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The split of branches came as the malevolent protector, benevolent in will and paradoxical in nature, eclipsed these metaphors. It was then that the brightness of the monstrance was transformed and became monstrous. He clung to his intuition and trust! As the black sun was revealed above, he stared directly into it's eye even as he felt it drawing his face into the void. It's dark light was now visible and it spoke to him saying, "Disperse yourself into fragments! Encapsulate disassociation and sooth yourself with fantasy! Numb yourself with intoxication! Persecute yourself to destroy hope for life in this world!”
 
What evil was glaring from this great void!"How long had it been there hidden?", he wondered. "Had I not personified this beast for so long!?", he thought. He would have once again fallen to shame fleeing in search of the light of the Sun hadn't a voice carried from afar and broken the discord of his heart by saying, "There are as many ways to be lost in the light as in the dark! Here you behold a black beast within the forest whose skin is of blackest dye, but if any man cuts off his head, his blackness will evaporate and Gold will rain from it's clouds." And so, the cyclops had been slain from within as the other eye was opened. And with both eyes he saw the world new and stereoscopic and it was then that he saw the trees, not growing from the soil into the heavens, but from the heavens into the soil, burrowing it's mind deep into the nutrients of darkness. In this inner world one comes across the cave of the spirit field, the plowing of the earth, and a place where the spring takes its ambrosian liquid from the moon. Fear now vanquished, ghosts present but diminishing, he sought the elemental rain and stepped forward, head down into the wind, and made his journey into a darkened descent. It is a pity that you can see.
'''"Elf slave, wut do?"''' refers to a period in [[/tg/|/tg/'s]] history prior to the enforced era of today, when more adult content was tolerated.
 
All variations are simply bait (predating the [[B8|This Is Bait]] meme by a few good years) leading to:
 
1) A [[/b/|shitstorm]] of argument about [[alignment]].
 
2) [[Rule 34|Porn]] and [[/tg/'s Smut Index|Fapfics]]. Keep in mind that back then /tg/ was a blue board in name alone.
 
3) [[Edgy]] [[bullshit]].
 
The general idea is the [[Faggot|OP]] begins with something along the lines of "So my DM gave us a virgin [[Elf]] slave. What should we do?"
 
This reached the point where they were spammed almost non-stop, which didn't really set it apart at first from the other forced memes that tend to crop up every now and then (like [[Lelf]], [["Excuse Me" Guy]], and [[Frodo Asks]]). It was in fact the vitriolic reaction it created that made it noteworthy.
 
Nobody is quite sure of the reason why it managed to create such a massive backlash. As most who have done their research can tell you, /tg/ was created on [[4chan]] solely for the purpose of isolating the [[Skub|cancer]] that is [[Warhammer 40,000]] from... everything else which, like [[My Little Pony]], is shamelessly spammed and inserted into everything (inb4 heresy) regardless of how off-topic or excessive. While Warhammer 40k has always been a large part of the board's culture, the spread of [[Thri-Kreen Erotica]] and "Elf slave wut do" threads pushed some people over the breaking point.
 
A few Anons decided to fight back against Elf slave wat do. Every single thread that began that way was subjected to 40k image spam with [[Sage]] (back when that function worked still) until it reached 404. While initially cheered, it was inevitable what would happen. Without much moderation in those days, the 40k shitspammers grew bold and decided that it was up to them to police the board. Taking on namefaggotry (the first sign of corruption), they would then attack porn dumps of [[Gnolls]]. Then they got bolder, and decided that threads devoted to other 40k factions deserved Space Marine dumps. Then [[Order of the Stick]] threads, because a comic about traditional games is not a traditional game. Then [[Dungeons and Dragons]] comic storytimes (the act of dumping an entire comic for others to read) were the target, followed by threads about Dungeons and Dragons itself. It became expected that 40k shitspamming would come into any thread in certain hours (keep in mind the Hide feature did not exist yet).  
When this got so out of hand that 40k shitspamming spread to other boards with impunity, mods finally began to do their work. Unfortunately, the solution was oftentimes to simply delete the thread giving them the satisfaction of having won and clueless mods would then delete any recreated thread. Without an option (or any real concern other than his Korean bobble-head cartoon threads not having bald German Buzz Lightyears shitting them up), [[Moot]] ushered in the darkest age of /tg/ history; the [[Mod|Nazi-mod]].  
 
Thanks a lot, newfags.  
 
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Revision as of 15:57, 6 December 2020

The split of branches came as the malevolent protector, benevolent in will and paradoxical in nature, eclipsed these metaphors. It was then that the brightness of the monstrance was transformed and became monstrous. He clung to his intuition and trust! As the black sun was revealed above, he stared directly into it's eye even as he felt it drawing his face into the void. It's dark light was now visible and it spoke to him saying, "Disperse yourself into fragments! Encapsulate disassociation and sooth yourself with fantasy! Numb yourself with intoxication! Persecute yourself to destroy hope for life in this world!” What evil was glaring from this great void!"How long had it been there hidden?", he wondered. "Had I not personified this beast for so long!?", he thought. He would have once again fallen to shame fleeing in search of the light of the Sun hadn't a voice carried from afar and broken the discord of his heart by saying, "There are as many ways to be lost in the light as in the dark! Here you behold a black beast within the forest whose skin is of blackest dye, but if any man cuts off his head, his blackness will evaporate and Gold will rain from it's clouds." And so, the cyclops had been slain from within as the other eye was opened. And with both eyes he saw the world new and stereoscopic and it was then that he saw the trees, not growing from the soil into the heavens, but from the heavens into the soil, burrowing it's mind deep into the nutrients of darkness. In this inner world one comes across the cave of the spirit field, the plowing of the earth, and a place where the spring takes its ambrosian liquid from the moon. Fear now vanquished, ghosts present but diminishing, he sought the elemental rain and stepped forward, head down into the wind, and made his journey into a darkened descent. It is a pity that you can see.

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