Other What's the deal with people with ugly usernames?

[Cavil]

@OP


your face is ugly

 

[Spacekitty]

Others? Others? If you were so mighty and feared, Bobisdead123, then, I would have heard word of your grace and power radiating throughout these fabled lands, passed furtively through the ears of the weak and feeble commoners. I see no evidence of this. All I see is a drought, a dry spell where your name is non-existent. I see now that you are merely passing this on as a masquerade. Your pathetic attempts at imitating me are beyond pity, beyond deserving my pathos. You are a false king, the Brutus to my Caesar. What grounds do you warrant these baseless assertions on? No rational grounds, I presume. These assertions stem from your own weak and falliable emotions, emotions that have led you astray in your quest to debase the Borkus Lazorus.


If you may criticise the content of my hallowed profile picture, then, I only ask that I may do the same in return. I dread even clicking on your profile picture, afraid of getting your mongrel peasant dirt on my fingers. I expected the worst content from your profile, the most unholy content that Satan himself would deem 'respectable.' It wasn't that. It was far more worse. The puerile username was the start of it. On the surface, one might assume a innocent fixtation with the innocent, wild, majestic fennec fox but behind this veneer lies a far more reprehensible truth. A perverted disgusting fascination with fennec foxes, the image of which you gratify upon yourself everyday. Your profile picture ruins and renders what was once a timeless image, now broken, shattered like glass. What was it supposed to represent, Bobisdead123? Your hidden colours? The disgusting persona that you have fought time and time again to hide. Well, I too, like you have done to that image of that harmless creature, have broken your masquerade. How does it feel now, Bobisdead123? To have your machinations foiled and your plans laid bare for the world to see?


Your supposed godhood is but a falsehood to my grand omnipotence. You are merely a paper tiger in front of the storm that I am. You are the bark of a mouse without the puny bite that those vermin have. You are not even fit to be called an organism. You are the excretion of the worst amphibian lifeform in existence, one so disgusting that it would give anyone tumours upon giving it a glance.


You. Repulse. Me. 

If only you knew what pain you have just unleashed upon your undesirable soul.  As soon as I have finished orchestrating the development of my latest masterpiece otherwise known as my character sheet I will reply to your pitiable rebuttal.

 

[daesung]

What the fuck even is this topic

 

[C.DEX]

God bless.

 

[Spacekitty]

Others? Others? If you were so mighty and feared, Bobisdead123, then, I would have heard word of your grace and power radiating throughout these fabled lands, passed furtively through the ears of the weak and feeble commoners. I see no evidence of this. All I see is a drought, a dry spell where your name is non-existent. I see now that you are merely passing this on as a masquerade. Your pathetic attempts at imitating me are beyond pity, beyond deserving my pathos. You are a false king, the Brutus to my Caesar. What grounds do you warrant these baseless assertions on? No rational grounds, I presume. These assertions stem from your own weak and falliable emotions, emotions that have led you astray in your quest to debase the Borkus Lazorus.


If you may criticise the content of my hallowed profile picture, then, I only ask that I may do the same in return. I dread even clicking on your profile picture, afraid of getting your mongrel peasant dirt on my fingers. I expected the worst content from your profile, the most unholy content that Satan himself would deem 'respectable.' It wasn't that. It was far more worse. The puerile username was the start of it. On the surface, one might assume a innocent fixtation with the innocent, wild, majestic fennec fox but behind this veneer lies a far more reprehensible truth. A perverted disgusting fascination with fennec foxes, the image of which you gratify upon yourself everyday. Your profile picture ruins and renders what was once a timeless image, now broken, shattered like glass. What was it supposed to represent, Bobisdead123? Your hidden colours? The disgusting persona that you have fought time and time again to hide. Well, I too, like you have done to that image of that harmless creature, have broken your masquerade. How does it feel now, Bobisdead123? To have your machinations foiled and your plans laid bare for the world to see?


Your supposed godhood is but a falsehood to my grand omnipotence. You are merely a paper tiger in front of the storm that I am. You are the bark of a mouse without the puny bite that those vermin have. You are not even fit to be called an organism. You are the excretion of the worst amphibian lifeform in existence, one so disgusting that it would give anyone tumours upon giving it a glance.


You. Repulse. Me. 

[SIZE=11pt]Why did you make me do this to you child?  I pity you, I truly do.  With a miniscule mind like yours, you clearly lacked the foresight and critical thinking needed to comprehend the repercussions of your sad attempts at demeaning my argument.  Your mind is like a grain of sand in the gravity of my omnipotent presence which weighs down upon the plane in which I inhabit.  You claim to be a legend of sorts, a messiah even.  You are nothing but a shadow among shadows.  A nameless face (a particularly revolting face at that) among the thousands that visit this site.  What reason would there be for someone to remember your name?  You are nothing special, you are in no way unique.  Your rebuttal was sub par at it's best.  It is but a mediocre display of what meager intelligence you possess.  I'm surprised you didn't keel over from exhaustion after the excursion.  You use fanciful words to create an atmosphere of wisdom and power, but I see through your mask as if it were glass.  Your nothing but a weak minded keyboard warrior, believing you will through your words carve a name for yourself.  I laugh at the notion.  Already have I forgotten your name, even your vile visage, otherwise known as your profile picture is nothing but an imprint of disgust in my mind.[/SIZE]


[SIZE=11pt]By this point, my divinity has already conquered your pathetic rebuke.  But it is likely the point has not yet sunk through the clouds of ignorance that hang around your mind like flies on a carcass.  You dare insult my appreciation of [/SIZE][SIZE=11pt]Vulpes Zerda?  A pious, magnificent , absolutely exquisite creature whose pure nature radiates love and happiness upon all who view it.  I uphold it in the highest light out of nothing more and nothing less than my utmost respect for its being. Now you have turned my tribution to this elegant soul dark, malformed and maggot ridden.  I have done nothing wrong to this creature, only shown my unwavering love for its form.  But you dare insult my one true passion, and for that you will pay the ultimate fee.[/SIZE]


[SIZE=11pt]You disparage my power, and now I return the favor.  You are nothing but gum stuck to my furry paw, a leech sucking at the teet of my sanctimonious grandeur, a dirty rat nourishing from the sustenance of my all-encompassing influence, a pig rolling in the diseases-infested mud that is your abhorrent existence.  Your image is as short lived as your response, nothing but characters on a bright screen that as just as soon forgotten as typed.  Don’t not contest me again child, you wear my patience thin.[/SIZE]

 

[Borkus Lazorus]

 Don’t not contest me again child, you wear my patience thin.

Wear your patience thin? Please, this is only indicative of your immaturity and your lack of strength. Where is your conviction, oh mighty Bobisdead123. Is this meant to be a warning to me? Is this meant to be a forewarning? Propethic? Spare me your sanctimony, for it is pathetic as which the peasant lands from which you were born, Bobisdead123. 


Your rebuttal reeks of blatant hypocrisy. The kettle calls the pot black, is it not? For every inadaqueacy I am accused of, you too have committed to it as well. You are a deluded being, Bobisdead123. You must realise that I have shown you an ounce of respect by referring to your name. Do not think of it as a recognition of your godhood or your superiority. I am merely uttering it in order to speak the truth of your horrid name. The shame. The pure horrendous of it. That it is a blight compared to my name, the mighty Borkus Lazorus. I leave you with this rebuttal, for I speak the truth of your existence.


One might be tempted to apply conventional insults to you, you are an Idiot, a shameless attention whore, an Ugly motherfucker, a whiny Bitch, sleezeball, and so forth. But the fact of the matter is that those insults and the various colorful variations and combinations of which never the less give you too much credit to your name, your godhood. You are less than a idiot. Even idiots can be put to good use, even if just as projects to cheer people up or sweeping the floor, an attention whore might be amusing in some way even if just by accident, plenty of ugly people are decent and respectable and better despite their aesthetic deficiencies and Whiners can contribute too, even if they make a fuss over nothing and are annoying as fuck and a sleazeball might have some good ideas despite his loathsome mannerism and attitudes. Not that these terms could not be applied to you. No. Oh no. But because the people that those words described can be put to use in some small way to make this world a better place, or at least have some vaguely redeeming qualities. You, however do not. Never before has in the history of the universe have the forces of the nature come together to create such an abysmally substandard organic being such as yourself. What are you? You are a Waste. A false god. You are not even qualified to be called a living lifeform. I don't pity you, I pity the tapeworms that are forced to endure dwelling in you horrid intestinal track. I pity the water atoms which have passed through the bladders of Great People, be they Enlightened rulers, scientists who push forward humanity, heroes who have saved the lives of thousands or simply pleasant, kind hearted and Generous folk and now must endure being stuck inside the cell tissues of your horrid legs.

Yet, you, Bobisdead123, could make this world a better place despite all the lies and illusions you have sought to create for yourself. The only possible way you could en-devour to make this world a better place is if you went into a chemical waste dump with a sharp rock (not a knife, some object that was shaped by the hands and minds of mankind and the fruits of their efforts deserve some respect, which befouling it with your bodily juices is anything but) and stab yourself in the chest, letting your body degrade among corrosive industrial run-off so it may be elevated to its level and that the materials that the universe would have eighty more kilograms of free material to be turned into anything other than you. 


This is the will of the Borkus Lazorus. Do not ever consider or even conceputalize the thought of challenging me again. You are beneath me. You are nothing.