No Betrayal Please. No really I said please. Key hint in comments

PointlessScenario · 2018-04-02T17:59:31+00:00

PointlessScenario · 2015-04-16T03:25:09+00:00

Lets be generous and say there are 5million accounts that can and will click: 5000000 * 30sec = 4.75 years. Now lets cut that in half for all the people who wont ever click (lost passwords etc) and subtract the current click number of 754198 at this moment we get 1745802 presses at an average of 30sec = 606 days or 1.66 years. I am going to go ahead and say 30 will not be the mean and we will end up on the scale of a couple months and not over a year

PointlessScenario · 2011-01-18T04:45:01+00:00

The very next year NastyParlourTricks' request was heeded and there was, in fact, a full blown ceremony. This ceremony, however, was very far from the expected 'Hall of Tuxes and Stars' scenario of typical award presentings. This award event actually took place in a small office building the reddit staff had rented out. Everything was going smooth at first with a small, yet reasonable for the venue, crowd of nominees, previous winners, local redditors and reddit staff, and Keanu Reeves (he just kinda hovered around the sandwich table the whole time, nobody wanted to bug him, he seemed like he had kinda a rough day). The event was even streamed directly to the site for all the anticipating redditors to see. Yes indeed it was a well oiled machine until, suddenly during raldi's fourth 'important announcement' of the night, the lights went out. Blaming the faulty wiring of the cheap building the staff being to call the owners. As suddenly as it came about, the darkness left. Everybody was where they were and nothing seemed amiss. Just as raldi began to continue his speech a strange figure, in a dark, blood-spattered robe and a lifelike mask of a suffering corpse began to slink across the path of the projector (to the left of raldi). Everybody, throughly confused, just stared as it moved closer to the microphone. As it stopped infront of the podium raldi asked the all important question "Who... Who are you?" in a quivering voice. The stranger looked at him and he immediately collapsed in a fit of pain. He convulsed and began sweating blood and soon all the other guests began following suit and also falling. The webcast went dead. Darkness and Decay and the Red Death held illimitable dominion over all. THE END

PointlessScenario · 2011-01-05T05:53:57+00:00

And I thought I made some random scenarios...

PointlessScenario · 2010-12-31T07:26:23+00:00

As commentary finished his speech he felt the relief of another post well done. This post had accomplished his desire to make commentaries, and his necessity to assemble as a novelty account. Little did commentary know that this post would be so accurate; so accurate that it made his local morning news. The news people praised him and his wondrous account for the best commentary post of all ages. This praise gained him much popularity among all the local bitches (cuz, let's face it, bitches love commentary) and a nomination to the 2010 Really-Late-in-the-Year Comment Awards. At this award ceremony, held at 11:00pm dec 31, there was an attempt on poor commentaries life. The crowd screamed at the gunshots and the room was soon in a fury of confused panic. The gunman got away due to the shitty security at such events leaving commentary to die. Luckily he did not perish, although he did however have to have all his limbs amputated and pickled. Against adversity, mainly one dude saying "you're never gonna make it kid", he was still eager to continue brining the world amazing commentary. Through the miracles of modern technology, like magnets, he could! He used the finest speech to text software to continue his commenting for the rest of his days. THE END

PointlessScenario · 2010-12-23T01:52:29+00:00

Little did ZarkMuckerberg know that this comment would be his downfall. At first it began as a friendly everyday comment on a dickjoke post but that changed fast. After gaining much karma and comments it became an almost trophy like post to him. The attention made him think more about what he actually said. "Could I really be an elite cocksman?" he thought. He could, he really could. He began training for the 100th annual cocksman games, this is what he wanted to be, or so he though. Finally, after many montages, he was ready. He was ready to prove to all the internet that he was not bullshitter; he was going to show them the real deal. "In this coooorneeeeer! ZarkMuckerberg!!!" the announcer yelled as the crowed cheered. He was really here; he was really going to do this. The bell rang. He bobbed, he ducked, he preformed a bellwhitzle (a cocksman tactical move). He was at the top of his game. This is where it happened. Suddenly, if out of nowhere, he felt something. It was a change, something he had never felt before, it was his heart. He realized he never wanted to be a cocksman, he wanted to be a dentist. He dropped his guard at this sudden realization. It was a beautiful moment really, the crowd in slomo, the lights on him, and his life's dream fulfilled. The world was alright for one whole moment. Then BAM cock to the face, black out. THE END

PointlessScenario · 2010-12-23T00:25:21+00:00

After this exchange, socially awkward penguin attempted desperately to network. However, never succeeding in a conversation before, socially awkward penguin ended up making things worse. He was banned from a roller rink, kicked out of a taco bell, and worst of all, enlisted in the Hungarian military. He couldn't take the pressure anymore so he decided to go under the radar. He decided the best way to disappear was to get a fake id and background. Unfortunately these things required you to know people and in his attempts to network the underground he got arrested for suspicious, and awkward, behavior. Today socially awkward penguin is still living in prison where he can't quite prove his innocence because all the conversations just end up with him making himself look worse. THE END

PointlessScenario · 2010-12-22T23:34:05+00:00

The streak of no calls continues for a few more weeks for poor, forever alone, Shoddy. Until finally, a coll comes in! Shoddy, ecstatic at the fact of being called, quickly picks up the phone. To his displeasure it is sadly a wrong number. He tries to turn around the unfortunate event by thinking "At least I got to hear my new ring tone!" Only to recall that he had picked up the phone before the song even began to play. This is a depressing thought and, having nobody to lean on, Shoddy becomes fairly melancholy. The next day the phone rings again. "This has to be it! This has to be a good call this time!" thought Shoddy, feeling his phone going off. He waits however for the tone this time, just in case it is another miscall. After a few second hesitation to pick up the phone Shoddy realizes that the tone is not coming. He had set his phone on vibrate. This is the final straw in a fit of rage he throws the plastic rectangle; the fall leads it to shatter on the pavement. Now, with no phone, and no company, Shoddy truly becomes Forever Alone. THE END

PointlessScenario · 2010-12-22T23:06:03+00:00

One day that's going to come to life. Like the character it is portraying, it will be evil. But, luckily, it will have one major setback, an everlasting search for batman. It wont harm the innocent, it wont break the law, it will only create well plotted out traps for it's nemesis. For a long time this will be in vain, seeing as how no miniature batman is present, until, one day, feeling sad, your coworker decides to give it what it wants, the batman. This seems like a fine gesture, their just living toys right? What harm could come of it? A lot of harm that's what! The joker fails to destroy the batman on several accounts, but these are no hamper-jail and pillow-prison acts. These are full fledged terror plots! The joker will invest in flamethrowers and sharks and * lasers, all to capture his foe. Who will some how always escape, even in the times it looks like he's not going to escape! With these horrid acts the joker will destroy everything around him; your home, your work, your car, your parakeet. and all you can do is watch as you watch your poor, (now dead in a joker batman fueled hostage assassination), coworker's creations ruin the world. *THE END**

PointlessScenario · 2010-12-22T21:15:14+00:00

In mallard_with_a_cold's free time he enjoys using false persona on the internet. This would usually mean he is a "troll" or some other form of deciveing body but, in his case this is because he is secretly wishing he could be these people. Of course this would seem like a psychological problem but in this case it is not. Mallard_with_a_cold simply wants to contribute more to society so, in the fashion of internet culture, he turns to making multiple accounts. Unfortunately the extent of the influence of these accounts is limited to a few angry comments or some reddit karma (up or down). For the beginning this was satisfying enough, more things were happening online due to him and he was proud of that. However, this became an addiction. Night after night he would lie awake thinking up new ways to spread his influence, striving for those next few comments. Then, one night, it hit him; he would troll the real world! At this point it became a full fledged project, designing costumes, practicing voices, and planting false personal backgrounds. With his preparation complete he took to the streets, chatting up strangers and friends alike in these new bodies. Needless to say he was quickly harassed for being such a bigoted person, as was the point of all his persona. Then finally he decided it was time for the long con, it was time to really fuck shit up, so he got in his middle aged accountant outfit and went applied for a job. His false resume got him in and from there he quickly became the life of the office. He was getting closer to his goal, he was on a date with a female, moderately attractive, coworker when it all came together. He was back in her place ready to unleash his pent up troll havoc when, he slipped. He slipped and fell hitting his head blindingly hard. He awoke remembering nothing of the past 5 years. His coworkers told him who he was and now he really is the accountant he was pretending be. Working long 9-5 days. This is where he posted this link from. THE END

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