So, here we are writing about the adventures of us as users on this site.
I start:
Chapter 1. New forum.
Everything changes sooner or later, the same happened to our forum. Now, about the fact that this forum site amusing fellows spoke only the name.
Wearing a hat with earflaps and hiding the AK-47 behind my back, I moved to the threads. I don't know whether I like this new world or not.

And then I came in, riding on a polar bear; merrily chugging a bottle of maple syrup and wearing an eskimo jacket even though it was 80 farenheit out.
"Why so glum, my potato eatin' friend?" I asked.

I was moving closer to the threads,
"Username please?"
"Cinnamonbun"
"Okay. Go in"
As I got there the threads were vivid. A wide variety of animations from one section to the next.

Devour asked me:
- Why do you so glum, my potato eatin' friend?
- I don't know, comrade. Maybe I'll be happier if I get drink coffee.. AhhIlovecoffeeit'ssobracing
Then I pick up Devour on bear with my left hand:
- Comradeyou'resolight!
- Why do you do this?
- Ehmreallywhy?
Then I put Devour back on ground and teleport in cinema. In front of me I saw the Cinnamonbun and ask him:
- Whatdoyoudohere?

Tovarich asks me: What are you doing here?
"Just visiting"
"are you the new member?"
"I have been here awhile"
He ponders about it for a few seconds, then wanders off.
I walked closer to the pivot section.....

I just losed somewhere my cellphone. Walking cancery, I stumbled and failed down. Then, I saw I stumbled by reason of smiles. They're was pretty armored and said:
- Stop where you stay!
- Why?
- We became less in quantity and in size! We are angry! Who made this?
- Maybe, admins?
- We gonna kill 'em!
- Then, site will be destroyed.
- You mean, admins are that three elephants which keep the site?
- Yes, they are.
- Anyway, we gonna kill 'em!
- You know what? If you didn't saw my cell phone, get out from my way!
Then, I shoot in sky from AK-47:
- And don't kill admins.

I happily walk by drinking milk out of the gallon.
"sAcReD." I say.
"The caps there for any reason?"
"No reason at all."

Emptying the gallon I toss it aside and make way to meet up with some other members.

Then, I find my cellphone.
But I hear the voices.. many voices...
I am a necromant? Badder..
Banned users escaped from Saint Ban Prison!!

Seeing what is happening, I quickly run to the General Discussion section.
I begin to spread the word of the upcoming tragedy.

Nothing new in the pivot section. So I headed into the genral discussion, and heard some commotion there......

Chapter 2. General Discussion attack.
In first, banned wanted invade General Discussion section.
We are locked them in The Chat Thread, they are be mad and later they dead because of they finished traffic.
I made thread with sticker 'Warehouse', and when they went in, I ripped the sticker and it was thread "Talking about love". Their heads will burst.
Then, I understood: we must setup some game, because forum is not place for war. So, that game was...

-this is the best thread in the world

chunky wakes in a pile of his own vomit, stinking of alcohol and covered with dirt. he takes a quick glance around, this looks like the pivot tutorial section but he can't remember how he got there or why he's there. staggering to his feet he shuffled towards the nearest thread named warehouse

He finds TurboT, lying around with a bottle of beer in his hand. He asks, "What the hell are you doing?" TurboT falls asleep again, dropping his beer. Chunky remembers what had happened to him when before he entered the thread warehouse.

I saw a thread.... called warehouse. I moved closer...

And then, powered by many jugs of maple syrup, Devour runs screaming, trampling Cinnamonbon and rushing off to the nearest igloo dealership.