Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-34357309-20170902001048/@comment-26318250-20170914103535

"But how! How did the pasta allow themselves to be contolled by a mortal?" Asked H950.

"Since the time you banished me from the village and the wiki, I wanted revenge. I wanted to return, and level the place with the ground. I wanted to take all you pasta writers, and slowly rip your hearts out. I wanted to take all you have, for taking all I had. But I couldn't have done that alone."

"I consulted 303, the leader of the pastas. They also wanted revenge. So, we agreed to work together to defeat you. I never revealed myself, working behind the vurtains. Organizing. But when 303 came back, saying that they are losing, I morphed into him and came here to defeat all of you."

"But now that you know it all, I have to leave. Don't even try to teleport to me, you can't. Goodbye."

Name raised his sword, ready to slice TGE. However, with a flash of light and a puff of smoke, he was gone.

And so were all the pastas.