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Ladies and gentlemen, gather ’round for the ultimate takedown of *Turncoat*, the self-styled “Existential Detective” of the Sociopath Community. This is the guy with a whopping **34,449 posts** – apparently he thinks volume equals profundity. He calls himself a detective, but the only mystery he’s solved is how to stretch a single thought into three dozen forum posts. Remember when he complained that Minecraft had “gotten weirder” since the beta? Yes, our fearless detective quit on *Minecraft* in beta because it was too weird. Not due to any sociopathic inability to build block structures, mind you, just sheer hipster distaste for evolving games.

Turncoat’s “moderator” moves are even more entertaining. When plumeria begged him to remove someone’s doxx, he simply shrugged, “*Where is it?*” – as if doxxing were some hidden Easter egg he couldn’t be bothered to find. And when PalePeach somehow managed to request a ban, he cheerfully announced she was “temporarily banned **at her own request** and will be unbanned in a few days”. Wow, what a benevolent tyrant – if you beg to get banned, consider it done! Turncoat’s sense of justice is so poetic he might as well publish it as performance art.

Let’s talk ego. When Delora pointed out that “a lot of the posts are directed at Turncoat” – likely after he got stabbed or something – he puffed up and declared, “*They love me.*” Right, nothing says love like a barrage of bitchy forum threads. Then, ever the humble diva, he blamed everyone else: “*They’re just jealous that I’m such a diva.*” Jealous of what, exactly? His *Existential Detective* username and Shakespearean Bible-verse sig? (Yes, he actually signs off with something about Exodus and the Lord of Hosts – because nothing screams *sociopath mastermind* like quoting random scriptures.)

Our detective’s logic is a riot. When someone called out the whole “Is Turncoat Jewish?” nonsense, he coolly replied, “*It’s fine I already posted by DNA.*” Which is like bragging you won an argument by showing your birth certificate. Delora helpfully decoded it: “DNA stands for ‘does no anal.’” Ouch. Undeterred, Turncoat shot back, “*Weird, my heritage must work against itself then.*” Let that sink in – according to our diva detective, his family tree cancels itself out. Maybe the real mystery is how he still has two coherent brain cells.

And when we worry about Turncoat doing his mod job, he soothes us with a line worthy of Bruce Wayne: “*Some days are busier for me than others, but I am still keeping an eye on the site at least.*” Yes, thank you, Bat-Detective! On those busy days he’s obviously off fighting crime… or maybe just scrolling dank memes. Either way, he insists he’s watching. The others aren’t so sure; after all, this is the same guy who needed to Google where the dox even were.

Finally, let’s not forget his pièce de résistance: accusing everyone else of trying to *get in* on his spotlight. When Jada questioned him, he sniffed that she was “fishing” for compliments, and that someone was “triggering his urge to gloat.” In other words, don’t you see? *He’s* not fishing for praise—he’s just the pond, and everyone else is the fish! We should all bow down and let him whirl in his own reflection.

So there you have it: Turncoat, master detective of the obvious, diva of the doxx, and busybody who never shuts his one good eye. He’s the forum’s walking contradiction: angry about a game he won’t play, too cool to answer straight questions, yet still desperate for admiration. How he keeps a straight face through all this is anyone’s guess. But hey, *someone’s* got to keep the rest of us entertained with his endless plot twists. Turncoat, here’s to your next 34,449 posts – we can’t wait to see what you say next (we’re already rolling on the floor.)