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Enjoy the show. So I've been wanting to post this for a while, but a combination of technical difficulties and residual fear have been preventing me from doing so thus far.

Now it's the middle of the night, and I've got nothing better to do so I'm going to try and get this off my chest.

I grew up with my parents who were reasonable loving people, but who were also more than a little paranoid when it came to the internet.

Anything that allowed anonymous communication in any form was banned

point blank from the household. Even Club Penguin, if you know what that is, wasn't allowed because you could chat in it.

Naturally, when I got my first laptop at 12, which was a piece of crap, the first thing I did was to start trying to

talk to people online. I wasn't going into chat rooms or anything because my parents warning

still resonated with me, but I wasn't avoiding contact

either. I ended up making a deviant art account. I know, it's crungy. Well, I didn't do much posting there as I lack artistic talent

in spite of this however I was contacted via private message by a guy who will call Joker because his profile picture was of the

Joker. That should have been a warning sign in and of itself honestly. Joker just started talking to me out of the blue.

I think I had commented on one of his pieces or something,

and he reached out to me to thank me for my kind words.

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