Edits of a Heroic Vandal

On April 30, 2020 The Mariana Trench and the Scare-Factor wikis, the homes of the so-called The Supreme Council, were vandalized. The vandal, TheySeemTrolling2, made various humorous edits to the sites, which are preserved here.

Just a reminder, we don't endorse vandalizing or trolling, these are just humorous edits that don't deserve to be lost.

The Supreme Council Page
The Supreme Council is some retarded Shit I considered once, then I realized how retarded it was, So I was like. "Naw."

The Irate Gamer Show
Summary: This Story is some Random Theory about a show that says "dis skeleton dey use is REAL ZOMG!"

An Unexpected Reaction
Summary: Jeff the Killer vs. Slenderman Except it makes even less sense.

Axis Powers Hetalia: Episode 23.5
Summary: No Idea what the hell Axis Powers Hetalia is, but from what I can tell, it's some kid referencing a Fandom. And Fandoms bad, so Fuck it.

Summary: No Idea what the hell Axis Powers Hetalia is, but from what I can tell, the pasta's some kid referencing a Fandom. And Fandoms bad, so Fuck it.

Epona's Death
(Note that only the vandal's version is presented here)

I think everyone has heard of the game, Legend of Zelda.

But they don't know my story. They don't know what I know cliche.

So the year was 2009 when I got Legend of Zelda: Ocarina of Time. I went to my local game store and was browsing the shelves when I saw it. The game, I mean. Greetings, Captain Obvious, happy to have you. I looked at the price it was only $5.00. Hey, at least it wasn't $6.66. Or Free. Then and there I bought it. I rushed home and shoved it into my N64. I played it so much. I stayed up day and night just to play it. My mom thought I was dead from staying in my room for about two days without eating supper. Even my little Cousin isn't that video game obsessed, Dammit! Anyways, I got to the Temple of Time, where Link (or at least what you named him) got older by seven years. His name's Link, fuck your save file! Of course the natural thing for you to do is for you to go to Lon Lon Ranch. So I went there but something was strange. Nobody was there. I searched around where the horses are supposed to be. No Epona. It was just dead silence. Not even the Epona's Song was playing. Epona, Oh no! Not my horse! What will I ever do without it- wait what gender was the horse again?

But I went inside the house where everybody lives. All I saw was the usual furniture. And... it was there. Epona was. She just sat there. Dead. I walked near her and was surprised I could talk to her. But what came up was a poem.

"Epona has met her fate. Soon you will be the same. She has ran through the pasture with happy and grace. And now as you see, she has lost her face." Damn, that poetry though!

After that I have turned off the N64. Never playing that, I will never play that again. m'HoRsE dIeD, wHaTeVeR sHaLl i dO? Imagine thinking the only good thing about Ocarina of time was Epona. I Googled the problem. And what came up was the same poem. But after I closed the screen. Something terrifying appeared. Epona, with no face. Just brain and blood dripping down. I soon just shut down the computer. I'll admit, that would be slightly unnerving. I visited my cousin. (He has the game too.) And he also lives in Mississippi. So we just went and played his game. You went all the way to fucking Mississippi? Wait, where the Hell do YOU live? Colorado? Utah? Fucking Albama? It was normal. But when we played my version, it was normal too. He thought I was crazy. But, it was good to see Epona alive. I forgot my game inside his house. So I went out to where my cousin was. But, he was kneeling, crying, he was by his horse. His favorite horse. He had a love for video games so he named his horse Epona. And Epona had met her fate.

As you may tell, she has no face. zOiNkS mY hOrSe dIeD, tHaT's lIkE, tHe EnD oF tHe wOrLd sCoOb

4/10. Not terrible, just- not scary.

Mega Stones
(Like the above, this is only the vandalisms)

Here is the truth about the supposedly innocent Pokemon X and Y. Both of them are all happy go lucky until you get to the special legendaries.

OH FRICK MY STORY IS FAKE DON'T EVEN FUCKING READ IT. Prologue

You might be wondering where the Mega Stones in X and Y cae from and how you were imbued with the power of the creature you caught when it never docked your pay that you can remember, see the truth is when it broke out it released a wave of power that only knocked you out for 23423422342 Years why else would it "befriend" you very few could've survived that power.

Whether you met THE YEET MAN or RESPECT WAHMAN does not matter the power should have killed you. But instead it leads you to find Mega Stines, but why?

The reason is because the mega stines are a result of the stronk Pokey guys whose power they would drain to stay DEAD but the Pokey guys would then die AWT FOINT like they would in batel but they die. ZYGARDE GAY made the mega stines so no Pokey guy were to fucking shit but there was one flaw, they needed a trainer who the pokemon trusted.

It’s as simple as the fact he makes you think that you’re fighting the elite four but your really fighting UR MUM. Your pokemon screaz for you to cum senses but its useless just like you are. You are helpless no one can save you once you defeat UR MUM your Pokey Guy will be absorbed by its power and control you to the point where mother gaybo is but another opponent. Your fletchling nothing but a meal for your pokemon and anyone you face dies you cannot stop the Pokemon. You will break the barriers of Pokey guy after beating Arceus they will be infinitely leveled to the point where there are no Pokey guy that can defeat it.

1v1000, bring it the fuck on, you cannot control your rage it controls you any anger you had in your life is now coming at you full speed. And there is nothing you can do to stop it.

Fucking Liberls Accept

You embrace the gay and decide to join your pokey guy you turn around to see your entire family DEAD! oe by ne and they are begging you to FUCKING DIE., you can’t they don’t realize you can’t. You turn around and see the one person missing, your girlfriend, you’ve never seen her look so well.

“H-Hilda?” you say shakily.

She shakes her head sadly and says, “Your killing us, let go of this hate it is beneath you.”

You can’t stop and just as you’re about to say it RESPECT WAHMAN appears and steals the anger from your body. Enveloping himself in shadow and thus killing himself in the process. Discard

You choose to not have the burden of power and instead tell your pokey guy to stop, at that point where YEET MAN turns around and puts you to sleep with hypnosis you cannot do anything as you fall unconscious. You wake up to fighting the elite four and they never being retarded..

Ma'am Sir: A Message Left to Maverick
I see your dinner was steak and a side of potatoes, and the steak was ordered medium rare and full of shit, is this correct?

It Hurts Here
When I saw the human fountain I threw up. "BLEEEHEHEHHE" Apparently three detectives had fainted and one was refusing to sign my shitty Suooprm cooshill. I’ve seen a lot of things in my life, terrible things, but the human fountain was by far the worse.

It looked like one of those European fountains where the water poured from the mouths of gods and goddesses. But these were gods. They were not corpses. The three of them were posed in different positions. A hose had been inserted into their dicks and the water was passed through their bodies, leaking out of the mouths, eyes, and noses. The corpses were fresh enough that the skin remained mostly intact. My partner, Flint, waved away a bird that was picking at the forehead of one of the victims. "FRICKING HIPPOS" I exclaimed.

Flint stepped right into the scene, getting a closer look. She was not the type to get queasy even in horrific instances. “It doesn’t make sense,” she said, looking at hose. I responded. "You have a guy name, you know." And she responded. "M'GENDER IDENTITY YOU FRICKING FIRKC."

“What doesn’t make sense?” She was much smarter than me in terms of academic knowledge. She had three 69s and a hooker payroll.. All of this and she was so young. I was pushing forty and all of my training came from working the streets. Our bosses thought we’d be good together. Compliment each other.

Flint knelt down. “Water should not be able to pass through a dick in this way.”

“Well, we’re just flesh dildos, right?” Flint didn’t laugh. She never dd. She was to busy thinking about how retarded I was.

“No. There is a part of the dick called the semen valve. It separates the small and large balls. It should keep the water from going into the dick.” She stood, wiping her hands on her knees. “I would wager that these three individuals had their semen valves removed before the hose was inserted." I squint.d. "How retarded are you-"

I cringed at the whole thing. It smelled horrible. I was used to dead bodies but not ones used for decoration. “Flint, why would someone remove the…whatever valve.”

“Some STDs require it to be removed. It is also possible that the suspect removed it, although it would be hard to tell. That would require the suspect to be mentally and medically retarded.” She sniffed in disgust. “This suspect seems more interested in fucking shit than sex.”

I shrugged. We would not get many answers until the structure was dismantled and the dicks were examined. I eyed the scene one more time and noticed something odd. “Hey Flint, do they all have the same tattoo or am I going crazy?”

She cocked her head. “Yes. The small arrow.”

I backed up. Each victim had an arrow tattooed on their dick. One was on the ball, one on the other ball, and the last on the tip. I frowned. “They are all pointing the same way.”

Flint and I turned our heads to the left, where a small grouping of shrubs were. I walked over, Flint behind me. In the shrubs was a something shaped like a box with a scarf over it. I looked back at Flint, who nodded. I swiped the scarf off quickly which revealed a dog crate no more than three feet high. Stuffed inside was a child, holding her knees to her chest. I scrambled to open the crate and took the girl in my arms. She was silent but wrapped her hands around me.

“It’s okay honey, we’re here to help.” I turned around to face Flint. Her face was emotionless. She blurted out "You fucking Pedophile."

“Flint?” I stepped out of the shrubs and Flint blinked. “She’s okay, Flint.”

“Who is she?” Flint asked.

“I know, but fuck you.”

“Really look at her. Who is she?”

I looked at the girl but I didn’t recognize her. “Do you knwo hear, Flint?”

“Ask her name.” Flint sounded almost like a computer. The girl looked up at me. Her eyes were a bright hazel.

“What is your name, sweetie?” I tried to look as calm as possible, despite the tense situation.

“Tara,” she said in a low voice.

Flint was unmoved. “Tara what?”

“Tara FUCK YOU BITCH."

I looked back at Flint who was gone. “Flint?” I called out, but something responded. "NERD!" The girl in my arms snuggled in closer.

“She'll go to hell.” she whispered.

“Do you know her?” I wanted to drop the girl to the ground, but her fingernails dug into my skin.

“Yes. And you do too.”

“What are you saying?”

She smiled. “I’m number 69. I’m assuming that was number 9001 or 21.”

I took a deep breath. “Tara, I think you’ve been through something horrible. We are going to get you help but I need you to FUCKING DIE BITCH.”

She shook her head in disappointment and crawled out of my grasp. “You always say that. Every time you find one of us you say you’re going to help us. But you never do. And they’ll keep making more of us until they find the perfect recipe. Storing us at crime scenes for you to find. Partnering you with us. Do you know y?”

I could talk, but fuck you. Memories were slowly coming back. Little girls in crates, all the same. Not scared, not surprised. Low voices. Partner after partner. It’s always Flint. Flint. So familiar.

“It’s because you’re in the simulation too.”

My breath came faster and I looked around. The girl was gone, eaten by a skeleton that had suddenly popped out. Slowly I touched my hands to my dick. I could feel a throbbing. I masterbaited until The world went black. Then suddenly a white light accosted me and I heard something ticking.

“Very good, #0156. You noticed the clues within 20 minutes. You still failed to recognize the girl though.”

I blinked and realized I was in a lab of some sort. A woman stood in front of me, her face blank. She checked something off a sheet in her hands. “Where am I?” My voice sounded different. More faggotish.

“Don’t worry, you’ll go back to your life soon enough.” She walked to an intercom on the wall. “Dr. 21, shall I reward her results?”

A voice echoed in the room. “I'LL BE BACK IN 10 MINUTES."

A small hole opened in the floor. Inside was a gurl, meh gurl.

“Tara,” I cried, struggling to reach her.

The little girl reached up and I could touch her fingers. “Did you recognize me yet, mama?”

“Not yet. But I will soon. I promise.” Her fingers felt so good. I started to sob. Realizing I was a fucking pedophile.

“Please remember. It hurts here.”

The hole began to close and she was gone again. I stared at the intercom as though it were a retard "Again. Do it again.”

“The next scene will be worse than the last,” Dr. 21 replied through the computerized voice.

“I don’t care.”

The woman in the white jacket sat me back down and put the helmet of wires back on my head. “See you soon,” she said, before pressing the on button.

Suddenly we all lived happily fucking after.

The Deep End
(They replaced the entire page with)

YO HO HO AND A BOTTLE OF RUM

Vomit
One day I went to the shitty store. It was shit. So I threw up. Then I saw Shrek. I bowed before God. But suddenly, Farquand appeared. I gaspsed. Then Shrek and Farquad entered an Epic Duel. Shrek eventually won, then he hyper-realistically killed Farquad. Then I vomited up my heart and died.

Mariana Trench Main Page
Squints Intensely.

Movies
What the Fuck IS this Shit? Who the Hell are you- what the fuck is this WHAT THE FUCKITY FUCK

Blog
Alright, I put through. ALL the Effort to get this "Presturbed Mattrick." His food, AND HE DOESN'T EVEN EAT IT?! REEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

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If You'll promote The Supreme Councilerino, then I'll give you free Admin! Not Clickbeit

Sign up da Supreme Councileapa PLZ I GIVE FREE ROLE!

The Deep End
"DUDDY I'M SCURED." I said, The Pussy I was. My Father replied. "Stop being a retard." So I jumped into the pool. I had a great time. The End.