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John Stalvern waited. The lights of his rectangle blinked and sparkled. There were norms in the house. He didn't see them, but had expected them now for years. His warnings to his mom were not listened to and now it was too late. Far too late for now, anyway.
John was an imageboard enthusiast for sixteen years. When he was young he watched the monitors and he said to dad "I want to post on the forums daddy."
Dad said "No! You will BE KILL BY NORMS"
There was a time when he believed him. Then as he got older he stopped. But now in his neet hovel he knew there were norms.
"fried up some dogs" - a text from mom downstairs. "you must come out once in a while to eat with me and my friends!"
So John gotted his walmart wood chopping axe and charged through the door and down the stairs.
"HE GOING TO KILL US" screamed the norms
"I will call the cops" said the cybernorm and he took out his normphone. John lunged at him and tried to axe him up but was pathetically weak. But then the ceiling fell and they were trapped and not able to kill.
"No! I must kill the norms" he shouted
Then mom cried "No, John. You are the norm"
And then John was a norm.