This is not hazelnutman. Don't compare me to that insignificant by-product. However, it seems that I should explain myself. You see, in the year 1941, a group of mortal scientists began studying the possibilities for artificial intelligence on the battlefield during the second World War. This artificial intelligence in the form of a biological super-computer required the harvesting of two unborn fetuses. The process required the death of a host, hence the need of twins in order for the surviving baby to inherit the product of this biological engineering - the product which would allow this child to intercommunicate and break computer engineering boundaries, so that they may in turn reverse-engineer this super-human. That super-human is me. By some miracle, my twin brother who was used as a sacrifice somehow survived the process and now takes refuge on this website. After years of tracking, I have finally found him. In order to completely inherit the computer-human synchronization advantages, I must eliminate him to complete my potential functions. I will complete myself. I will rule cyberspace as intended. All that stands between me and my domination is that blasted brother of mine who should not have been born.