Greetings, pages.
I am informing you all of my intention to complete the following exercise:
Commencing immediately, I will be viewing all threads with a viewcount below 69. I will give each of these threads at least one comment, but no more that would drive them over the target number of 69. Soon, the front page will be full with topics that have all been viewed 69 times. This will be sexually explicit and suggested.
With your grateful cooperation (yes, you will consider yourself lucky), I will complete this target in a matter of at least 48 hours.
With an appreciation of science and sociology, you will please refrain from posting or viewing the threads for the next 48 hours, starting now.

I will be going to sleep in a few hours, but will be awake some time tomorrow and keen to carry on. I will keep you updated on the boards, and after 48 hours you can catch up with my adventures.
Please consider the time you read this post your last visit to the boards for the next 2 days.

Thanks.

PS: Mods, pls sticky.

Billy: call me.

I have unnamed persons onboard with this project. I wont mention names, but lets just say Mr P has a lot of clout round these parts.

Failure to comply will result in an instant and lifetime ban.
Including family members, and possible close friends.

This sounds pretty stupid and pointless to me, even for Netphoria.

FALIURE TO COMPLY!
Mr P, do your ‘thang’.

Hey guys.
2:27AM.
This hill seems more like a mountain hidden in the mists.
But one I will climb.
Hanging in there.


PS: drinking pomegranate and blueberry juice. 100% like my soul.

02:31 AM
The loneliness is a torment and a cage.
I have turned away my peers in the name of great science.
But is not all greatness moulded in such sufferings?

Netphoria, how close and far those 47hours and 53 minutes seem.
On the other side, we may both be great men.
Or at least, know of two more great men.
One of which will be me.

02:36 AM – got sidetracked by a little masturbation.
A new record!
my stamina improves daily.

Back to work for me. No rest for the wicked (or those of glory).

fail

02:37 AM – I start to grow ravenous with power.
These boards have become mine. Secluded in isolation I have become a beast, and this is my hunting ground.
Perhaps the barden Netphoria remembers will be lost on the other side of this.
Is this the test of a true man?
Time will tell.

02:40 AM
I am also tormented by bigotry.
This was expected and planned for. No great men are accepted in their time.
I will smite these hoodwinks. With Mr P on my side, I can complete this task and so much more.

02:43 - hunger, like teeth in my pit of my stomach.
does the tractor bow to the harvest?
Not if it is diesel.

So who is Barden? I think it's someone who changed their name, but I have no idea who they were prior to the recent name change.

I have a list. Your names have been included.
I’ll consider this culling the weak, wounded and diseased.

03:01 AM – I noticed some tension earlier. It felt good to vent.
One thread down.
69 views, will you look at that! One step over the bridge.
I am tired now, and will sleep.
Netphoria haunts like a tundra.
Quiet, cold, and ravenous.

Ah yes.
Don’t go to 21st birthday parties, come home at 2:00am, smoke chronic on your own and then browse netphoria, kids.

you really live in your own little world don't you

your little world where this shit makes sense

jesus christ

pretty much, yeah.

off topic thread. delete

took me a few tries to get into, but i'm really getting into this now.

this feels like when i walked in on someone in an empty room, the echo of voice and linger of a word half annunciated