SECRET MESSAGES FROM MX

[jack]

Hello, jack.....

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I have a proposition for you.

I can have your arcade trophies restored.... you'll probably tell me that you don't care, and that's fine. But it would be almost effortless........
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[Today 03:27 AM] Sarek: MX, you really are an asshole. certain members have asked me to lay off because it was getting repetative and stupid. But you really are every bit the asshole that everyone hates.



...FTC...

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[Mentalist]

MX is a n00b. This much is clear now, his main account is totally not important to anyone and he hasn't been on TK for long, he clearly likes the idea of being a dual since then he can make it seem like he's been here forever.

Shame that's not the case.

MX = n00b

 

[Ishcabittle]

Anyone else miss the trophies? Anyone else miss the ultra huge avatar area?

 

[TKers-are-shit]

I'm afraid I require a screengrab of the message, otherewise I call HOAX

 

[Gagh]

Who the fuck cares if you are appeased by this or not? Piss off!

 

[Lord Raffles]

OMG!!! LMAO!!! MX u rawks! MX PWNS TK 4EVA!!!!

 

[Gagh]

OMG!!! LMAO!!! MX u rawks! MX PWNS TK 4EVA!!!!

I like you better like this.

 

[Lord Raffles]

I like you better like this.

I must strongly protest in the strongest possible terms, my profound opposition to a instituted practice of l33t which imposes severe and intolerable restrictions upon the ingress and egress of senior trolls of the hierarchy and which will in all probability, should the current deplorable innovation be perpetuated, precipitate a constriction of the channels of communication and culminate in a condition of organisational atrophy and administrative paralysis which will render effectively impossible the coherent and coordinated discharge of the function of trolling.

 

[Gagh]

You had to go and ruin it, didn't you?

 

[Lord Raffles]

You had to go and ruin it, didn't you?

Oh, well, you punched and fell then you felt embarrassed; my heart goes out to you.

 

[Kerb Crawler]

Not-so-secret now, I guess.

We need some REAL dirt dished 'round these parts. These "secrets" suck.

 

[Gagh]

Oh, well, you punched and fell then you felt embarrassed; my heart goes out to you.

Uh...No.