Ch. 13.99: I'm Back
That's why they call me TCM (I'm back)
I'm back, (I'm back)
I'm back, (I'm back)
I steal the forum stage, each RTD and a page,
You never played a game filled with so much chaos and rage,
Don't even call for the mods, they ain't gonna' help,
What they gonna' do when I roleplay all by myself?
I'm gonna' get big, shit, my games in my sig,
ToadyOne, you're safe in your place, be glad that it's outta' state,
I was the online angel back when I was twevle,
Thirteen, I'm real fuckin' mean from NY to Rochelle,
I used to, get kicked around by trolls and mobs,
Then I wrote some little pieces involving me and their moms,
I used to be a troll, now I troll like Uwe Boll,
What do I think of RP's? Well it sucks to be me,
Too much developing rules and referencing an-i-mees
Hope you agree, make games quick, (Yes!)
Good fanfics! (No!)
Rolling tight! (Huh?)
Be out at night, catch butterflies and running kites,
Back in my comp jail,
Nyan Cats, Epic Fails,
Memes just suck, they ain't F-U-Double-N-E,
I spell like a freak, cause' I post on I.E.,
Punch my screen like Ali,
The best? Hell this game looks like a mess,
Read the context, what, can't 외국 포닉스 읽으 셨나요?
My language crazy, go crazy if you can see a sound,
Bitches,
If you wanna' live, bend over and turn yo' flank around,
That's why they call me TCM (I'm back)
I'm back, (I'm back)
I'm back, (I'm back)
When Bronies roleplay I say, what the hay,
Read up on their lines and give them a neigh,
Cause their own little inventions were based off of me-y,
All the pretty girls giggling, "Hehe, that's so cray!"
*Wi-ko, wi-ko*
My name is TCM
Been crazy before you kids watched Stimpy n' Ren,
Insatiable, "The Reprimandable! Ah!"
With Celestia, who brings la fiesta!
Princess 'Lestia, wants to molesta ya',
feel your breasts and ah', then she'll getta' dress, with strapped on vi-bri-tas',
So sad, the Internet's filled with all this hate and this porn,
"For fuck's sake, TCM, stop posting Pony R34!"
Geez, you guy's put up so much pointless chatter,
"TCM, it's a controvershal' matter,"
Throwing away all my pills, spinal chord chills,
my mind just got filled, and roast on a grill,
Preach philosophic gospel out the window, in hospital,
Til' I brainwash the masses and got them by the balls and asses,
So I'm The Control Master, The Crazed Masseur,
Act all vindictive, I am The Cold Misstress,
I'm a dead God, the motherfucking anti-pope,
You motherfuckers see why I'm called The Charismatic Misanthrope?
And that's where I get my names from!
That's why they call me TCM (I'm back)
I'm back, (I'm back)
I'm back, (I'm back)
Give me a PC, a keyboard, a backdoor and updated Google Chrome,
And I'll find the adress of all these douchebags homes,
Ring their doorbell, packing my covert gat,
The trolling community just gone in a zap,
Cause (I'mmmm) T.C.M., give me a good reason,
Why should I stop shooting when their just pleadin'?
By the way Soulja Boi, why does he make noise?
Am I the only one repulsed by this nigga's voice?
Uh-oh, the N-bomb, I'm out on the fringe,
Did I make all you classy white suburbanites cringe?
That's why I don't follow orders, cause' they can't comprehend what I say,
Getting chased by the brainless masses who want to fuck Sasha Grey,
And they all gross me out, you know how many dicks been in she?
If I ever did a celeb it would be Rapace, Noomi.
And before we got busy, we'd roleplay and she'd would be playing Lizzy,
I'm sorry Ole Rapace, you weren't that dashing,
And now I'm going to stick your Ex with a thrasing,
I don't give a fuck, I'd do her if she was a pony, mare,
Pumping my seed on her flank and her hair,
Until the feds find out and bust me outta' there,
Put my ass in the courtroom, and then the electirc chair,
While the crowd screams for my goddamn electircal lobotomy,
My charges: Murder, Arson, Drugs and Sodomy,
And plus my visit Noomi the fine, Swedish equine,
I start telling everyone about how we spent our night time,
Til' they start vomitting blood and nasty-ass grime,
And then the black mask pulls the switch,
And after 3 billions volt? Still breathing bitch!
They all stare at me, the Bloody Messiah reigns,
I'll just ask them one question: What the fuck is my name?
That's why they call me TCM (I'm back)
I'm back, (I'm back)
I'm back, (I'm back)
Guess who's b-back, back?
Gue-gue-gue-guess who's back? (Now what Derm?)
Guess who's back?
Gue-guess who's back?
"Bay12!" Guess who's back?
Gue, gue-gue-gue, guess who's back?
"Roll to Dodge" Guess who's back?
Back back, Guess who's back?
TCM, 2012
...Man, what the fu-?
So...I'm back. After spending a vacation listening to Emniem, I felt compelled to right the horrifying text above you.
And it's a joke. Like Em' and Slim Shady, alter egos right? It's just for kicks. So you guys are still playing right?
I'm sorry.Turn 14 coming soon.