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// Waiting... 
// Story: The Numbers 
// by FellFour 
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Decoded Title: ITISDONE
Numbers decoded to:
"John
Is
No
More"



You're right.  He's not John anymore.  Now he's in a facility here in Canterlot.

Oh yeah.  Had a conversation while I was typing this.  I copied and pasted it down below.



Hey guys, Chris again.
BORING.  COME UP WITH A NEW INTRO ALREADY.
The hell?  What are you doing on my computer?
WATCHING YOU TYPING.  WHAT ELSE WOULD I BE DOING?
What the fuck did you do to John?  Do you realize what you have caused?
FULLY.  IT'S DESTINY, CHRIS.  ACCEPT IT.  HE DECIDED HIS FATE.
So you've been planing to turn him into a monster?
PRECISELY.
But why?  Aren't I the main target in your group?
YOU BOTH ARE THE MAIN TARGETS, BUT YOU ARE SPECIAL.  THAT IS WHY HE WANTS TO KEEP YOU ALIVE.
Why does he want me alive?  Of all the ponies in Equestria and of all the people on Earth, why me?
LET ME TELL YOU A STORY, CHRIS.  WHEN YOUR DAD MARRIED YOUR MOM, THIS SPARKED AN INTEREST.  USUALLY, OUR VICTIMS DON'T LIVE FOR THAT LONG, BUT YOUR DAD DID.  HE WILL ALWAYS BE ON OUR MIND, BECAUSE YOUR DAD WAS TOUGH.  HE DIDN'T GIVE UP SO EASILY, SO THE ADMINISTRATOR DECIDED TO ATTACK YOUR MOTHER, TO SEE IF HE WOULD BREAK.  HE DIDN'T.  THIS FRUSTRATED US AND SO, WE DECIDED TO WAIT.  WE BACKED OFF FOR A FEW YEARS.  THAN, YOU CAME ALONG.  THE ADMINISTRATOR KEPT OBSERVING YOU AND HE SAW SOMETHING IN YOU.  SOMETHING SPECIAL, WHICH IS WHY YOU ARE NICKNAMED "The Prophet".
The Prophet?
YES.  THE ADMINISTRATOR PROPHESIED THAT A CHILD WOULD BE BORN TO TRY TO ELIMINATE HIM AND THE GROUP.  DESTINY WAS OUT OF HIS GRASP THE DAY YOU WERE BORN.  HE COULDN'T CONTROL IT.  LOOKS LIKE GOD WAS ON YOUR SIDE.  OTHERWISE, YOU WOULD'VE BEEN A STILLBORN.
You are so full of shit.
AM I?  AM I REALLY?  IF I AM FULL OF SHIT, THEN WHY DID HE ALSO PREDICT THAT ANOTHER CHILD WOULD BE BORN TO HELP YOU SLAY US?  HE WAS ABLE TO CONTROL JOHN'S LIFE.  JOHN WENT THROUGH HELL AND HE WILL GO THROUGH IT AGAIN.  THERE IS A LOT YOU DON'T KNOW ABOUT JOHN, CHRIS.  TOO BAD YOU WON'T GET TO KNOW.  HE'S GETTING CLOSE TO LOSING HIS MIND.  HE'S GETTING CLOSE TO BECOMING WHAT HE TRULY IS.
And what would that be?
OH YOU'LL FIND OUT SOON.
Tell me.
SORRY.  I CAN'T.  NOT ALLOWED.  HE SAYS YOU NEED TO SEE FOR YOURSELF.  I THINK YOU SHOULD PAY JOHN A VISIT IN A COUPLE WEEKS.
What if I were to visit him now?
WE'LL KILL YOU BOTH.
And you think I'm scared of you?
GO AHEAD AND SAY YOU AREN'T SCARED.  WE KNOW YOU ARE.
Whatever.  What now?
WAIT.  WAITING IS ALL YOU CAN DO NOW.
What if I don't want to wait?
THEN YOU'LL HAVE A TALK WITH THE ADMINISTRATOR.
Fine.  I'll wait.  For once, I'll do what you say, now leave my computer you fuck.
GLADLY.  HAVE A NICE DAY.
Fuck you.



It's been a few days since that event.  I still have a lot of questions, but I doubt he'll fucking answer them.

For once, I would like to have a conversation with The Administrator.  I'd like to give him a piece of my mind.  Doubt he's tough enough to do so anyway.  Guess I'll have to wait until then.

For now, I'll have to keep waiting.  Need to find something to do until the day I'll be able to visit John.  I don't know if whoever I was just talking to was serious about killing us both.  I don't want to take a risk.  John is my best friend.  I don't want him dead.

John...hold on.