c-no said:
Aside from the CWCki, the CWCki forums, and the ED page becoming non-existant, Chris really would feel less paranoid since there aren't any trolls out there aside from any IRL trolls like Hanna, he would still be friends with Megan only to destroy that friendship with a different stunt such as trying to cup a feel. His love quest would also get him in trouble with the law if he goes back to places he was once banned with his attraction sign, prompting him to get into a scuffle with the police, albeit unintentionally. His life would go down the drain at a slower rate in terms of trolls but with getting into actual trouble with the law, the can only make things worse.
So by making him intensely paranoid, those DANG LULZY, SHITFACED trolls might have saved (at least prolonged) his life in the long run?
The first thing that catches your attention as your mind slowly returns to consciousness is, "OMGBJ, what is that horrid smell?!" The nauseating combination of rotten watermelon and stale feces aroma quickly snaps you back to reality like smelling salts in a TV trope.
The next thing you notice is that your body is itching in several places. You go to scratch and notice a number of fresh bug bites and are like "W.T.F". Then, as you happen to scratch "down there" you are sure something is terribly wrong.
At this point, If you are female, you scream at the top of your lungs as you just felt something that should NOT be there -- a small bent duck! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!!! But even if you are male, you are also more than bit curious as to why your duck is so bent and not what you are accustomed to. And also why it now feels like your hand is covered in slimy, crusty.... Ewwww!
That's it!!! You are now certain that something is horribly, horribly wrong. You jump out of bed and scramble around in the dark feeling for the lamp or light switch. You brush against something and hear a loud crash as it sounds like you just knocked a ton of stuff down onto the floor. Finally you find the light and turn it on and it looks like you have somehow awakened in a child's room. The wall is covered in badly drawn artwork and Sonic the Hedgehog posters. The floor is now covered with MLP and Transformers figures, Legos and various video game cases. And so is every other surface in the room that somehow looks disturbingly familiar to you.
Please, don't let it be true! In an absolute panic, you search for the bathroom. You hold your nose as you enter because the odor is enough to knock you down. You scramble to find the light switch as you knock Godbear knows what over onto the floor.
Then you rush over to the mirror and are utterly mortified to see THIS staring back at you.
Edit: Updated mirror pic.
What do you do?