Diary of a pegboi Ever since the beginning they have never excepted me. I tried to be with them, I tried to be a part of them. I made cringy posts that got lots of replies, but that simply made it worse. They gave me the name "pegboi", at first I thought it meant that I was "on top of the peg" kind of like top of the totem pole. But I later googled it and found I was terribly wrong. Now each time I visit offtopic I have horrible flashbacks of the days when I lived with my uncle. Pegboi... It's like I still lived with him. They had no idea how much it hurt me deep inside... Like really deep inside. So I eventually left forsook them for a community with the same personality as me. Destiny, I love them so much, and they love me. To make sure my revenge was complete I changed their name from the flood, to offtopic. I thought me revenge was complete. I laughed, how disgraceful. For a while they died out. But it didn't take long before a new generation formed, much more cringy and edgy than the last. But their resent of me and my destiny friends was still strong. Tears dropped from my eyes as every time I went into the forums I could see from the corner of my eye "#offtopic". They haunted my dreams. Uncle, flood, OFFTOPIC. I had to do something, I couldn't let this go on. Then, recently, I hatched an ingenious plan. All those accounts not linked to a destiny account would no longer be able to post in the forums. THIS TIME I would have my revenge. As the oldest users disappeared from the forums, the last guard from halo, the core of offtopic that resented me would slowly die. I just gave them the news, look at them cry. Now they will know my fury. Your move, flood