What the ♥♥♥♥ did you just ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ say about me, you little ♥♥♥♥♥? I'll have you know I graduated top of my class in the Syndicate operatives, and I've been involved in numerous secret raids on Nanotrasen, and I have over 300 confirmed robustings. I am trained in nuclear operations and I'm the top deswordsman and sleeping carp user in the entire syndicate. You are nothing to me but just another greentext. I will wipe you the ♥♥♥♥ out with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on this space station, mark my ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ words. You think you can get away with saying that ♥♥♥♥ to me over the PDA Network? Think again, ♥♥♥♥♥♥. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of metafriends across CC and your PDA is being traced right now so you better prepare for the storm, maggot. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your round. You're ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ dead, kid. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can robust you in over seven hundred ways, and that's just with my bare hands. Not only am I extensively trained in bug abuse and powergame, but I have access to the entire arsenal of the Syndicate Telecrystical Supply Network and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable ass off the face of the galaxy, you little ♥♥♥♥. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little "clever" message was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ tongue. But you couldn't, you didn't, and now you're paying the price, you ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ idiot. I will ♥♥♥♥ fury all over you and you will drown in it. You're ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ dead, kiddo.