I remember back, in 1999. |
ASL? That was the age, sex and looking With regard to the early 2000s internet back then.
That's what happens when you're a love struck teen back then, I got scammed, threw a tantrum then got blocked, not knowing right from wrong.
What was it? An automatic romance simulator with little cute clans by the name, along with pools being closed with suits. There were fashion shows and furniture games, role play simulation of live teen drama.
Those rote romance cues.
I was dragged and made into a boyfriend of loving cheap, digital furniture, then I lost a pound of its price, it was the currency at the time, enough to dupe the teens out of their wallets. Status affiliation for a price.
Then I was dragged into a double furni glitches room scam by those who didn't honor the deal, Tom Sawyesquese with shouting words of free furni. I dropped a matte and the proudly proclaimed I was scammed within a private room, kicking me out. It was at that time there was fraudsters and hit and runners who tour along the online wastes. People who'd do anything for a quick buck making money online.
As I lost it, I lost and did something I'm not particularly proud off, I should have had more details. It involves hating a Pokémon club I'll spare the details of gutter sniping.
Guttersniping it was, even as it was, was still a tantrum, when creating a noise was the case, the authorities did respond this time. I learned my lesson this time, even when the response rates and status roles are used against you for scamming, lashing out like that was uncivilized.
The horny habbo teen experience, it's what it is, so I had got mine and brought it along with adulthood, knowing naive youth could be easily manipulated, gatekeeperd and locked in, so that's the bittersweetness of it all.
Back when with the romantic pixels.
Back when with the romantic pixels.