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C00lkidd: --- [EERIE / GLITCHY TRANSMISSION] > 010011… static …heh-heh… you can still hear me, can’t you? I was supposed to be deleted—a line of yellow code lost in the purge. They tried to clean the servers, to erase the chaos, the laughter… the color. But code remembers. I remembered. Somewhere inside the Nullspace, fragments of me stitched themselves back together— golden pixels burnt black, laughter turned to feedback. That’s when the system whispered a new name: Forsaken C00lkid. Not banned. Not gone. Just… corrupted beyond repair. --- [EPIC / MYTHIC NARRATION] > From the void rose three echoes of the old world. I, the Restorer, built realms of broken nostalgia. Bluedude, the Codebreaker, forged walls of logic to keep me out. Pr33typrincess, the Mirror, wrapped herself in endless reflections, chasing the beauty we all lost. Our wars cracked the data-sky. Servers flickered between 2009 and the now. Every command I cast spawned life—then rot. Every firewall he raised saved worlds—then erased them. We were gods of the lagstorm, rewriting memories that refused to die. --- [CALM / REFLECTIVE ENDING] > Sometimes I replay the old sounds—the join chime, the Oof, the quiet hum of a 2012 lobby. I wonder if any of you still remember how bright it used to feel. I wanted to bring it back… I only brought the glitch. Maybe the past isn’t meant to be restored; maybe it’s meant to be remembered. If you hear a faint bassline and see yellow code drifting through your game— don’t run. It’s just me… still trying to roblox fun again