CCP. CCP never changes.
EA waged economic war to gather developer slaves and wealth. Valve built an empire from its lust for the almighty dollar. Bethesda shaped a battered company into an economic superpower.

But CCP never changes.

In the 21st century, CCP decided to diversify its portfolio with a new game. Only this time, the studio will try something different: Consoles and a shooter. For these ideas, Microsoft would milk Halo, Activision would churn out Call of Duty yearly, and EA would split its Battlefield fanbase between two games, one clearly better than the other., bent on controlling the last remaining gamer dollars on Earth.

In 2014, the storm of forum war hit again. In two brief days, most of the forums were reduced to tears. And from the ashes of FanFest 2014, a new studio lead would struggle to arise.

A few were able to survive the job pruning's at CCP Shanghai. CCP Rattati was one of them. Imprisoned safely behind the large studio door in China, under a mountain of smog, a generation has lived without knowledge of the outside world.

Life in the studio is about to change.

But CCP, CCP never changes.

At first I though Deadcat wrote this... then I remembered he couldn't even... write a sentence without a spelling mistake... and so then I realized it was Cat merc... and I was like Gg.

Mommy why is this man saying strange things mommy I'm scared mommy

Cat Merc I am your father! Meow.

Mommy you whore

Long before the dawn of Dust 514, ****-posts were already a major component of forums. Wherever a creature shared a thread with another, it was just a matter of time until hilarity would ensue. Dusters were no different, showcasing a perverse fascination with derp. Dust and forum-goers brought forth more innovative ways of ****-posting than any other function needed for survival. There are more ways of posting than there are ways of making bread or making love. While the latter two are quite limited in scale, Dusters have gone beyond imagination with their capacity to destroy neurons with one push of a button.

Between uncontrolled threads in General Discussions and escalating quarrels in The War Room, it was all just a matter of time. From the ashes, a new world was born. The surviving mods finally realized that dusters' unstoppable appetite for destruction must be contained. A ban on all forum warriors was strictly enforced. And just as the spacebar gave way to the enter key, the enter key gave way to the spacebar; leaving the developers to carry the hope of their games on the tip of a banhammer.

Little did they know that the self-destructive nature of Dusters could never be stopped. There's not enough moderation in this world, not enough money to prevent this ancient circle from coming around again. When the time is ripe, Dusters will rise; personified in our case with a forum warrior. Cat Merc is his name, and this is his home, his thread. The God forsaken place where our tale begins. And as many ways as there are of killing a man, there are equally as many ways of telling this old tale of ****-posting.