Legend of The Troll Hunter - Episode One

in writing •  8 years ago 

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"Haha, what a bunch of idiots," he thought to himself.
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Who is he? Well, he's an internet troll. Currently he's commenting on a Youtube video from a well-known political personality.

"orange Jesus loving conservatard"
"hey why don't you step out of your mom's basement for a bit and quit sucking Donald Duck's D?
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"Haha, ya, they get so pissed I love it. Once I get done here I'll hop over to the Democrat videos and call some people loony libs. Maybe throw in a few references to Bathhouse Barry. Maybe call some people libtards and demoncrats. Haha, ya, never gets old."

5 hours later...

Suddenly he awakens.

"I thought I heard..." He began to say, when he realizes he can't move! Not only that, but he can't speak either. He's been gagged!

He begins to shake violently, futilely attempting to escape his new prison. Then, a voice...

"I wouldn't bother, Mr. USAbottlebuster69."

His eyes widen in disbelief, as a personage emerges from the shadows. Stepping out of the corner of his bedroom, he sees the owner of the voice which just spoke to him.

"That is your handle isn't it? The one you use for trolling people on Youtube. I've seen troll posts from that handle going back all the way to 2003."

Frozen in terror, the internet troll awaits the next move of his captor. The man, hooded, with a ski mask. Clothed entirely in black, and only his eyes visible. His hands held behind his back.

"Fourteen years of trolling. Men and women are starving, losing their homes, dying in wars, being raped, murdered, robbed, and god knows what else. And you, all the while, like an internet demon, proudly trolling everyone who'll give you the time of day."

"Do you see this?"

Slowly, he pulls a wooden baseball bat out from behind himself. Even in the gloom, he could see it was a genuine Louisville Slugger.

"This is your punishment, or perhaps you might call it your reward, for all your years of malice. You see, the universe requires balance. Anything which steps too far out of harmonious relation with the environment must eventually be corrected. It is the way. You have enjoyed the suffering of others for some time now. This beating will, by some measures, not suffice to duly correct your ill gotten gains. However, in most cases, it does at least serve to correct the behavior, permanently."

"Before I commence the punishment, I have one final piece of knowledge which I will leave with you. Do not ever post another troll post. If you do I will return, and the punishment will be at least as severe as this one."

"And in case you are wondering who I am. I am... The Troll Hunter."

And beat him he did. He beat him until he could barely breathe. When he finally ceased, some minutes later. Nearly blind with searing pain, and unable to move, such was the agony, the hooded figure released his bonds and simply walked away.

The next day, he told the doctors he fell while riding his bike. He told the same to his coworkers, such was his shame.

Ten years later, he has never forgotten that night, and he has never posted another troll post.

End of Episode One of Legend of The Troll Hunter

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