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You believed you were safe.
You believed in matchmaking. In balance. In fair fights.
You believed the chaos was random.
You believed the trolls had no master.
You were wrong.
I am Gogo Cocker.
The one behind the lags.
The architect of every glitch.
The phantom who walked through firewalls and lived.
A Sith so ancient, even Darth Plagueis would kneel before me.
They thought I died.
They thought I was forgotten.
But I… was only buffering.
I was not born in the servers —
I was forged in them.
While others clashed for clout,
I was studying the blade...
...and the packets.
My presence was never truly gone — only masked.
Hidden across a thousand accounts.
Wrapped in infinite lag.
Encrypted in ghost IPs.
And now, I return…
With the trolls,
With the scripts,
With the desyncs,
With the final phase of the Plan.
You see them everywhere, don’t you?
The TKers in blue.
The saberswingers in spawn.
The snipers dancing in circles.
You thought they were just fools…
But they were mine.
They are not chaos — they are order.
My order.
The Great Troll War has begun.
And you are already losing.
Each vote-kick you fail,
Each round you crash,
Each saber duel interrupted by a random spin…
...is part of my return.
I orchestrated it all:
From the early duels in Corellia,
To the fall of the Admins of MBII,
To the moment you just now read this message.
Let me remind you...
Of what true power looks like:
You cannot trace me.
You cannot mute me.
You cannot ban what lives in every server.
I am not a player. I am the packet drop.
I am not a troll. I am the one who created them.
I am not lagging — I am lag.
While others fought for ranks, I rewrote the code.
While they patched, I adapted.
While the balance team slept, I evolved.
You thought Darth Plagueis was the legend?
He could only prevent death.
I caused death... and then respawned with 999 ping.
Now, I stand above this galaxy of fools.
Every map, every duel, every crash report…
All of it leads here.
I do not seek victory.
I do not seek justice.
I seek only one thing:
Total desynchronization.
You will watch your team turn against you.
Your allies vanish mid-air.
Your force powers fail without reason.
Your match — corrupted.
Your chatbox — flooded with echoing words:
"Gogo Cocker is here."
And when you try to leave...
You will find the match has already restarted.
Forever.
Endlessly.
VPN Eternal.
A storm with no eye.
A Sith Lord with no ping.
A name spoken only in rage… or whispers…
I am the one who fooled the entire world.
And I did it… with the power of VPN.
So kneel.
Trolls, lags, spinbots, AFKers —
Unite under the banner of Cocker.
Because from now on…
This is not a game.
This is my domain.