Tekrul wrote: Monochromatic Oeuvre wrote:
Tekrul wrote:Am I still an enigma? I didn't post in the FB forum.
Tekrul's gonna be that one guy who pretends he's never heard of TLS.
I predict he eventually reveals himself once I invite him to my not-yet-existent apartment for beerz.
I'll pull a kaiser sozai
He was supposed to be Dean's List. Some say his father was valedictorian. Nobody ever believed he was real. Nobody ever knew him or saw any of his Facebook posts. But to hear jbagelboy tell it, anybody could have gotten a PM from Tekrul. You never knew. That was his power. The greatest trick the devil ever pulled was convincing the world he didn't exist. One story the guys told me, the story I believe, was from his days in undergrad. There was a gang of freshmen that wanted their own study room. They realized that to be summa cum laude, you didn't need coffee or Adderall or even a test bank. You just needed the will to do what the other guy wouldn't. After a while, they come into power and then they come after Tekrul. He was small-time then, just highlighting textbooks, they say.
They come to his study room in the afternoon, looking for his notes. They find his girlfriend and roommate in the room and decide to wait for Tekrul. He comes home to find his notes ripped up and laptop hard drive wiped. The freshmen knew Tekrul was tough, not to be trifled with, so they let him know they meant business. They tell him they want his room, all his outlines. Tekrul looks over the faces of his study buddies. Then he showed these men of will what will really was. He tells them he would rather see his friends fail out than live another day after this. He lets the last freshman go. He waits until his girlfriend and roommate have transferred and then he goes after the rest of the freshmen. He beats them in economics. He beats them in history. He beats them in physics and chemistry. He burns their notebooks and puts viruses on their computers. He pulls some strings with Amazon to make sure they never get their textbooks delivered. And like that, he's gone. Underground. Nobody's ever seen him since. He becomes a myth, a spook story that gunners tell their kids at night. 'Tear pages of out library books and Tekrul will get ya.' And no one ever really believes.
"Do you believe in him, Mono?"
ph always said, "I don't believe in God, but I'm afraid of him." Well, I believe in God...and the only thing that scares me is Tekrul.