User:Evita128/SandboxII

Smile.exe rewrite
My saving grace is the euphoria I experience as I type www.roblox.com into the search bar.

Because of this very site, I experienced the company of others and the plethora of games that were available to me, but I was also privy to one particularly remarkable and peculiar event as a result.

It's been three years since it occured, but it forever shall remain in my memory. Not only leaving a psychological fragment to shatter my mind, but a physical one as well.

I had been playing with my friends, of course, when it happened. They were my comfort and the exact reason for my enjoyment of this world, but we were all unaware of the predicament awaiting us. Shortly after playing Zombie Rush, I noticed I had received a message and promptly opened it. It was stunning,captivating, yet it tormented me; everything surrounding the message: the anonymity, the name, its avatar. It confined me into an area where my thoughts roamed rampant with no chance of being expressed. No, no, the message wasn't my enemy, rather the mystery lurking around it. After an instant of blanking out, I regained control.

Phantom of the Opera
Broken and brittled, it lay;

In the corridor of former wonders and aspiration, it resided.

All soul diminished.

The dim light shone

Upon the mask of the hidden.

A relic of the once prospering world

Now it is all but ashes.

Shattered in two

As if they were resolute twins.

Once used to masquerade

Yet now it exists to show.

No identity hidden.

Intentions are worthless.

Truth is revealed.

It's ironic; it chooses to oppose its creator.

It serves its own purpose.

It's quite ambitious indeed, ignoring the risks as well.

They say thou shall not fear the man behind the mask, yet...

I fear not the man, but rather the invention created to spite its creator.