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Predicted Insanity

Take caution should you ever meet the one who calls himself popinloopy, lest you suffer the same fate as many others before you. The stories tell of a man, no more or less unusual than yourself or the others around you, who takes much joy in what he does. He casually finds you the way you would find any other stranger, and you meet him by chance.

There is no magic or otherwise to this part, he is just a man. He has interests and can be found multiple ways. From the moment you meet, you will feel as if you can trust him with your life, though you've only known him a short time. He appears friendly, outgoing, always happy, and all-around normal in every other aspect. Should you talk to him further, you will discover his intellect and intelligence rivals that of many famous people, yet you have never heard of him.

He is wise, smart, well-informed, trustworthy, trusting, and has a warm heart. You will feel as if you can pour out all your emotions into him, and he will listen and help. You will feel inseparable, as if you two are the best of friends. Just like a true friend, he also tells you about himself. His deepest, darkest secrets, his fears, and gives you a look into his personality, yet somehow remains cheerful throughout all hours of the day. One thing to note is to never spell his name wrong. There are no capital letters, the word "poop" is not in there, et cetera. Once you two are all buddy-buddy, things get a bit... well, normal, really. You would never know something was happening behind that mask of a smile.

Now, this is where I start telling you things nobody would ever notice about him, because these things are not physical. I have gotten a good look into how his mind works, and it is frightening. He memorizes every detail about you. He has noticed your eating habits, patterns in the way you talk and how it corresponds with your current emotions, things you do subconsciously that you may not know about, and most of all... He knows what makes you tick.

He delves into your mind somehow and... I don't really know how to explain it. Surely from reading thus far, you must have become aware of the fact that I have an extensive vocabulary, and yet I have no words to describe what happens. It is not foul in any sort of meaning of the word, but he knows more about you than your parents, best friends, colleagues, family, and even you yourself do. He plays slight tricks on you that are otherwise unnoticed, until/unless he points them out at a later date.

He experiments on you. Not with a test tube or beaker or lab equipment, but rather, he sees how you react to different things. Different stimuli, multiple tasks, impossible burdens, possible burdens, even other humans. He seems to have figured out how the human brain works, something that even modern scientists cannot do. He has mastered ethics and conflicting moralities. He also personalizes himself to meet your liking, in a way, so as to make sure you don't notice anything wrong so he can keep testing.

I don't know why he tests when he seems to already know so much. Once he has figured out every last detail about you, he becomes your puppet master. He uses words and phrases that you specifically will have an optimal reaction to, in order to achieve what he desires. He doesn't have one set goal in mind, you know. As I mentioned near the beginning, he is a "normal" man. His wants change. He becomes interested in different things at different times. He himself is also predictable in a way. After all, he is only human.

This becomes key. You must not lose sight of who you are or what your goals are. If you are some sort of confused teenager who knows nothing about him/herself, then find yourself fast before he forms who you are for you. Never lose track of who you are should you meet popinloopy, or you will find yourself doing his dirty work in a matter of minutes. He works fast, and always has connections. Should you meet him and become a "friend" of his, you are just another connection to him. He uses you for his own needs and desires, and uses you to help attain the wants of others so yet another can fall victim to him. What happens when you are no longer of use to him is... rather gruesome.

If you have not read between the lines by this point, then I shall spell it out for you now. He manipulates others with a constant smile on his face. He becomes a puppet master and enjoys controlling you to entertain himself. His mind is not twisted or insane, he is normal, and yet he takes joy in this. I don't know what abomination from hell spawned this mind of his, and I'd rather not know. He is not crazy, nor is he abnormal. He doesn't take joy in violence or murder, he experiences no bloodlust, and not once has he ever caused serious injury to something more than an insect on purpose.

In fact, just the opposite. He is a pacifist usually. Unless, of course... Let me help you with one thing. If there is anything you must learn from this, it is that if you meet him, you should cooperate. He doesn't hurt you. He's like a wasp. Just don't refuse to do a task for him, don't piss him off, and cooperate, and it will seem like he is just another best friend. He will be "normal" in every aspect. Average. Honestly, just be friends and you won't even have a worry in the world.

I wouldn't personally know what happens if you piss him off, but there have been stories, rumors, and even one occasion when he has personally used all of his connections to remove every last recollection of someone from media everywhere. This person was erased from magazines, newspapers, television, computers, the ENTIRE INTERNET. Every last webpage, relation, link, mention, or even if this person's name was IMPLIED.

All of it, gone. No information on the person is known except through word of mouth. The internet is still monitored for all mention of this person. I wouldn't be surprised if this portion gets cut out of the final document before being posted for all to see. Or maybe he will leave it in here. If it's left here, it could be due to it being a fact (which he appreciates), it may be because it is a warning, or even because it's to make it seem like false information. Mind games. Psychological warfare. This is his strong suit.

Never leave out any possibility of what could happen, because you are already missing around 12 outcomes that he has concluded could be possible (and usually are). He always lets you know he is a step ahead, even though he is actually 50 steps ahead of what is normally your comprehension limit. His brain may be normal, but it's inhuman. He predicts several different outcomes for each zeptosecond that passes or has yet to pass, and never forgets his past conclusions for seconds that have already passed. In a way, he has already predicted humanity itself.

Mind games. Tricking us. All of us. He... He is going to drive us all to insanity one of these days. He knows I am typing this document. He has been monitoring me specifically for a while now. He is watching my progress. He... He will actually let me get the word out. Please, I need a master of psychology to predict his next move. Wait, no... This is it. This is his plan for me. He is going to let me try to predict what he is going to do, he is going to let me let my thoughts get the best of me. He won't drive me insane, he will make me drive myself insane. It is working. I have outlived my usefulness to him. Please, if you ever meet him, take care.

I... I remember hearing something being passed around. Whispers. He has a rival. Please, should you ever read this, make sure this inhuman torture of thinking oneself to death is never experienced by another person ever again. UnderSoul, should you read this... Don't let popinloopy succeed... He is now standing over my shoulder, watching me type this sentence. I hope this pleases you, popinloopy. Now, how will you end this, since I am no longer of use?