THIS IS PURE FICTION. ANYBODY UNDER about 10 SHOULD NOT READ THIS. Please enjoy anyway.
Hello. I am Master Snowyproud and I will tell you the story about my friend, Misunderstood, AKA Crouching Quietbug.
He walked alongside the mountain, Waiting for his Player to show up. They said they would arrive the next morning. He waited.... But it never ended. He decided to go to Jamaa Township. There was nobody there but the Famous Hacker, Fman122. Fman122 did nothing, because he had no rares to steal from Crouching. Crouching went to Sarepia, and then a few clanners showed up. Their players were offline as well. They said "DIE" and "DIE NOW!" He was scratched and bit by those clanners, but he didn't die. He walked off. He arrived back at the Shiveer and decided to go swimming. He went. But then, something pulled, Pulled, PULLED him down. He didn't die from this either. He got out, and he stayed there. Ten Years Later, His Player got back on. "Did you abandon me?" He asked. "UMM...." The player said. "I dunno what ur talking about, Heh."
Crouching is still alive for the fact of sake!