Thread:Manic The Hedgehog/@comment-28171506-20161106035534/@comment-3095286-20161108180827

He sits there perplexed as to whether or not his ad-blocking scheme is inadvertently blocking key sections of the wiki. Dazed and confused, he wanders aimlessly throughout pages trying to filter out fact from fiction.

We can hear his cries for even a brief moment of sanity. "Where is it?! I can't see it!!" he yells in an almost desperate attempt to get someone to finally tell him the truth. A truth that would spell the destruction of the council, if revealed.

The fact of the matter remains that for all this time, such a template was never implemented outside of my sandbox page. No one ever told him, so he was doomed to thrash around the wiki with a cold neck and a sour stomach.

Distraught, he continues to run around in fear, as parts of the wiki disappear before him. First the right rail, then the header, then the navigation, and soon he is left in the middle of the room staring at an empty page.

Things are spiraling out of control, faster and faster they spin! When everything seems to implode, he finds himself awake in his room. He and his dinosaur jammies rush to the nearest computer, only to be uncertain whether it was really a dream.

After realizing that such a template would be a royal pain in the ass to make, he concedes defeat and continues blindly converting scripts to the new format. To this day, he is unable to describe the events of that night, as the nightmare it brought him still haunts him to this day.