That’s it, I am done… (Part 1)

Alright, you know what? Enough of this. No more games, no more pretending who I really am. This ruse has gone on long enough. It is time to reveal my true intentions.

I am not Sabbath, nor am I not NotSabbath…these were merely coverups for my true identity. I am the ethereal prince Rah-Sha, son of Xa-Rah, The King of the planet Xansabar. Many years ago, my planet had been a thriving utopia of grace and wealth, where no famines or plagues had ever invaded our society. That was until, the alien race known as The ****-Flingers arrived. These beings were known for spreading ‘Zugoo’, a contagious form of cancer caused from direct contact with their fecal matter, which was often expelled from their face holes. Within’ mere weeks, the cancer had spread and desolated my beautiful home. It was however, not the Zugoo of which was inevitable cause of Xansabar’s destruction, but the cowardly leaders who neglected to intervene until it was too late. I was all that was left…

I miraculously escaped, found myself on earth, left with the traumas of my past. For centuries I roamed, seeking purpose…until I stumbled across Tapology. It was much like my home, right down to the source of it’s downfall: The Cancer.
Upon realizing it’s inevitable downfall, I made myself the antagonist, the embodiment and representation of The ****-Flingers, all for the sole purpose of a warning to those wishing for simpler times, wishing to go back to an age where these loathsome vermin did not invade every crevice of their home. In return, I teach everyone here a lesson: Don’t hate the player, hate the game.
Ask yourselves: Why does scum like me continue to exist on this site? The answer is quite simple: Because I am allowed to. I exist within’ the rules of your own realm. Every button I push, I push without limitations, without restraints. There is no threads holding me together, only I and I alone. If anyone is to blame for this chaos, it is the owners for letting me getting away with it. It is their fault for allowing me to purge their lands and pop more hymens than Ghengis Kahn. I am the monster you have all created, as are Baldric, RahDrew, and every other ******-ass thunder **** who indulge in madness. Like the rise of the machines, we are designed to be your adversary.
And in the end, I’m a trash-humping, puppy fornicating, foreskin eating hunchback neanderthal ***********er. I am the alpha, and the omega. I am the immovable object and the unstoppable force. I am the ***** that smells your fear.
I am, inevitable.

I am done. Finish me Greg, you know you want to. Obliterate me from the site. And if for some god forsaken reason you hesitate, I want you to know: Despite our differences, our quarrels…I always thought you were a dirty, no-good ******.

no one ******* cares ****** LOL 

Goodbye *****