One night a moderator from Newgrounds was busy looking for a unsuspecting user to ban when he received a PM. Wondering what could it be, he checked and saw a link to a Hyundai sponsership with a offer of $500. Seeing this, he promptly deletes the message and continues to search for someone to ban. Few minutes later another PM arrives, the mod checks to see what is it this time and it titles "Click this link and sign in!!!". He send in a reply "Why should I?"

Few minutes later he receives an answer, "If you do, sign up with your personal info and something super special awesome will occur"

Unconvinced, he responds with "Why?"

Another answer arrives, "What if I told you there's candy?"

"Candy?"

With a beaming smile, WritersBlock clicks the link and send his personal information along with his username and password "iluvmoob" to a shady website that resembles NG.

"I am the luckiest man alive!" he beamed

Meanwhile in New Zealand, a lazy pot growing spammer by the name of Chris Beer (NG spammer now with DD) was pondering what crap he should submit next when he receives that idiot's info.

"I knew he'd fall for that, now revenge will be mine!" as he laughs maniacally

A passerby outside yells "Shut up, no one needs to hear you laugh"

"Oh fuck you!"

A day later, WritersBlock tries to log on but was unable to do so. Curious about what happened, he check his profile on the bottom list of mods when to his horror, an image have been replaced with gay porn and DD spam flashes were submitted under his name. Distraught at his own stupidity, he bolt out of his home in a stormy afternoon before dropping to his knees screaming "WHY?"

"WWWWWWWWWWWWWWHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHYYY YYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Soon afterwards he breaks down and starts punching the ground before attacking any passerby trying to help him. Exhausted he stumbles along for several books in a huge downpour before running into a elderly man on a wheelchair with umbrella attached to it.

"Did I mention I was struck by lightning seven times?" he said

WritersBlock stares in anguish

"Once while attendin' that Michael Jackson concert, that boy sure can dance...but it also reminds me how lucky I am to be alive"

A distraught ex-mod went home afterwards while lowlives from DD turns to brute forcing...

In the DD headquarters...

"Sir, we have successfully hijacked few more mods, including Evark and MightyPotato" said Zacied

"Excellent!" said a mysterious figure on a chair with his face covered in darkness while petting a persian cat.

"That anime bitch is next!"

Meanwhile in N.Y...

"They're after her next according to a hijacked profile, what should we do McClane?" said idiot-buster

"Take those bastards down" said McClane a he takes out a virus disk...