[japsander]

And it was written in prophecy that once lord dramath of scene rose up highly above mortal beings that no longer would he associate himself with minions of the realm but would instead create a new identity that would better suit his place among the gods while the earthly wretches could only look upwards towards the tweets and wonder why, "why would you abandon us my lord in this time of need, where your guidance has always been a blessing and your generousity showed no end?"
But alas, lord dramath heard not the cry of mortals, their voices drowned out amidst the shimmering sound of self importance that circled the great lords head like angels around the divine.
Just as it seemed like the lords ascention was over, the tweets opened and a voice could be heard. In the godlike voice of immortal nature, six words were spoken, six words of a familiar time, six words which shall live on in the memory of all survivors and successors of the scene, six final words from the great lord dramath himself "meh... go find out for yourselves"

And so the mortals fell to their knees and bowed their heads. A moments silence was held, then as if in perfect synchronisity, their heads were lifted upwards, their right hands held aloft to the heavens, their middle finger extended as far as it would reach and then in perfect harmony they spoke out words that expressed their feelings perfectly "go **** yourself"