User talk:Jigglypuff

I'm pretty sure it is or that she shares that account with someone lol
 * Oh. Apparently some dude from UCLA uses the account, so I guess they're sharing? Jigglypuff 06:36, 22 June 2010 (UTC)

Well, the reason I think she shares that account in the very least was because a while back, kesslersyndrome and her kept trolling me in whatever topic I was in; like in one topic they'd both be in when they saw me and another, it happened again.

For Jigglypuff's personal use
Vuvuzela

In June 20 2010, during the FIFA World Cup, there was a strange case in South Africa that was hidden from the media. The case involved the mysterious deaths of 564 people in a small village, and they were missing their ears. Investigators searched the area for clues to the cause of the deaths. Eventually, they found a strange vuvuzela. Suddenly, the vuvuzela attacked them, ripping off their ears and making a loud buzzing noise so others could hear it. When others rushed in to see what was going on, they saw the dead investigators with their ears missing. the vuvuzela was never seen again

My parents told me I was spending too much time on Everybody Edits...

...but I don't know. Maybe they were right. After all, how long must one have played in order for him to see EE facial expressions permanently plastered to everyone else's face? Everywhere I walked, I would see their faces—a permanent smile, or frown, or tongue hanging out like an excited dog. I wasn't really able to remember exactly when this started happening. Frankly, I'd gotten used to it by now, though occasionally, I'd look around, hoping that maybe I'd see someone who still had a changing, human face.

That one afternoon, my mom—who always had a constant ^_^ face—had decided to send me to visit a psychiatrist to treat my "hallucinations." I weakly protested, seeing how I didn't want to be labeled as an insane video game addict, but she when she looked at me with that oddly sinister smile, I knew I needed to get some help. So when I finally went to the psychiatrist's office, I was told by the smiling man that I was indeed suffering from video game addiction, and that I would have to take two pills everyday for the next month. Of course, I was also to be banned from all electronics, which honestly sank my heart.

The drugs seemed to have no major effect. Except that sometimes, several minutes after taking them, I'd feel a peculiar sensation—as if I were falling down a neverending abyss, falling, falling...

A week passed by. At that point, my patience was wearing thin. I had gone through days of entertainment-less agony, and I thirsted for something to play, or something to do. My mind was constantly on Everybody Edits; I'm sure by now they had blue coins and moving platforms available. The wait was really killing me. Besides my addiction, which never seemed to wane, the faces of others remained completely unchanged. There they continued to walk about: my mother, with her ^_^ face; my father, with his >_< face; and Emily, who was always teasing me with her :P face. I was sure by now that I had gone completely crazy, and that I'd have to accept my condition. Not to mention, I was become even more agitated by my video game deprivation, so I hardly noticed myself turning on the computer and opening my Firefox browser to everybodyedits.com...

How great it felt to be free once again! Loading, the game's screen said. When it finished, the list of rooms showed up. But something was strange...no one was online. At all. And even stranger, was that all rooms on the list had the exact same title: "ROOM." Really strange, but I clicked one of them to join.

Upon entering the room, I opened the mini-map to see what was going on. But when I caught sight of the message that was displayed, my heart froze. In red blocks, the message read, "HE WHO WATCHES BEHIND THE FACES KNOWS ALL." Meanwhile, my avatar was still falling, falling in what was an eternal drop. Its face gradually warped from the innocent :) face into a frighteningly twisted expression that looked too horrible and real to describe.

Then there was a tap on my shoulder. ****, that almost gave me a heart attack. I turned around to see my sister Emily—she didn't have her usual :P face, but the same one that my avatar had! I was creeped out to hell at that point, and began to move away from her. Emily looked at me sadly, then—thwock!—her head rolled off of her body. I let out a small scream and ran for the front door. I was outside now, and when I looked back at the door, I saw my sister's head rolling toward me. I desperately ran across the street before I noticed the large mob of decapitated heads that surrounded me on all sides...oh, I was so scared and didn't know where to run. They rolled closer and closer, with the same twisted countenance of my avatar. I sat and closed my eyes under my arms, hoping, oh so desperately hoping, that all of this was just my pills at work... I felt them roll on top of my body, their mouths slowly gnawing into my body...

Your edits to MarkCohen
Hi, Thanks for participating in WikiCEdia - you've made a lot of excellent edits and you're doing a great job. Just wanted to bring something to your attention though... In the article on MarkCohen, you referred to his girlfriend as his "lover", which could lead people to believe that Mark is a homosexual. I'm sure this was just an oversight on your part, but please take more care with this kind of thing in the future. Thanks :)  FireCrotch (talk) 09:47, 3 July 2010 (UTC)


 * I have no idea if they were engaged or not, so I just used that word instead, lol. Jigglypuff 10:00, 3 July 2010 (UTC)

I Need To Talk To You
Can you contact me on AIM/MSN/IRC? Info is on my user page. Thanks. :) FireCrotch (talk) 09:23, 15 January 2011 (UTC)