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> Deep down in a dark corner of Ponychan lived old /collab/. I don't know where it came from, nor who or what it was in long-forgotten years past beneath the light of the sun; for few indeed ventured there now.
> /collab/ had a little boat, and rowed about quite quietly on the Internet; wide and deep and deadly cold. Anons paddled it with large feet dangling over the side, but never a ripple did the site make. Not /collab/.
> One user was looking out of his pale lamp-like eyes for blind parasprites, which he grabbed with his long fingers as quick as thinking. He liked ponies, too. Alicorn he thought good, when he could get it; but he took care they never found him out. He just throttled them from behind, if they ever came down alone anywhere near the edge of the water, while he was prowling about.
> They very seldom did, for they had a feeling that something unpleasant was lurking down there, deep down at the very roots of Ponychan.
> They had come upon the site, when they were tunneling the IRC long ago, and they found they could go no further; so their thread 404'ed in that direction, and there was no reason to post further -- unless the Great Pony sent them. Sometimes she took a fancy fishing for spam in the depths of /collab/, and sometimes neither fish nor spam came back.
> Actually the anon lived on a slimy island of rock in the middle of /collab/. He was watching the brony now from the distance with his pale eyes. The brony could not see him, but he was wondering a lot about the brony, for he could see that he was neither a failed programmer nor a shitposter...