““I pop in every now and then to comment on the show, but for the most part I sit back, stop thinking, and enjoy a group of pretty twenty-somethings pretending to be teenagers, making astronomically bad decisions and learning from their mistakes. Every once in a while, a troll account will take over the chat window with screaming caps or strings of emoticons, and the account Forges_ of_Risht appears to block them. A message from Max appears on my phone. Apocalypse_Cow: forges, reporting for duty with the banhammer. MirkerLurker: Excellent work, soldier. Apocalypse_Cow: see, there’s a reason you hired me for this job. MirkerLurker: Yeah, so Emmy doesn’t have to do that and take care of the website. Apocalypse_Cow: har har. MirkerLurker: But really, great job. No one wields the banhammer quite as well as you. Max sends more emojis. A lady dancing the salsa. Nail painting. A lightning bolt.””
