There’s a boy I like. He has a big butt and front how likely is that he has a boyfriend and is still a virgin. I’m guessing not high, but still. I’m curious cuz I’m a virgin and I want to take a crack at it. However he is thick and looks a bit like Chris redfield. I just hope he hast met a well endowed fellow. I’m 7 inches btw, but I’m losing weight and I think I’m might be bigger. Didn’t know that at all. I just hope he hasn’t dated. He studies, works hard and is enrolled. He seems to like buff guys I’m not against losing weight.

PACKGOD, you’re not stepping into a debate—you’re blindly walking into a lion’s den, barking like a chihuahua at something far beyond your comprehension. This isn’t an argument; it’s a public execution, and you brought a spoon to a sword fight. You’re not clever, you’re not sharp—you’re just loud, like a car alarm no one bothers to turn off. Your comebacks are recycled, your logic is flimsy, and your presence is nothing more than background noise in a conversation meant for titans. I don’t argue with you, I *demolish* you. Every word you speak digs your hole deeper, and every attempt at wit just makes your fall more spectacular. You’re not a threat—you’re a warm-up act, a footnote, a small dog yapping at the gates of Olympus. Turn back now, or be remembered not for your words, but for how quickly you were silenced.

To: PACKGOD
Subject: Re: You're Playing with Fire

PACKGOD,

You talk about truth, but it seems like you’re more focused on theatrics than facts.

MonkeyBoyNoah has been nothing but patient. He’s kept quiet while you’ve stirred things up, built narratives, and aimed lasers at people who don’t deserve it. If you’re so confident you’ve done nothing wrong, then why the threats? Why the dramatics? “Orbital strike”? Come on.

Monkey isn’t “manufacturing drama” — he’s calling out inconsistencies. If anyone’s twisting facts, it’s the one writing cryptic war letters instead of addressing things like an adult. Noah didn’t ask for this mess, but he’s not going to stay silent while his name is dragged through digital dirt.

You want truth? Then stop the metaphors and start showing receipts.

Because if this keeps going, the only thing getting exposed is how fragile your narrative really is.

Consider this your mirror.

— A Friend of the Truth

To: MonkeyBoyNoah
Subject: You're Playing with Fire

Monkey,

I’ve held my tongue long enough.

You keep pushing this narrative — falsely blaming me, twisting facts, and acting like I’m the villain. Let’s be clear: I’ve said nothing about Chaotic that wasn’t earned, and I haven’t leaked a damn thing. You're defending the wrong person and manufacturing drama I have no part in.

If you keep speaking lies on my name, don’t act surprised when the orbital strike begins to lock on.

It’s been whirring in the sky for days now, charged and ready. Still metaphorical… for now.

Stop dragging me through your fiction. Stop painting me as the problem. Because if this keeps going, the only thing getting exposed is the truth — and you won’t like how it looks.

Tread wisely.

— PACKGOD

To: PACKGOD
Subject: Stop Targeting Chaotic — Enough Is Enough

PACKGOD,

I’m writing this to make one thing crystal clear: Chaotic is not the one leaking anything. Your attempts to pressure, intimidate, or force Chaotic into submission are completely unwarranted and unfair.

It’s clear who’s responsible, and it’s not Chaotic. Trying to push blame onto them is not only dishonest but also toxic and destructive.

You need to stop targeting Chaotic immediately — stop the accusations, the harassment, and the leaks. This ends now.

We won’t stand by and watch you drag someone else down just to cover your own actions. If you want to settle this, then act like it. Stop the games, stop the pressure, and stop leaking information that doesn’t belong to you.

This is your chance to do the right thing.

Subject: Enough, Chaotic.

Chaotic,

Whatever game you think you’re playing — it ends now.

You’ve been sending your little army of trolls after me, stirring up chaos and hiding behind them like a coward. But I see it for what it is: desperate, petty, and transparent.

Let me make this clear — I’m not your punching bag, and I’m not going to sit quietly while you orchestrate nonsense from the shadows. If you keep pushing this, you’re going to find out very quickly that I don’t play nice when disrespected.

Cut the act. Call your people off. And learn the difference between power and noise.

This is your warning.

— packgod