you why. Word walls are very dangerous, and as I have said before, they are impossible to tame. They kill. The people who create these beasts are simply scary. It takes way too much time for the average person to write a word wall, but they still happen. One of the worst things about word walls is the spacing. These monsters haven't ever heard of paragraphs, indents, or anything else. Thankfully, they know proper grammar most of the time, but not always. Many people have died trying to combat these beasts because they were simply overwhelmed with the useless information contained in this wall. There could even be a movie of a word wall. It would be awful, and would cost millions of dollars to produce. If all word walls in the world were collected, and one person was forced to stand still and read every single letter of every single word wall ever, well, they wouldn't last. The thing with that would be the problem wouldn't be your legs- that would get to you eventually but not as immediately as...something else. First, you wouldn't start. You'd stand there, unable to move due to the fear this very first word wall. You leaf through this first wall, multiple pages. It is extremely long. You begin to despair when you see that there is a whole STACK of papers on the floor in your windlowless jail cell, where you are forced to do this. They put you in it, and built it. A large, thick, contstruction. An F5 tornado would do absolutely nothing to this. An atom bomb wouldn't do anything. In the cell, there's just this. A blackened out window- for fear you'd do something about as exciting as watching grass grow, and a food center, where all your food is grown automatically. And there's plenty of water- you don't know how, because the window is blackened. You get awful food delivered from a tiny, tiny circular hole in the wall to the blackened room. You can't stick anything in there, and all that comes is soup, and stuff that looks like grains of sand. You eat it, and it tastes vile. Water comes from a similar source which is equally small. Both the food and the water gather in a bucket. You are told before they put the final side up that if you do die, humanity will cease to exist. The whole fate of the world depends on you, so you must try. You never age. Your hair never grows anymore, nor do your fingernails. All you have to do is eat, and drink. You have no need to sleep, and to your dismay, you lost the ability to sleep, too. This is worse than any form of punishment. You feel no pain, but you feel the greatest pain in your mind. You look at the papers, and see that there's something awful at the bottom of this stack that is a foot taller than you. There's something at the bottom. A small, brown box. Made of a material you can't identify, but it's indestructable. You can't move it one bit. You don't know what it's for at the start, so you begin to read, and read, and read. In these monsters known as word walls, there isn't anything interesting. You lose where you are due to the lack of paragraphs. The awful thing is that when you lose where you are, you have to start from the very first word wall, at the very first letter. Every letter must be read. There is no ability to skim. When you are done with the word wall, you stick it down this narrow slot, and it disappears. You don't know where, but you know it's gone. Otherwise you would very quickly drown in paper. It's not until days of 24/7 reading that you realize there's something horrible. That brown box at the bottom generates these word walls, gives them to you from the outside world. It will continue, with word walls for all time. There isn't a single way to make this fun. There is nothing of any quality in these, but that's word walls for you. You are completely isolated from any help, from any person. From any contact with anything. You talk to yourself, and quickly grow insane. But you continue to read, and read, and read. You believe that you are going to finish them someday, that they might go on for decades, centuries- but that eventually you will finish them, and be let free. Little do you know that this giant construction has entered another dimension, which you don't realize. You can never, ever get back to your world. The dimension is strange. Only one word comes to mind anymore. "iC7G". You must think that he has created this punishment, that he has written the word wall. You don't know how, but you know that "iC7G" did it. And you know something else, strangely. You know he is a user on something called Roblox, though the words Roblox and user mean absolutely nothing to you anymore.The most advanced technology in thousands of years won't help. In an age where all mysteries have been solved due to major technical breakthroughs, you are famous on Earth. You are the one case of a person gone missing that hasn't been solved. One. You are a legend, and nobody has guessed any of the correct theories. Your real situation is outrageously unbelievable. Nobody would ever guess that, and nobody ever does. You are immortalized and worshipped on Earth. People make more theories, but guess that you must be someone great, and something from another universe, to have escaped your mystery being solved. Some imagine you in a great life, having an amazing time, but no. You wish that was true, but it isn't, sadly. You are stuck reading all the word walls ever written. Word walls are a monster, and have the power to kill everyone but you. Immortality is not so fabulous, and you would give anything- even if you have nothing- to lose it, for it isn't a gift. No, it's a punishment. And if you had any time at all which you were not forced to read these word walls (though by this point you have gone so insane you have no power to think past how awful your situation is, and to read these word walls), you would dream of bored days confined to a library, school, or maybe even prison. All of it would be better. Anything would be better. But you don't realize the possibility of anything else anymore. You don't think that your situation is awful, you think its normal. But in your mind, normal is much worse than anyone else's concept of the worst punishment of all time. And if you had the ability to think of anything else, you would think about going back in time and stopping word walls for once, and for all. And that is what must be done now, to avoid this horrible fate for one of us. Little do you know that thousands of years after this first person suffered this, all people suffered it. Even the people who built the last ones did. It was strange, but it happened. And now, we must put up a stand. We can't tolerate these monsterous word walls. These awful creatures must be stopped, for humanity. There is no greater problem than word walls. There is no bigger threat. Humanity must unite, and stop word walls for all time'
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That is just astonishing, Sasuke. How one person could sit there and type all of this astounds me. My friend, you have commited a felony. You have created a monster. You have made a formidable beast, a word wall, as it is reffered to. Word walls are deadly. They kill time everyday. They don't help with anything. Word walls should never be used. They are impossible to tame, and if you look at them, they make you want to shiver in fear. Let me tell you why. Word walls are very dangerous, and as I have said before, they are impossible to tame. They kill. The people who create these beasts are simply scary. It takes way too much time for the average person to write a word wall, but they still happen. One of the worst things about word walls is the spacing. These monsters haven't ever heard of paragraphs, indents, or anything else. Thankfully, they know proper grammar most of the time, but not always. Many people have died trying to combat these beasts because they were simply overwhelmed with the useless information contained in this wall. There could even be a movie of a word wall. It would be awful, and would cost millions of dollars to produce. If all word walls in the world were collected, and one person was forced to stand still and read every single letter of every single word wall ever, well, they wouldn't last. The thing with that would be the problem wouldn't be your legs- that would get to you eventually but not as immediately as...something else. First, you wouldn't start. You'd stand there, unable to move due to the fear this very first word wall. You leaf through this first wall, multiple pages. It is extremely long. You begin to despair when you see that there is a whole STACK of papers on the floor in your windlowless jail cell, where you are forced to do this. They put you in it, and built it. A large, thick, contstruction. An F5 tornado would do absolutely nothing to this. An atom bomb wouldn't do anything. In the cell, there's just this. A blackened out window- for fear you'd do something about as exciting as watching grass grow, and a food center, where all your food is grown automatically. And there's plenty of water- you don't know how, because the window is blackened. You get awful food delivered from a tiny, tiny circular hole in the wall to the blackened room. You can't stick anything in there, and all that comes is soup, and stuff that looks like grains of sand. You eat it, and it tastes vile. Water comes from a similar source which is equally small. Both the food and the water gather in a bucket. You are told before they put the final side up that if you do die, humanity will cease to exist. The whole fate of the world depends on you, so you must try. You never age. Your hair never grows anymore, nor do your fingernails. All you have to do is eat, and drink. You have no need to sleep, and to your dismay, you lost the ability to sleep, too. This is worse than any form of punishment. You feel no pain, but you feel the greatest pain in your mind. You look at the papers, and see that there's something awful at the bottom of this stack that is a foot taller than you. There's something at the bottom. A small, brown box. Made of a material you can't identify, but it's indestructable. You can't move it one bit. You don't know what it's for at the start, so you begin to read, and read, and read. In these monsters known as word walls, there isn't anything interesting. You lose where you are due to the lack of paragraphs. The awful thing is that when you lose where you are, you have to start from the very first word wall, at the very first letter. Every letter must be read. There is no ability to skim. When you are done with the word wall, you stick it down this narrow slot, and it disappears. You don't know where, but you know it's gone. Otherwise you would very quickly drown in paper. It's not until days of 24/7 reading that you realize there's something horrible. That brown box at the bottom generates these word walls, gives them to you from the outside world. It will continue, with word walls for all time. There isn't a single way to make this fun. There is nothing of any quality in these, but that's word walls for you. You are completely isolated from any help, from any person. From any contact with anything. You talk to yourself, and quickly grow insane. But you continue to read, and read, and read. You believe that you are going to finish them someday, that they might go on for decades, centuries- but that eventually you will finish them, and be let free. Little do you know that this giant construction has entered another dimension, which you don't realize. You can never, ever get back to your world. The dimension is strange. Only one word comes to mind anymore. "iC7G". You must think that he has created this punishment, that he has written the word wall. You don't know how, but you know that "iC7G" did it. And you know something else, strangely. You know he is a user on something called Roblox, though the words Roblox and user mean absolutely nothing to you anymore.The most advanced technology in thousands of years won't help. In an age where all mysteries have been solved due to major technical breakthroughs, you are famous on Earth. You are the one case of a person gone missing that hasn't been solved. One. You are a legend, and nobody has guessed any of the correct theories. Your real situation is outrageously unbelievable. Nobody would ever guess that, and nobody ever does. You are immortalized and worshipped on Earth. People make more theories, but guess that you must be someone great, and something from another universe, to have escaped your mystery being solved. Some imagine you in a great life, having an amazing time, but no. You wish that was true, but it isn't, sadly. You are stuck reading all the word walls ever written. Word walls are a monster, and have the power to kill everyone but you. MARK Immortality is not so fabulous, and you would give anything- even if you have nothing- to lose it, for it isn't a gift. No, it's a punishment. And if you had any time at all which you were not forced to read these word walls (though by this point you have gone so insane you have no power to think past how awful your situation is, and to read these word walls), you would dream of bored days confined to a library, school, or maybe even prison. All of it would be better. Anything would be better. But you don't realize the possibility of anything else anymore. You don't think that your situation is awful, you think its normal. But in your mind, normal is much worse than anyone else's concept of the worst punishment of all time. And if you had the ability to think of anything else, you would think about going back in time and stopping word walls for once, and for all. And that is what must be done now, to avoid this horrible fate for one of us. Little do you know that thousands of years after this first person suffered this, all people suffered it. Even the people who built the last ones did. It was strange, but it happened. And now, we must put up a stand. We can't tolerate these monsterous word walls. These awful creatures must be stopped, for humanity. There is no greater problem than word walls. There is no bigger threat. Humanity must unite, and stop word walls for all time.This is just astonishing. How one person could sit there and type all of this astounds me. My friend, you have commited a felony. You have created a monster. You have made a formidable beast, a word wall, as it is reffered to. Word walls are deadly. They kill time everyday. They don't help with anything. Word walls should never be used. They are impossible to tame, and if you look at them, they make you want to shiver in fear. Let me tell you why. Word walls are very dangerous, and as I have said before, they are impossible to tame. They kill. The people who create these beasts are simply scary. It takes way too much time for the average person to write a word wall, but they still happen. One of the worst things about word walls is the spacing. These monsters haven't ever heard of paragraphs, indents, or anything else. Thankfully, they know proper grammar most of the time, but not always. Many people have died trying to combat these beasts because they were simply overwhelmed with the useless information contained in this wall. There could even be a movie of a word wall. It would be awful, and would cost millions of dollars to produce. If all word walls in the world were collected, and one person was forced to stand still and read every single letter of every single word wall ever, well, they wouldn't last. The thing with that would be the problem wouldn't be your legs- that would get to you eventually but not as immediately as...something else. First, you wouldn't start. You'd stand there, unable to move due to the fear this very first word wall. You leaf through this first wall, multiple pages. It is extremely long. You begin to despair when you see that there is a whole STACK of papers on the floor in your windlowless jail cell, where you are forced to do this. They put you in it, and built it. A large, thick, contstruction. An F5 tornado would do absolutely nothing to this. An atom bomb wouldn't do anything. In the cell, there's just this. A blackened out window- for fear you'd do something about as exciting as watching grass grow, and a food center, where all your food is grown automatically. And there's plenty of water- you don't know how, because the window is blackened. You get awful food delivered from a tiny, tiny circular hole in the wall to the blackened room. You can't stick anything in there, and all that comes is soup, and stuff that looks like grains of sand. You eat it, and it tastes vile. Water comes from a similar source which is equally small. Both the food and the water gather in a bucket. You are told before they put the final side up that if you do die, humanity will cease to exist. The whole fate of the world depends on you, so you must try. You never age. Your hair never grows anymore, nor do your fingernails. All you have to do is eat, and drink. You have no need to sleep, and to your dismay, you lost the ability to sleep, too. This is worse than any form of punishment. You feel no pain, but you feel the greatest pain in your mind. You look at the papers, and see that there's something awful at the bottom of this stack that is a foot taller than you. There's something at the bottom. A small, brown box. Made of a material you can't identify, but it's indestructable. You can't move it one bit. You don't know what it's for at the start, so you begin to read, and read, and read. In these monsters known as word walls, there isn't anything interesting. You lose where you are due to the lack of paragraphs. The awful thing is that when you lose where you are, you have to start from the very first word wall, at the very first letter. Every letter must be read. There is no ability to skim. When you are done with the word wall, you stick it down this narrow slot, and it disappears. You don't know where, but you know it's gone. Otherwise you would very quickly drown in paper. It's not until days of 24/7 reading that you realize there's something horrible. That brown box at the bottom generates these word walls, gives them to you from the outside world. It will continue, with word walls for all time. There isn't a single way to make this fun. There is nothing of any quality in these, but that's word walls for you. You are completely isolated from any help, from any person. From any contact with anything. You talk to yourself, and quickly grow insane. But you continue to read, and read, and read. You believe that you are going to finish them someday, that they might go on for decades, centuries- but that eventually you will finish them, and be let free. Little do you know that this giant construction has entered another dimension, which you don't realize. You can never, ever get back to your world. The dimension is strange. Only one word comes to mind anymore. "iC7G". You must think that he has created this punishment, that he has written the word wall. You don't know how, but you know that "iC7G" did it. And you know something else, strangely. You know he is a user on something called Roblox, though the words Roblox and user mean absolutely nothing to you anymore.The most advanced technology in thousands of years won't help. In an age where all mysteries have been solved due to major technical breakthroughs, you are famous on Earth. You are the one case of a person gone missing that hasn't been solved. One. You are a legend, and nobody has guessed any of the correct theories. Your real situation is outrageously unbelievable. Nobody would ever guess that, and nobody ever does. You are immortalized and worshipped on Earth. People make more theories, but guess that you must be someone great, and something from another universe, to have escaped your mystery being solved. Some imagine you in a great life, having an amazing time, but no. You wish that was true, but it isn't, sadly. You are stuck reading all the word walls ever written. Word walls are a monster, and have the power to kill everyone but you. Immortality is not so fabulous, and you would give anything- even if you have nothing- to lose it, for it isn't a gift. No, it's a punishment. And if you had any time at all which you were not forced to read these word walls (though by this point you have gone so insane you have no power to think past how awful your situation is, and to read these word walls), you would dream of bored days confined to a library, school, or maybe even prison. All of it would be better. Anything would be better. But you don't realize the possibility of anything else anymore. You don't think that your situation is awful, you think its normal. But in your mind, normal is much worse than anyone else's concept of the worst punishment of all time. And if you had the ability to think of anything else, you would think about going back in time and stopping word walls for once, and for all. And that is what must be done now, to avoid this horrible fate for one of us. Little do you know that thousands of years after this first person suffered this, all people suffered it. Even the people who built the last ones did. It was strange, but it happened. And now, we must put up a stand. We can't tolerate these monsterous word walls. These awful creatures must be stopped, for humanity. There is no greater problem than word walls. There is no bigger threat. Humanity must unite, and stop word walls for all time.This is just astonishing. How one person could sit there and type all of this astounds me. My friend, you have commited a felony. You have created a monster. You have made a formidable beast, a word wall, as it is reffered to. Word walls are deadly. They kill time everyday. They don't help with anything. Word walls should never be used. They are impossible to tame, and if you look at them, they make you want to shiver in fear. Let me tell you why. Word walls are very dangerous, and as I have said before, they are impossible to tame. They kill. The people who create these beasts are simply scary. It takes way too much time for the average person to write a word wall, but they still happen. One of the worst things about word walls is the spacing. These monsters haven't ever heard of paragraphs, indents, or anything else. Thankfully, they know proper grammar most of the time, but not always. Many people have died trying to combat these beasts because they were simply overwhelmed with the useless information contained in this wall. There could even be a movie of a word wall. It would be awful, and would cost millions of dollars to produce. If all word walls in the world were collected, and one person was forced to stand still and read every single letter of every single word wall ever, well, they wouldn't last. The thing with that would be the problem wouldn't be your legs- that would get to you eventually but not as immediately as...something else. First, you wouldn't start. You'd stand there, unable to move due to the fear this very first word wall. You leaf through this first wall, multiple pages. It is extremely long. You begin to despair when you see that there is a whole STACK of papers on the floor in your windlowless jail cell, where you are forced to do this. They put you in it, and built it. A large, thick, contstruction. An F5 tornado would do absolutely nothing to this. An atom bomb wouldn't do anything. In the cell, there's just this. A blackened out window- for fear you'd do something about as exciting as watching grass grow, and a food center, where all your food is grown automatically. And there's plenty of water- you don't know how, because the window is blackened. You get awful food delivered from a tiny, tiny circular hole in the wall to the blackened room. You can't stick anything in there, and all that comes is soup, and stuff that looks like grains of sand. You eat it, and it tastes vile. Water comes from a similar source which is equally small. Both the food and the water gather in a bucket. You are told before they put the final side up that if you do die, humanity will cease to exist. The whole fate of the world depends on you, so you must try. You never age. Your hair never grows anymore, nor do your fingernails. All you have to do is eat, and drink. You have no need to sleep, and to your dismay, you lost the ability to sleep, too. This is worse than any form of punishment. You feel no pain, but you feel the greatest pain in your mind. You look at the papers, and see that there's something awful at the bottom of this stack that is a foot taller than you. There's something at the bottom. A small, brown box. Made of a material you can't identify, but it's indestructable. You can't move it one bit. You don't know what it's for at the start, so you begin to read, and read, and read. In these monsters known as word walls, there isn't anything interesting. You lose where you are due to the lack of paragraphs. The awful thing is that when you lose where you are, you have to start from the very first word wall, at the very first letter. Every letter must be read. There is no ability to skim. When you are done with the word wall, you stick it down this narrow slot, and it disappears. You don't know where, but you know it's gone. Otherwise you would very quickly drown in paper. It's not until days of 24/7 reading that you realize there's something horrible. That brown box at the bottom generates these word walls, gives them to you from the outside world. It will continue, with word walls for all time. There isn't a single way to make this fun. There is nothing of any quality in these, but that's word walls for you. You are completely isolated from any help, from any person. From any contact with anything. You talk to yourself, and quickly grow insane. But you continue to read, and read, and read. You believe that you are going to finish them someday, that they might go on for decades, centuries- but that eventually you will finish them, and be let free. Little do you know that this giant construction has entered another dimension, which you don't realize. You can never, ever get back to your world. The dimension is strange. Only one word comes to mind anymore. "iC7G". You must think that he has created this punishment, that he has written the word wall. You don't know how, but you know that "iC7G" did it. And you know something else, strangely. You know he is a user on something called Roblox, though the words Roblox and user mean absolutely nothing to you anymore.The most advanced technology in thousands of years won't help. In an age where all mysteries have been solved due to major technical breakthroughs, you are famous on Earth. You are the one case of a person gone missing that hasn't been solved. One. You are a legend, and nobody has guessed any of the correct theories. Your real situation is outrageously unbelievable. Nobody would ever guess that, and nobody ever does. You are immortalized and worshipped on Earth. People make more theories, but guess that you must be someone great, and something from another universe, to have escaped your mystery being solved. Some imagine you in a great life, having an amazing time, but no. You wish that was true, but it isn't, sadly. You are stuck reading all the word walls ever written. Word walls are a monster, and have the power to kill everyone but you. Immortality is not so fabulous, and you would give anything- even if you have nothing- to lose it, for it isn't a gift. No, it's a punishment. And if you had any time at all which you were not forced to read these word walls (though by this point you have gone so insane you have no power to think past how awful your situation is, and to read these word walls), you would dream of bored days confined to a library, school, or maybe even prison. All of it would be better. Anything would be better. But you don't realize the possibility of anything else anymore. You don't think that your situation is awful, you think its normal. But in your mind, normal is much worse than anyone else's concept of the worst punishment of all time. And if you had the ability to think of anything else, you would think about going back in time and stopping word walls for once, and for all. And that is what must be done now, to avoid this horrible fate for one of us. Little do you know that thousands of years after this first person suffered this, all people suffered it. Even the people who built the last ones did. It was strange, but it happened. And now, we must put up a stand. We can't tolerate these monsterous word walls. These awful creatures must be stopped, for humanity. There is no greater problem than word walls. There is no bigger threat. Humanity must unite, and stop word walls for all time.This is just astonishing. How one person could sit there and type all of this astounds me. My friend, you have commited a felony. You have created a monster. You have made a formidable beast, a word wall, as it is reffered to. Word walls are deadly. They kill time everyday. They don't help with anything. Word walls should never be used. They are impossible to tame, and if you look at them, they make you want to shiver in fear. Let me tell you why. Word walls are very dangerous, and as I have said before, they are impossible to tame. They kill. The people who create these beasts are simply scary. It takes way too much time for the average person to write a word wall, but they still happen. One of the worst things about word walls is the spacing. These monsters haven't ever heard of paragraphs, indents, or anything else. Thankfully, they know proper grammar most of the time, but not always. Many people have died trying to combat these beasts because they were simply overwhelmed with the useless information contained in this wall. There could even be a movie of a word wall. It would be awful, and would cost millions of dollars to produce. If all word walls in the world were collected, and one person was forced to stand still and read every single letter of every single word wall ever, well, they wouldn't last. The thing with that would be the problem wouldn't be your legs- that would get to you eventually but not as immediately as...something else. First, you wouldn't start. You'd stand there, unable to move due to the fear this very first word wall. You leaf through this first wall, multiple pages. It is extremely long. You begin to despair when you see that there is a whole STACK of papers on the floor in your windlowless jail cell, where you are forced to do this. They put you in it, and built it. A large, thick, contstruction. An F5 tornado would do absolutely nothing to this. An atom bomb wouldn't do anything. In the cell, there's just this. A blackened out window- for fear you'd do something about as exciting as watching grass grow, and a food center, where all your food is grown automatically. And there's plenty of water- you don't know how, because the window is blackened. You get awful food delivered from a tiny, tiny circular hole in the wall to the blackened room. You can't stick anything in there, and all that comes is soup, and stuff that looks like grains of sand. You eat it, and it tastes vile. Water comes from a similar source which is equally small. Both the food and the water gather in a bucket. You are told before they put the final side up that if you do die, humanity will cease to exist. The whole fate of the world depends on you, so you must try. You never age. Your hair never grows anymore, nor do your fingernails. All you have to do is eat, and drink. You have no need to sleep, and to your dismay, you lost the ability to sleep, too. This is worse than any form of punishment. You feel no pain, but you feel the greatest pain in your mind. You look at the papers, and see that there's something awful at the bottom of this stack that is a foot taller than you. There's something at the bottom. A small, brown box. Made of a material you can't identify, but it's indestructable. You can't move it one bit. You don't know what it's for at the start, so you begin to read, and read, and read. In these monsters known as word walls, there isn't anything interesting. You lose where you are due to the lack of paragraphs. The awful thing is that when you lose where you are, you have to start from the very first word wall, at the very first letter. Every letter must be read. There is no ability to skim. When you are done with the word wall, you stick it down this narrow slot, and it disappears. You don't know where, but you know it's gone. Otherwise you would very quickly drown in paper. It's not until days of 24/7 reading that you realize there's something horrible. That brown box at the bottom generates these word walls, gives them to you from the outside world. It will continue, with word walls for all time. There isn't a single way to make this fun. There is nothing of any quality in these, but that's word walls for you. You are completely isolated from any help, from any person. From any contact with anything. You talk to yourself, and quickly grow insane. But you continue to read, and read, and read. You believe that you are going to finish them someday, that they might go on for decades, centuries- but that eventually you will finish them, and be let free. Little do you know that this giant construction has entered another dimension, which you don't realize. You can never, ever get back to your world. The dimension is strange. Only one word comes to mind anymore. "iC7G". You must think that he has created this punishment, that he has written the word wall. You don't know how, but you know that "iC7G" did it. And you know something else, strangely. You know he is a user on something called Roblox, though the words Roblox and user mean absolutely nothing to you anymore.The most advanced technology in thousands of years won't help. In an age where all mysteries have been solved due to major technical breakthroughs, you are famous on Earth. You are the one case of a person gone missing that hasn't been solved. One. You are a legend, and nobody has guessed any of the correct theories. Your real situation is outrageously unbelievable. Nobody would ever guess that, and nobody ever does. You are immortalized and worshipped on Earth. People make more theories, but guess that you must be someone great, and something from another universe, to have escaped your mystery being solved. Some imagine you in a great life, having an amazing time, but no. You wish that was true, but it isn't, sadly. You are stuck reading all the word walls ever written. Word walls are a monster, and have the power to kill everyone but you. MARK Immortality is not so fabulous, and you would give anything- even if you have nothing- to lose it, for it isn't a gift. No, it's a punishment. And if you had any time at all which you were not forced to read these word walls (though by this point you have gone so insane you have no power to think past how awful your situation is, and to read these word walls), you would dream of bored days confined to a library, school, or maybe even prison. All of it would be better. Anything would be better. But you don't realize the possibility of anything else anymore. You don't think that your situation is awful, you think its normal. But in your mind, normal is much worse than anyone else's concept of the worst punishment of all time. And if you had the ability to think of anything else, you would think about going back in time and stopping word walls for once, and for all. And that is what must be done now, to avoid this horrible fate for one of us. Little do you know that thousands of years after this first person suffered this, all people suffered it. Even the people who built the last ones did. It was strange, but it happened. And now, we must put up a stand. We can't tolerate these monsterous word walls. These awful creatures must be stopped, for humanity. There is no greater problem than word walls. There is no bigger threat. Humanity must unite, and stop word walls for all time.This is just astonishing. How one person could sit there and type all of this astounds me. My friend, you have commited a felony. You have created a monster. You have made a formidable beast, a word wall, as it is reffered to. Word walls are deadly. They kill time everyday. They don't help with anything. Word walls should never be used. They are impossible to tame, and if you look at them, they make you want to shiver in fear. Let me tell you why. Word walls are very dangerous, and as I have said before, they are impossible to tame. They kill. The people who create these beasts are simply scary. It takes way too much time for the average person to write a word wall, but they still happen. One of the worst things about word walls is the spacing. These monsters haven't ever heard of paragraphs, indents, or anything else. Thankfully, they know proper grammar most of the time, but not always. Many people have died trying to combat these beasts because they were simply overwhelmed with the useless information contained in this wall. There could even be a movie of a word wall. It would be awful, and would cost millions of dollars to produce. If all word walls in the world were collected, and one person was forced to stand still and read every single letter of every single word wall ever, well, they wouldn't last. The thing with that would be the problem wouldn't be your legs- that would get to you eventually but not as immediately as...something else. First, you wouldn't start. You'd stand there, unable to move due to the fear this very first word wall. You leaf through this first wall, multiple pages. It is extremely long. You begin to despair when you see that there is a whole STACK of papers on the floor in your windlowless jail cell, where you are forced to do this. They put you in it, and built it. A large, thick, contstruction. An F5 tornado would do absolutely nothing to this. An atom bomb wouldn't do anything. In the cell, there's just this. A blackened out window- for fear you'd do something about as exciting as watching grass grow, and a food center, where all your food is grown automatically. And there's plenty of water- you don't know how, because the window is blackened. You get awful food delivered from a tiny, tiny circular hole in the wall to the blackened room. You can't stick anything in there, and all that comes is soup, and stuff that looks like grains of sand. You eat it, and it tastes vile. Water comes from a similar source which is equally small. Both the food and the water gather in a bucket. You are told before they put the final side up that if you do die, humanity will cease to exist. The whole fate of the world depends on you, so you must try. You never age. Your hair never grows anymore, nor do your fingernails. All you have to do is eat, and drink. You have no need to sleep, and to your dismay, you lost the ability to sleep, too. This is worse than any form of punishment. You feel no pain, but you feel the greatest pain in your mind. You look at the papers, and see that there's something awful at the bottom of this stack that is a foot taller than you. There's something at the bottom. A small, brown box. Made of a material you can't identify, but it's indestructable. You can't move it one bit. You don't know what it's for at the start, so you begin to read, and read, and read. In these monsters known as word walls, there isn't anything interesting. You lose where you are due to the lack of paragraphs. The awful thing is that when you lose where you are, you have to start from the very first word wall, at the very first letter. Every letter must be read. There is no ability to skim. When you are done with the word wall, you stick it down this narrow slot, and it disappears. You don't know where, but you know it's gone. Otherwise you would very quickly drown in paper. It's not until days of 24/7 reading that you realize there's something horrible. That brown box at the bottom generates these word walls, gives them to you from the outside world. It will continue, with word walls for all time. There isn't a single way to make this fun. There is nothing of any quality in these, but that's word walls for you. You are completely isolated from any help, from any person. From any contact with anything. You talk to yourself, and quickly grow insane. But you continue to read, and read, and read. You believe that you are going to finish them someday, that they might go on for decades, centuries- but that eventually you will finish them, and be let free. Little do you know that this giant construction has entered another dimension, which you don't realize. You can never, ever get back to your world. The dimension is strange. Only one word comes to mind anymore. "iC7G". You must think that he has created this punishment, that he has written the word wall. You don't know how, but you know that "iC7G" did it. And you know something else, strangely. You know he is a user on something called Roblox, though the words Roblox and user mean absolutely nothing to you anymore.The most advanced technology in thousands of years won't help. In an age where all mysteries have been solved due to major technical breakthroughs, you are famous on Earth. You are the one case of a person gone missing that hasn't been solved. One. You are a legend, and nobody has guessed any of the correct theories. Your real situation is outrageously unbelievable. Nobody would ever guess that, and nobody ever does. You are immortalized and worshipped on Earth. People make more theories, but guess that you must be someone great, and something from another universe, to have escaped your mystery being solved. Some imagine you in a great life, having an amazing time, but no. You wish that was true, but it isn't, sadly. You are stuck reading all the word walls ever written. Word walls are a monster, and have the power to kill everyone but you. Immortality is not so fabulous, and you would give anything- even if you have nothing- to lose it, for it isn't a gift. No, it's a punishment. And if you had any time at all which you were not forced to read these word walls (though by this point you have gone so insane you have no power to think past how awful your situation is, and to read these word walls), you would dream of bored days confined to a library, school, or maybe even prison. All of it would be better. Anything would be better. But you don't realize the possibility of anything else anymore. You don't think that your situation is awful, you think its normal. But in your mind, normal is much worse than anyone else's concept of the worst punishment of all time. And if you had the ability to think of anything else, you would think about going back in time and stopping word walls for once, and for all. And that is what must be done now, to avoid this horrible fate for one of us. Little do you know that thousands of years after this first person suffered this, all people suffered it. Even the people who built the last ones did. It was strange, but it happened. And now, we must put up a stand. We can't tolerate these monsterous word walls. These awful creatures must be stopped, for humanity. There is no greater problem than word walls. There is no bigger threat. Humanity must unite, and stop word walls for all time.This is just astonishing. How one person could sit there and type all of this astounds me. My friend, you have commited a felony. You have created a monster. You have made a formidable beast, a word wall, as it is reffered to. Word walls are deadly. They kill time everyday. They don't help with anything. Word walls should never be used. They are impossible to tame, and if you look at them, they make you want to shiver in fear. Let me tell you why. Word walls are very dangerous, and as I have said before, they are impossible to tame. They kill. The people who create these beasts are simply scary. It takes way too much time for the average person to write a word wall, but they still happen. One of the worst things about word walls is the spacing. These monsters haven't ever heard of paragraphs, indents, or anything else. Thankfully, they know proper grammar most of the time, but not always. Many people have died trying to combat these beasts because they were simply overwhelmed with the useless information contained in this wall. There could even be a movie of a word wall. It would be awful, and would cost millions of dollars to produce. If all word walls in the world were collected, and one person was forced to stand still and read every single letter of every single word wall ever, well, they wouldn't last. The thing with that would be the problem wouldn't be your legs- that would get to you eventually but not as immediately as...something else. First, you wouldn't start. You'd stand there, unable to move due to the fear this very first word wall. You leaf through this first wall, multiple pages. It is extremely long. You begin to despair when you see that there is a whole STACK of papers on the floor in your windlowless jail cell, where you are forced to do this. They put you in it, and built it. A large, thick, contstruction. An F5 tornado would do absolutely nothing to this. An atom bomb wouldn't do anything. In the cell, there's just this. A blackened out window- for fear you'd do something about as exciting as watching grass grow, and a food center, where all your food is grown automatically. And there's plenty of water- you don't know how, because the window is blackened. You get awful food delivered from a tiny, tiny circular hole in the wall to the blackened room. You can't stick anything in there, and all that comes is soup, and stuff that looks like grains of sand. You eat it, and it tastes vile. Water comes from a similar source which is equally small. Both the food and the water gather in a bucket. You are told before they put the final side up that if you do die, humanity will cease to exist. The whole fate of the world depends on you, so you must try. You never age. Your hair never grows anymore, nor do your fingernails. All you have to do is eat, and drink. You have no need to sleep, and to your dismay, you lost the ability to sleep, too. This is worse than any form of punishment. You feel no pain, but you feel the greatest pain in your mind. You look at the papers, and see that there's something awful at the bottom of this stack that is a foot taller than you. There's something at the bottom. A small, brown box. Made of a material you can't identify, but it's indestructable. You can't move it one bit. You don't know what it's for at the start, so you begin to read, and read, and read. In these monsters known as word walls, there isn't anything interesting. You lose where you are due to the lack of paragraphs. The awful thing is that when you lose where you are, you have to start from the very first word wall, at the very first letter. Every letter must be read. There is no ability to skim. When you are done with the word wall, you stick it down this narrow slot, and it disappears. You don't know where, but you know it's gone. Otherwise you would very quickly drown in paper. It's not until days of 24/7 reading that you realize there's something horrible. That brown box at the bottom generates these word walls, gives them to you from the outside world. It will continue, with word walls for all time. There isn't a single way to make this fun. There is nothing of any quality in these, but that's word walls for you. You are completely isolated from any help, from any person. From any contact with anything. You talk to yourself, and quickly grow insane. But you continue to read, and read, and read. You believe that you are going to finish them someday, that they might go on for decades, centuries- but that eventually you will finish them, and be let free. Little do you know that this giant construction has entered another dimension, which you don't realize. You can never, ever get back to your world. The dimension is strange. Only one word comes to mind anymore. "iC7G". You must think that he has created this punishment, that he has written the word wall. You don't know how, but you know that "iC7G" did it. And you know something else, strangely. You know he is a user on something called Roblox, though the words Roblox and user mean absolutely nothing to you anymore.The most advanced technology in thousands of years won't help. In an age where all mysteries have been solved due to major technical breakthroughs, you are famous on Earth. You are the one case of a person gone missing that hasn't been solved. One. You are a legend, and nobody has guessed any of the correct theories. Your real situation is outrageously unbelievable. Nobody would ever guess that, and nobody ever does. You are immortalized and worshipped on Earth. People make more theories, but guess that you must be someone great, and something from another universe, to have escaped your mystery being solved. Some imagine you in a great life, having an amazing time, but no. You wish that was true, but it isn't, sadly. You are stuck reading all the word walls ever written. Word walls are a monster, and have the power to kill everyone but you. Immortality is not so fabulous, and you would give anything- even if you have nothing- to lose it, for it isn't a gift. No, it's a punishment. And if you had any time at all which you were not forced to read these word walls (though by this point you have gone so insane you have no power to think past how awful your situation is, and to read these word walls), you would dream of bored days confined to a library, school, or maybe even prison. All of it would be better. Anything would be better. But you don't realize the possibility of anything else anymore. You don't think that your situation is awful, you think its normal. But in your mind, normal is much worse than anyone else's concept of the worst punishment of all time. And if you had the ability to think of anything else, you would think about going back in time and stopping word walls for once, and for all. And that is what must be done now, to avoid this horrible fate for one of us. Little do you know that thousands of years after this first person suffered this, all people suffered it. Even the people who built the last ones did. It was strange, but it happened. And now, we must put up a stand. We can't tolerate these monsterous word walls. These awful creatures must be stopped, for humanity. There is no greater problem than word walls. There is no bigger threat. Humanity must unite, and stop word walls for all time.
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mrpaperman is not online. mrpaperman
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05 Oct 2013 08:59 PM
Kaz, that is absolutely stupid.

You will not let someone be there selves and love who they want to? That honestly disturbs me.
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Joined: 23 Apr 2013
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05 Oct 2013 08:59 PM
That is just astonishing, Mrpaperman. How one person could sit there and type all of this astounds me. My friend, you have commited a felony. You have created a monster. You have made a formidable beast, a word wall, as it is reffered to. Word walls are deadly. They kill time everyday. They don't help with anything. Word walls should never be used. They are impossible to tame, and if you look at them, they make you want to shiver in fear. Let me tell you why. Word walls are very dangerous, and as I have said before, they are impossible to tame. They kill. The people who create these beasts are simply scary. It takes way too much time for the average person to write a word wall, but they still happen. One of the worst things about word walls is the spacing. These monsters haven't ever heard of paragraphs, indents, or anything else. Thankfully, they know proper grammar most of the time, but not always. Many people have died trying to combat these beasts because they were simply overwhelmed with the useless information contained in this wall. There could even be a movie of a word wall. It would be awful, and would cost millions of dollars to produce. If all word walls in the world were collected, and one person was forced to stand still and read every single letter of every single word wall ever, well, they wouldn't last. The thing with that would be the problem wouldn't be your legs- that would get to you eventually but not as immediately as...something else. First, you wouldn't start. You'd stand there, unable to move due to the fear this very first word wall. You leaf through this first wall, multiple pages. It is extremely long. You begin to despair when you see that there is a whole STACK of papers on the floor in your windlowless jail cell, where you are forced to do this. They put you in it, and built it. A large, thick, contstruction. An F5 tornado would do absolutely nothing to this. An atom bomb wouldn't do anything. In the cell, there's just this. A blackened out window- for fear you'd do something about as exciting as watching grass grow, and a food center, where all your food is grown automatically. And there's plenty of water- you don't know how, because the window is blackened. You get awful food delivered from a tiny, tiny circular hole in the wall to the blackened room. You can't stick anything in there, and all that comes is soup, and stuff that looks like grains of sand. You eat it, and it tastes vile. Water comes from a similar source which is equally small. Both the food and the water gather in a bucket. You are told before they put the final side up that if you do die, humanity will cease to exist. The whole fate of the world depends on you, so you must try. You never age. Your hair never grows anymore, nor do your fingernails. All you have to do is eat, and drink. You have no need to sleep, and to your dismay, you lost the ability to sleep, too. This is worse than any form of punishment. You feel no pain, but you feel the greatest pain in your mind. You look at the papers, and see that there's something awful at the bottom of this stack that is a foot taller than you. There's something at the bottom. A small, brown box. Made of a material you can't identify, but it's indestructable. You can't move it one bit. You don't know what it's for at the start, so you begin to read, and read, and read. In these monsters known as word walls, there isn't anything interesting. You lose where you are due to the lack of paragraphs. The awful thing is that when you lose where you are, you have to start from the very first word wall, at the very first letter. Every letter must be read. There is no ability to skim. When you are done with the word wall, you stick it down this narrow slot, and it disappears. You don't know where, but you know it's gone. Otherwise you would very quickly drown in paper. It's not until days of 24/7 reading that you realize there's something horrible. That brown box at the bottom generates these word walls, gives them to you from the outside world. It will continue, with word walls for all time. There isn't a single way to make this fun. There is nothing of any quality in these, but that's word walls for you. You are completely isolated from any help, from any person. From any contact with anything. You talk to yourself, and quickly grow insane. But you continue to read, and read, and read. You believe that you are going to finish them someday, that they might go on for decades, centuries- but that eventually you will finish them, and be let free. Little do you know that this giant construction has entered another dimension, which you don't realize. You can never, ever get back to your world. The dimension is strange. Only one word comes to mind anymore. "iC7G". You must think that he has created this punishment, that he has written the word wall. You don't know how, but you know that "iC7G" did it. And you know something else, strangely. You know he is a user on something called Roblox, though the words Roblox and user mean absolutely nothing to you anymore.The most advanced technology in thousands of years won't help. In an age where all mysteries have been solved due to major technical breakthroughs, you are famous on Earth. You are the one case of a person gone missing that hasn't been solved. One. You are a legend, and nobody has guessed any of the correct theories. Your real situation is outrageously unbelievable. Nobody would ever guess that, and nobody ever does. You are immortalized and worshipped on Earth. People make more theories, but guess that you must be someone great, and something from another universe, to have escaped your mystery being solved. Some imagine you in a great life, having an amazing time, but no. You wish that was true, but it isn't, sadly. You are stuck reading all the word walls ever written. Word walls are a monster, and have the power to kill everyone but you. MARK Immortality is not so fabulous, and you would give anything- even if you have nothing- to lose it, for it isn't a gift. No, it's a punishment. And if you had any time at all which you were not forced to read these word walls (though by this point you have gone so insane you have no power to think past how awful your situation is, and to read these word walls), you would dream of bored days confined to a library, school, or maybe even prison. All of it would be better. Anything would be better. But you don't realize the possibility of anything else anymore. You don't think that your situation is awful, you think its normal. But in your mind, normal is much worse than anyone else's concept of the worst punishment of all time. And if you had the ability to think of anything else, you would think about going back in time and stopping word walls for once, and for all. And that is what must be done now, to avoid this horrible fate for one of us. Little do you know that thousands of years after this first person suffered this, all people suffered it. Even the people who built the last ones did. It was strange, but it happened. And now, we must put up a stand. We can't tolerate these monsterous word walls. These awful creatures must be stopped, for humanity. There is no greater problem than word walls. There is no bigger threat. Humanity must unite, and stop word walls for all time.This is just astonishing. How one person could sit there and type all of this astounds me. My friend, you have commited a felony. You have created a monster. You have made a formidable beast, a word wall, as it is reffered to. Word walls are deadly. They kill time everyday. They don't help with anything. Word walls should never be used. They are impossible to tame, and if you look at them, they make you want to shiver in fear. Let me tell you why. Word walls are very dangerous, and as I have said before, they are impossible to tame. They kill. The people who create these beasts are simply scary. It takes way too much time for the average person to write a word wall, but they still happen. One of the worst things about word walls is the spacing. These monsters haven't ever heard of paragraphs, indents, or anything else. Thankfully, they know proper grammar most of the time, but not always. Many people have died trying to combat these beasts because they were simply overwhelmed with the useless information contained in this wall. There could even be a movie of a word wall. It would be awful, and would cost millions of dollars to produce. If all word walls in the world were collected, and one person was forced to stand still and read every single letter of every single word wall ever, well, they wouldn't last. The thing with that would be the problem wouldn't be your legs- that would get to you eventually but not as immediately as...something else. First, you wouldn't start. You'd stand there, unable to move due to the fear this very first word wall. You leaf through this first wall, multiple pages. It is extremely long. You begin to despair when you see that there is a whole STACK of papers on the floor in your windlowless jail cell, where you are forced to do this. They put you in it, and built it. A large, thick, contstruction. An F5 tornado would do absolutely nothing to this. An atom bomb wouldn't do anything. In the cell, there's just this. A blackened out window- for fear you'd do something about as exciting as watching grass grow, and a food center, where all your food is grown automatically. And there's plenty of water- you don't know how, because the window is blackened. You get awful food delivered from a tiny, tiny circular hole in the wall to the blackened room. You can't stick anything in there, and all that comes is soup, and stuff that looks like grains of sand. You eat it, and it tastes vile. Water comes from a similar source which is equally small. Both the food and the water gather in a bucket. You are told before they put the final side up that if you do die, humanity will cease to exist. The whole fate of the world depends on you, so you must try. You never age. Your hair never grows anymore, nor do your fingernails. All you have to do is eat, and drink. You have no need to sleep, and to your dismay, you lost the ability to sleep, too. This is worse than any form of punishment. You feel no pain, but you feel the greatest pain in your mind. You look at the papers, and see that there's something awful at the bottom of this stack that is a foot taller than you. There's something at the bottom. A small, brown box. Made of a material you can't identify, but it's indestructable. You can't move it one bit. You don't know what it's for at the start, so you begin to read, and read, and read. In these monsters known as word walls, there isn't anything interesting. You lose where you are due to the lack of paragraphs. The awful thing is that when you lose where you are, you have to start from the very first word wall, at the very first letter. Every letter must be read. There is no ability to skim. When you are done with the word wall, you stick it down this narrow slot, and it disappears. You don't know where, but you know it's gone. Otherwise you would very quickly drown in paper. It's not until days of 24/7 reading that you realize there's something horrible. That brown box at the bottom generates these word walls, gives them to you from the outside world. It will continue, with word walls for all time. There isn't a single way to make this fun. There is nothing of any quality in these, but that's word walls for you. You are completely isolated from any help, from any person. From any contact with anything. You talk to yourself, and quickly grow insane. But you continue to read, and read, and read. You believe that you are going to finish them someday, that they might go on for decades, centuries- but that eventually you will finish them, and be let free. Little do you know that this giant construction has entered another dimension, which you don't realize. You can never, ever get back to your world. The dimension is strange. Only one word comes to mind anymore. "iC7G". You must think that he has created this punishment, that he has written the word wall. You don't know how, but you know that "iC7G" did it. And you know something else, strangely. You know he is a user on something called Roblox, though the words Roblox and user mean absolutely nothing to you anymore.The most advanced technology in thousands of years won't help. In an age where all mysteries have been solved due to major technical breakthroughs, you are famous on Earth. You are the one case of a person gone missing that hasn't been solved. One. You are a legend, and nobody has guessed any of the correct theories. Your real situation is outrageously unbelievable. Nobody would ever guess that, and nobody ever does. You are immortalized and worshipped on Earth. People make more theories, but guess that you must be someone great, and something from another universe, to have escaped your mystery being solved. Some imagine you in a great life, having an amazing time, but no. You wish that was true, but it isn't, sadly. You are stuck reading all the word walls ever written. Word walls are a monster, and have the power to kill everyone but you. Immortality is not so fabulous, and you would give anything- even if you have nothing- to lose it, for it isn't a gift. No, it's a punishment. And if you had any time at all which you were not forced to read these word walls (though by this point you have gone so insane you have no power to think past how awful your situation is, and to read these word walls), you would dream of bored days confined to a library, school, or maybe even prison. All of it would be better. Anything would be better. But you don't realize the possibility of anything else anymore. You don't think that your situation is awful, you think its normal. But in your mind, normal is much worse than anyone else's concept of the worst punishment of all time. And if you had the ability to think of anything else, you would think about going back in time and stopping word walls for once, and for all. And that is what must be done now, to avoid this horrible fate for one of us. Little do you know that thousands of years after this first person suffered this, all people suffered it. Even the people who built the last ones did. It was strange, but it happened. And now, we must put up a stand. We can't tolerate these monsterous word walls. These awful creatures must be stopped, for humanity. There is no greater problem than word walls. There is no bigger threat. Humanity must unite, and stop word walls for all time.This is just astonishing. How one person could sit there and type all of this astounds me. My friend, you have commited a felony. You have created a monster. You have made a formidable beast, a word wall, as it is reffered to. Word walls are deadly. They kill time everyday. They don't help with anything. Word walls should never be used. They are impossible to tame, and if you look at them, they make you want to shiver in fear. Let me tell you why. Word walls are very dangerous, and as I have said before, they are impossible to tame. They kill. The people who create these beasts are simply scary. It takes way too much time for the average person to write a word wall, but they still happen. One of the worst things about word walls is the spacing. These monsters haven't ever heard of paragraphs, indents, or anything else. Thankfully, they know proper grammar most of the time, but not always. Many people have died trying to combat these beasts because they were simply overwhelmed with the useless information contained in this wall. There could even be a movie of a word wall. It would be awful, and would cost millions of dollars to produce. If all word walls in the world were collected, and one person was forced to stand still and read every single letter of every single word wall ever, well, they wouldn't last. The thing with that would be the problem wouldn't be your legs- that would get to you eventually but not as immediately as...something else. First, you wouldn't start. You'd stand there, unable to move due to the fear this very first word wall. You leaf through this first wall, multiple pages. It is extremely long. You begin to despair when you see that there is a whole STACK of papers on the floor in your windlowless jail cell, where you are forced to do this. They put you in it, and built it. A large, thick, contstruction. An F5 tornado would do absolutely nothing to this. An atom bomb wouldn't do anything. In the cell, there's just this. A blackened out window- for fear you'd do something about as exciting as watching grass grow, and a food center, where all your food is grown automatically. And there's plenty of water- you don't know how, because the window is blackened. You get awful food delivered from a tiny, tiny circular hole in the wall to the blackened room. You can't stick anything in there, and all that comes is soup, and stuff that looks like grains of sand. You eat it, and it tastes vile. Water comes from a similar source which is equally small. Both the food and the water gather in a bucket. You are told before they put the final side up that if you do die, humanity will cease to exist. The whole fate of the world depends on you, so you must try. You never age. Your hair never grows anymore, nor do your fingernails. All you have to do is eat, and drink. You have no need to sleep, and to your dismay, you lost the ability to sleep, too. This is worse than any form of punishment. You feel no pain, but you feel the greatest pain in your mind. You look at the papers, and see that there's something awful at the bottom of this stack that is a foot taller than you. There's something at the bottom. A small, brown box. Made of a material you can't identify, but it's indestructable. You can't move it one bit. You don't know what it's for at the start, so you begin to read, and read, and read. In these monsters known as word walls, there isn't anything interesting. You lose where you are due to the lack of paragraphs. The awful thing is that when you lose where you are, you have to start from the very first word wall, at the very first letter. Every letter must be read. There is no ability to skim. When you are done with the word wall, you stick it down this narrow slot, and it disappears. You don't know where, but you know it's gone. Otherwise you would very quickly drown in paper. It's not until days of 24/7 reading that you realize there's something horrible. That brown box at the bottom generates these word walls, gives them to you from the outside world. It will continue, with word walls for all time. There isn't a single way to make this fun. There is nothing of any quality in these, but that's word walls for you. You are completely isolated from any help, from any person. From any contact with anything. You talk to yourself, and quickly grow insane. But you continue to read, and read, and read. You believe that you are going to finish them someday, that they might go on for decades, centuries- but that eventually you will finish them, and be let free. Little do you know that this giant construction has entered another dimension, which you don't realize. You can never, ever get back to your world. The dimension is strange. Only one word comes to mind anymore. "iC7G". You must think that he has created this punishment, that he has written the word wall. You don't know how, but you know that "iC7G" did it. And you know something else, strangely. You know he is a user on something called Roblox, though the words Roblox and user mean absolutely nothing to you anymore.The most advanced technology in thousands of years won't help. In an age where all mysteries have been solved due to major technical breakthroughs, you are famous on Earth. You are the one case of a person gone missing that hasn't been solved. One. You are a legend, and nobody has guessed any of the correct theories. Your real situation is outrageously unbelievable. Nobody would ever guess that, and nobody ever does. You are immortalized and worshipped on Earth. People make more theories, but guess that you must be someone great, and something from another universe, to have escaped your mystery being solved. Some imagine you in a great life, having an amazing time, but no. You wish that was true, but it isn't, sadly. You are stuck reading all the word walls ever written. Word walls are a monster, and have the power to kill everyone but you. Immortality is not so fabulous, and you would give anything- even if you have nothing- to lose it, for it isn't a gift. No, it's a punishment. And if you had any time at all which you were not forced to read these word walls (though by this point you have gone so insane you have no power to think past how awful your situation is, and to read these word walls), you would dream of bored days confined to a library, school, or maybe even prison. All of it would be better. Anything would be better. But you don't realize the possibility of anything else anymore. You don't think that your situation is awful, you think its normal. But in your mind, normal is much worse than anyone else's concept of the worst punishment of all time. And if you had the ability to think of anything else, you would think about going back in time and stopping word walls for once, and for all. And that is what must be done now, to avoid this horrible fate for one of us. Little do you know that thousands of years after this first person suffered this, all people suffered it. Even the people who built the last ones did. It was strange, but it happened. And now, we must put up a stand. We can't tolerate these monsterous word walls. These awful creatures must be stopped, for humanity. There is no greater problem than word walls. There is no bigger threat. Humanity must unite, and stop word walls for all time.

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05 Oct 2013 09:00 PM
Alexa u can't pull no bible stuff because GOD did burn down a city full is same gender marriage people. Same gender marriage was one of the crimes
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05 Oct 2013 09:01 PM
This is just astonishing. How one person could sit there and type all of this astounds me. My friend, you have commited a felony. You have created a monster. You have made a formidable beast, a word wall, as it is reffered to. Word walls are deadly. They kill time everyday. They don't help with anything. Word walls should never be used. They are impossible to tame, and if you look at them, they make you want to shiver in fear. Let me tell you why. Word walls are very dangerous, and as I have said before, they are impossible to tame. They kill. The people who create these beasts are simply scary. It takes way too much time for the average person to write a word wall, but they still happen. One of the worst things about word walls is the spacing. These monsters haven't ever heard of paragraphs, indents, or anything else. Thankfully, they know proper grammar most of the time, but not always. Many people have died trying to combat these beasts because they were simply overwhelmed with the useless information contained in this wall. There could even be a movie of a word wall. It would be awful, and would cost millions of dollars to produce. If all word walls in the world were collected, and one person was forced to stand still and read every single letter of every single word wall ever, well, they wouldn't last. The thing with that would be the problem wouldn't be your legs- that would get to you eventually but not as immediately as...something else. First, you wouldn't start. You'd stand there, unable to move due to the fear this very first word wall. You leaf through this first wall, multiple pages. It is extremely long. You begin to despair when you see that there is a whole STACK of papers on the floor in your windlowless jail cell, where you are forced to do this. They put you in it, and built it. A large, thick, contstruction. An F5 tornado would do absolutely nothing to this. An atom bomb wouldn't do anything. In the cell, there's just this. A blackened out window- for fear you'd do something about as exciting as watching grass grow, and a food center, where all your food is grown automatically. And there's plenty of water- you don't know how, because the window is blackened. You get awful food delivered from a tiny, tiny circular hole in the wall to the blackened room. You can't stick anything in there, and all that comes is soup, and stuff that looks like grains of sand. You eat it, and it tastes vile. Water comes from a similar source which is equally small. Both the food and the water gather in a bucket. You are told before they put the final side up that if you do die, humanity will cease to exist. The whole fate of the world depends on you, so you must try. You never age. Your hair never grows anymore, nor do your fingernails. All you have to do is eat, and drink. You have no need to sleep, and to your dismay, you lost the ability to sleep, too. This is worse than any form of punishment. You feel no pain, but you feel the greatest pain in your mind. You look at the papers, and see that there's something awful at the bottom of this stack that is a foot taller than you. There's something at the bottom. A small, brown box. Made of a material you can't identify, but it's indestructable. You can't move it one bit. You don't know what it's for at the start, so you begin to read, and read, and read. In these monsters known as word walls, there isn't anything interesting. You lose where you are due to the lack of paragraphs. The awful thing is that when you lose where you are, you have to start from the very first word wall, at the very first letter. Every letter must be read. There is no ability to skim. When you are done with the word wall, you stick it down this narrow slot, and it disappears. You don't know where, but you know it's gone. Otherwise you would very quickly drown in paper. It's not until days of 24/7 reading that you realize there's something horrible. That brown box at the bottom generates these word walls, gives them to you from the outside world. It will continue, with word walls for all time. There isn't a single way to make this fun. There is nothing of any quality in these, but that's word walls for you. You are completely isolated from any help, from any person. From any contact with anything. You talk to yourself, and quickly grow insane. But you continue to read, and read, and read. You believe that you are going to finish them someday, that they might go on for decades, centuries- but that eventually you will finish them, and be let free. Little do you know that this giant construction has entered another dimension, which you don't realize. You can never, ever get back to your world. The dimension is strange. Only one word comes to mind anymore. "iC7G". You must think that he has created this punishment, that he has written the word wall. You don't know how, but you know that "iC7G" did it. And you know something else, strangely. You know he is a user on something called Roblox, though the words Roblox and user mean absolutely nothing to you anymore.The most advanced technology in thousands of years won't help. In an age where all mysteries have been solved due to major technical breakthroughs, you are famous on Earth. You are the one case of a person gone missing that hasn't been solved. One. You are a legend, and nobody has guessed any of the correct theories. Your real situation is outrageously unbelievable. Nobody would ever guess that, and nobody ever does. You are immortalized and worshipped on Earth. People make more theories, but guess that you must be someone great, and something from another universe, to have escaped your mystery being solved. Some imagine you in a great life, having an amazing time, but no. You wish that was true, but it isn't, sadly. You are stuck reading all the word walls ever written. Word walls are a monster, and have the power to kill everyone but you. MARK Immortality is not so fabulous, and you would give anything- even if you have nothing- to lose it, for it isn't a gift. No, it's a punishment. And if you had any time at all which you were not forced to read these word walls (though by this point you have gone so insane you have no power to think past how awful your situation is, and to read these word walls), you would dream of bored days confined to a library, school, or maybe even prison. All of it would be better. Anything would be better. But you don't realize the possibility of anything else anymore. You don't think that your situation is awful, you think its normal. But in your mind, normal is much worse than anyone else's concept of the worst punishment of all time. And if you had the ability to think of anything else, you would think about going back in time and stopping word walls for once, and for all. And that is what must be done now, to avoid this horrible fate for one of us. Little do you know that thousands of years after this first person suffered this, all people suffered it. Even the people who built the last ones did. It was strange, but it happened. And now, we must put up a stand. We can't tolerate these monsterous word walls. These awful creatures must be stopped, for humanity. There is no greater problem than word walls. There is no bigger threat. Humanity must unite, and stop word walls for all time.This is just astonishing. How one person could sit there and type all of this astounds me. My friend, you have commited a felony. You have created a monster. You have made a formidable beast, a word wall, as it is reffered to. Word walls are deadly. They kill time everyday. They don't help with anything. Word walls should never be used. They are impossible to tame, and if you look at them, they make you want to shiver in fear. Let me tell you why. Word walls are very dangerous, and as I have said before, they are impossible to tame. They kill. The people who create these beasts are simply scary. It takes way too much time for the average person to write a word wall, but they still happen. One of the worst things about word walls is the spacing. These monsters haven't ever heard of paragraphs, indents, or anything else. Thankfully, they know proper grammar most of the time, but not always. Many people have died trying to combat these beasts because they were simply overwhelmed with the useless information contained in this wall. There could even be a movie of a word wall. It would be awful, and would cost millions of dollars to produce. If all word walls in the world were collected, and one person was forced to stand still and read every single letter of every single word wall ever, well, they wouldn't last. The thing with that would be the problem wouldn't be your legs- that would get to you eventually but not as immediately as...something else. First, you wouldn't start. You'd stand there, unable to move due to the fear this very first word wall. You leaf through this first wall, multiple pages. It is extremely long. You begin to despair when you see that there is a whole STACK of papers on the floor in your windlowless jail cell, where you are forced to do this. They put you in it, and built it. A large, thick, contstruction. An F5 tornado would do absolutely nothing to this. An atom bomb wouldn't do anything. In the cell, there's just this. A blackened out window- for fear you'd do something about as exciting as watching grass grow, and a food center, where all your food is grown automatically. And there's plenty of water- you don't know how, because the window is blackened. You get awful food delivered from a tiny, tiny circular hole in the wall to the blackened room. You can't stick anything in there, and all that comes is soup, and stuff that looks like grains of sand. You eat it, and it tastes vile. Water comes from a similar source which is equally small. Both the food and the water gather in a bucket. You are told before they put the final side up that if you do die, humanity will cease to exist. The whole fate of the world depends on you, so you must try. You never age. Your hair never grows anymore, nor do your fingernails. All you have to do is eat, and drink. You have no need to sleep, and to your dismay, you lost the ability to sleep, too. This is worse than any form of punishment. You feel no pain, but you feel the greatest pain in your mind. You look at the papers, and see that there's something awful at the bottom of this stack that is a foot taller than you. There's something at the bottom. A small, brown box. Made of a material you can't identify, but it's indestructable. You can't move it one bit. You don't know what it's for at the start, so you begin to read, and read, and read. In these monsters known as word walls, there isn't anything interesting. You lose where you are due to the lack of paragraphs. The awful thing is that when you lose where you are, you have to start from the very first word wall, at the very first letter. Every letter must be read. There is no ability to skim. When you are done with the word wall, you stick it down this narrow slot, and it disappears. You don't know where, but you know it's gone. Otherwise you would very quickly drown in paper. It's not until days of 24/7 reading that you realize there's something horrible. That brown box at the bottom generates these word walls, gives them to you from the outside world. It will continue, with word walls for all time. There isn't a single way to make this fun. There is nothing of any quality in these, but that's word walls for you. You are completely isolated from any help, from any person. From any contact with anything. You talk to yourself, and quickly grow insane. But you continue to read, and read, and read. You believe that you are going to finish them someday, that they might go on for decades, centuries- but that eventually you will finish them, and be let free. Little do you know that this giant construction has entered another dimension, which you don't realize. You can never, ever get back to your world. The dimension is strange. Only one word comes to mind anymore. "iC7G". You must think that he has created this punishment, that he has written the word wall. You don't know how, but you know that "iC7G" did it. And you know something else, strangely. You know he is a user on something called Roblox, though the words Roblox and user mean absolutely nothing to you anymore.The most advanced technology in thousands of years won't help. In an age where all mysteries have been solved due to major technical breakthroughs, you are famous on Earth. You are the one case of a person gone missing that hasn't been solved. One. You are a legend, and nobody has guessed any of the correct theories. Your real situation is outrageously unbelievable. Nobody would ever guess that, and nobody ever does. You are immortalized and worshipped on Earth. People make more theories, but guess that you must be someone great, and something from another universe, to have escaped your mystery being solved. Some imagine you in a great life, having an amazing time, but no. You wish that was true, but it isn't, sadly. You are stuck reading all the word walls ever written. Word walls are a monster, and have the power to kill everyone but you. Immortality is not so fabulous, and you would give anything- even if you have nothing- to lose it, for it isn't a gift. No, it's a punishment. And if you had any time at all which you were not forced to read these word walls (though by this point you have gone so insane you have no power to think past how awful your situation is, and to read these word walls), you would dream of bored days confined to a library, school, or maybe even prison. All of it would be better. Anything would be better. But you don't realize the possibility of anything else anymore. You don't think that your situation is awful, you think its normal. But in your mind, normal is much worse than anyone else's concept of the worst punishment of all time. And if you had the ability to think of anything else, you would think about going back in time and stopping word walls for once, and for all. And that is what must be done now, to avoid this horrible fate for one of us. Little do you know that thousands of years after this first person suffered this, all people suffered it. Even the people who built the last ones did. It was strange, but it happened. And now, we must put up a stand. We can't tolerate these monsterous word walls. These awful creatures must be stopped, for humanity. There is no greater problem than word walls. There is no bigger threat. Humanity must unite, and stop word walls for all time.This is just astonishing. How one person could sit there and type all of this astounds me. My friend, you have commited a felony. You have created a monster. You have made a formidable beast, a word wall, as it is reffered to. Word walls are deadly. They kill time everyday. They don't help with anything. Word walls should never be used. They are impossible to tame, and if you look at them, they make you want to shiver in fear. Let me tell you why. Word walls are very dangerous, and as I have said before, they are impossible to tame. They kill. The people who create these beasts are simply scary. It takes way too much time for the average person to write a word wall, but they still happen. One of the worst things about word walls is the spacing. These monsters haven't ever heard of paragraphs, indents, or anything else. Thankfully, they know proper grammar most of the time, but not always. Many people have died trying to combat these beasts because they were simply overwhelmed with the useless information contained in this wall. There could even be a movie of a word wall. It would be awful, and would cost millions of dollars to produce. If all word walls in the world were collected, and one person was forced to stand still and read every single letter of every single word wall ever, well, they wouldn't last. The thing with that would be the problem wouldn't be your legs- that would get to you eventually but not as immediately as...something else. First, you wouldn't start. You'd stand there, unable to move due to the fear this very first word wall. You leaf through this first wall, multiple pages. It is extremely long. You begin to despair when you see that there is a whole STACK of papers on the floor in your windlowless jail cell, where you are forced to do this. They put you in it, and built it. A large, thick, contstruction. An F5 tornado would do absolutely nothing to this. An atom bomb wouldn't do anything. In the cell, there's just this. A blackened out window- for fear you'd do something about as exciting as watching grass grow, and a food center, where all your food is grown automatically. And there's plenty of water- you don't know how, because the window is blackened. You get awful food delivered from a tiny, tiny circular hole in the wall to the blackened room. You can't stick anything in there, and all that comes is soup, and stuff that looks like grains of sand. You eat it, and it tastes vile. Water comes from a similar source which is equally small. Both the food and the water gather in a bucket. You are told before they put the final side up that if you do die, humanity will cease to exist. The whole fate of the world depends on you, so you must try. You never age. Your hair never grows anymore, nor do your fingernails. All you have to do is eat, and drink. You have no need to sleep, and to your dismay, you lost the ability to sleep, too. This is worse than any form of punishment. You feel no pain, but you feel the greatest pain in your mind. You look at the papers, and see that there's something awful at the bottom of this stack that is a foot taller than you. There's something at the bottom. A small, brown box. Made of a material you can't identify, but it's indestructable. You can't move it one bit. You don't know what it's for at the start, so you begin to read, and read, and read. In these monsters known as word walls, there isn't anything interesting. You lose where you are due to the lack of paragraphs. The awful thing is that when you lose where you are, you have to start from the very first word wall, at the very first letter. Every letter must be read. There is no ability to skim. When you are done with the word wall, you stick it down this narrow slot, and it disappears. You don't know where, but you know it's gone. Otherwise you would very quickly drown in paper. It's not until days of 24/7 reading that you realize there's something horrible. That brown box at the bottom generates these word walls, gives them to you from the outside world. It will continue, with word walls for all time. There isn't a single way to make this fun. There is nothing of any quality in these, but that's word walls for you. You are completely isolated from any help, from any person. From any contact with anything. You talk to yourself, and quickly grow insane. But you continue to read, and read, and read. You believe that you are going to finish them someday, that they might go on for decades, centuries- but that eventually you will finish them, and be let free. Little do you know that this giant construction has entered another dimension, which you don't realize. You can never, ever get back to your world. The dimension is strange. Only one word comes to mind anymore. "iC7G". You must think that he has created this punishment, that he has written the word wall. You don't know how, but you know that "iC7G" did it. And you know something else, strangely. You know he is a user on something called Roblox, though the words Roblox and user mean absolutely nothing to you anymore.The most advanced technology in thousands of years won't help. In an age where all mysteries have been solved due to major technical breakthroughs, you are famous on Earth. You are the one case of a person gone missing that hasn't been solved. One. You are a legend, and nobody has guessed any of the correct theories. Your real situation is outrageously unbelievable. Nobody would ever guess that, and nobody ever does. You are immortalized and worshipped on Earth. People make more theories, but guess that you must be someone great, and something from another universe, to have escaped your mystery being solved. Some imagine you in a great life, having an amazing time, but no. You wish that was true, but it isn't, sadly. You are stuck reading all the word walls ever written. Word walls are a monster, and have the power to kill everyone but you. Immortality is not so fabulous, and you would give anything- even if you have nothing- to lose it, for it isn't a gift. No, it's a punishment. And if you had any time at all which you were not forced to read these word walls (though by this point you have gone so insane you have no power to think past how awful your situation is, and to read these word walls), you would dream of bored days confined to a library, school, or maybe even prison. All of it would be better. Anything would be better. But you don't realize the possibility of anything else anymore. You don't think that your situation is awful, you think its normal. But in your mind, normal is much worse than anyone else's concept of the worst punishment of all time. And if you had the ability to think of anything else, you would think about going back in time and stopping word walls for once, and for all. And that is what must be done now, to avoid this horrible fate for one of us. Little do you know that thousands of years after this first person suffered this, all people suffered it. Even the people who built the last ones did. It was strange, but it happened. And now, we must put up a stand. We can't tolerate these monsterous word walls. These awful creatures must be stopped, for humanity. There is no greater problem than word walls. There is no bigger threat. Humanity must unite, and stop word walls for all time.

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