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Elliot Rodger
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As told by Mike Judge
Elliot Oliver Robertson Rodger aka The Supreme Gentleman™ (online aliases ElliotR1, The Purifier, TheWowGenius, Valtharion, Ramsaybolton, Varodan123, and a handful of Youtube socks) is known worldwide as not only the best World of Warcraft player this planet has ever seen and an award-winning author, but also a chronically aspergic love-shy misogynist who on May 23rd, 2014 fulfilled his lifelong dream of reenacting Grand Theft Auto by gunning down numerous prostitutes from the sanctity of his BMW.
Like other national treasures such as Cho, the Columbine Killers, The Unabomber, the Oklahoma City Bomber, and Osama Bin Laden, Elliot left the world with a 100+ page manifesto auto-biography, video blogs, warning signs, and a month long session of The Blame Game to satisfy the media's appetite for misery.
Also notable is that Elliot was the son of the Hunger Games assistant director Peter Rodger, which not only marks Peter's complete failure as a director (See: Battle Royale) but also his failure as a parent.
Kill Count: 7 Injuries: 13 Weapons of Choice: Knife, Gun, BMW An-Hero: Yes
Elliot was the spawn of an Asian and a Brit, leaving him forever cursed with a small penis. This fact is further cemented by a post he made on the Bodybuilding.com forum just 2 weeks prior to his rampage in regards to average penis length.
Information ascertained from the above post makes it very clear that his inferior penis helped motivate him to end his life and the lives of those who would most certainly laugh at the sight of it.
At a very young age, Elliot was diagnosed with full-blown ass burgers. While this is not always a death sentence as most spergs indulge themselves with non-violent obsessions such as Sanic or My Little Pony, Elliot would instead obsess over his social failures. Throughout school, Elliot would devote himself to his countless embarrassing moments and social inadequacies, most notably his inability to get laid despite being the nicest guy in the whole entire world.
Throughout his manifesto, Elliot recalls such traumatic situations as "hurting his hand on a cactus" and "my parents got a divorce." Internet psychologists agree that these things molded him into the cold blooded killer he would later become.
My Posting Career
Throughout college, instead of going to parties and potentially getting laid, Elliot would spend his time leveling up numerous World of Warcraft characters, being a nuisance on discussion forums, blanking Justin Bieber's Wikipedia article, and filling out dating profiles. He eventually found internet stardom as "The Purifier" on the PUAHate.com forums, a site dedicated to crying about being ripped off by people who offer dating advice.
His earliest internet activity however is on Youtube, where he was the root user of a dozen sock accounts which were dedicated to letting everyone know that "JUSTIN BIEBER IS AN UGLY MONSTER". He would use these sock accounts to spam Bieber videos with this message.
Youtube Highlights
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Why can't you punch them if they are a girl? you a wimp?
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—Elliot Rodger, age 18
Elliot was also active on the Teenspot boards during this time where he would create threads about why nobody wants to date him while reminding women in their own dating threads just how ugly they are. Additionally, he also had dating profiles on OKCupid, Plentyoffish, and Adult Friend Finder where he neglected to post a picture of his shriveled Asian microcock.
20/M Half White, half asian guy :)
OKCupid
Plenty of Fish
After playing the field for a year on the internet, Elliot resigned to a life of MMOs and vandalizing Wikipedia articles. While wiki vandalism is generally considered to be an honorable task for any internet denizen, his methods and targets negate any internet cool points he could have earned for doing so. Elliot's primary targets on Wikipedia were the Footjob and Fellatio articles where he would remove images of the act, some photographer he shared a last name with, blanking the Justin Bieber article, and an article about a bodybuilder for which he might have looked like had he spent a fraction of the time in the gym as he spent on the computer. An interesting note about the bodybuilder article (Aziz Shavershain) is that the date of vandalism coincide with his final attempt to get laid, meaning that after failing to get pussy he started removing images of a person who most clearly has no difficulties with it.
ElliotR1's complete diff history on TOW in case any zealous admin decides to purge it:
Elliot was an avid World of Warcraft player on the Tichondrius server, having multiple characters at level 80. He was so good at WoW that he named himself "TheWowGenius" and spent his non-WoW hours acting like a faggot on WoW forums.
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It kept me from going insane with boredom and depression during my lonely teenage years.
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—Someone send this to Blizzard's PR Department
Elliot would refer to his detractors as "carebears" before winning internet arguments, and would later flaunt his victories because to him it was the next best thing to having sex.
World of Warcraft Forum Highlights
Fuck you furrys
Bump
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Depression
Moar carebears
Shades of Onideus
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In his final year, Elliot found solace in a community devoted to the terminally love-shy whose sole purpose was to cry about the money they lost buying "How to Score" manuals off the internet. These people, who refer to themselves as "Incels", spend their days reminding each other that all women are disgusting, vile, hateful Nehanderthals without grasping the irony.
Over time Elliot became a known and respected member of PUAHate.com under the username "The Purifier". His ideologically preaching posts were encapsulated with so much rage and resentment of the female gender that even the most sexless members of PUAHate bowed before his awe-inspiring virgin presence. Elliot was so well respected that the day after the shootings, the members of the now defunct forum congregated on video chat to lament in how incredible his message was. One member speaking over voice chat with a thick Australian accent was so inspired by Elliot's rampage that he vowed to inflict the same punishment upon his enemies. These acts were never carried out, as it is assumed that he was devoured by spiders.
Elliot's messages were preachy, authoritative, and laced with the hatred that only a virgin who spent his college years playing MMOs could conjure.
In Elliot's final days, he registered on the bodybuilding.com forum identifying himself as 5' 9'' weighing in at a hulking 135 lbs, and immediately began posting his Purifier-esque rants on the site's off-topic forum. He was met with ridicule and eerie predictions that he was to become a serial killer, unbeknownst that he had already finished his plan and was days away from worldwide stardom.
The abuse he received from the site's regular users was so intense that the forum's administration deleted fucking everything the moment news surfaced that he was posting there. Showcasing prolific trolling technique, Elliot informed everyone that they were jealous of his unparalleled beauty, his nice car, superior intelligence, and God-tier gentlemanly behavior. Alas, nobody paid much attention and instead just laughed at his weight for a week straight.
Elliot's Final Words
Rage of the Virgin
After finishing his manifesto and releasing his final youtube vlog, Elliot had high hopes of achieving God-tier status by rubbing off an entire sorority house. His main target was the Alpha Phi sorority, but much in the same way that Harris & Klebold's master plan of turning their school into a crater with homemade bombs failed, Elliot couldn't get them to open the front door so he immediately fell back on plan B, which was shooting everything in sight.
Level 1: Take out your Roomates
This is the tutorial stage, where you learn how to use a knife and stab your three Asian roomates to death while they are distracted by an online Starcraft tournament.
Level 2: Alpha Phi
In this stage you approach the sorority house and attempt to break in by knocking very loudly on the door for three minutes. When none of the residents answer your knocks, you are presented with a choice.
Option A: Break into the home.
Option B: Cry.
If you chose Option A, Elliot will attempt to break into the home by climbing through a window. Unfortunately because of his miniature height, he is unable to reach the first-floor window and during this attempt is apprehended by a police officer resulting in an immediate game over and life in prison. Option B is the only way to proceed with the game, at which point Elliot cries about his failure of a plan and then begins shooting at random people on the sidewalk.
Level 3: The Deli
Elliot hops in his car and drives to the one place where he is certain there will be women - a sandwich shop. Upon arrival he finds that instead of women the place is populated by beaners who took everyone's jerb. With his plan failing for a second time, Elliot opens fire and cries again before driving off to his next destination.
Level 4: Sperg Rage
This is where you can rack up the most points. The stage starts with a 10 minute countdown clock with Elliot behind the wheel mowing down pedestrians like a gangsta and running bicyclists off the road. When the timer reaches 2 minutes, police officers appear and begin returning fire. Once the timer is up, Elliot crashes into a parked car.
Level 5: An-Hero
In this final stage, you have 10 second to punch in the Konami Code before officers drag you out the car and place you under arrest. If you enter the code in time, Elliot is released from his sexless prison and awarded with 72 virgins, not including himself.
My two housemates were nice, but they kept inviting over this friend of theirs named
Chance. He was black boy who came over all the time, and I hated his cocksure attitude. Inevitably, a
vile incident occurred between me and him. I was eating a meal in the kitchen when he came over and
started bragging to my housemates about his success with girls. I couldn’t stand it, so I proceeded to ask them all if they were virgins. They all looked at me weirdly and said that they had lost their virginity long ago. I felt so inferior, as it reminded me of how much I have missed out in life. And then this black boy named Chance said that he lost his virginity when he was only thirteen! In addition, he said that the girl he lost his virginity to was a blonde white girl! I was so enraged that I almost splashed him with my orange juice. I indignantly told him that I did not believe him, and then I went to my room to cry. I cried and cried and cried, and then I called my mother and cried to her on the phone. How could an inferior, ugly black boy be able to get a white girl and not me? I am beautiful, and I am half white myself. I am descended from British aristocracy. He is descended from slaves. I deserve it more. I tried not to believe his foul words, but they were already said, and it was hard to erase from my mind. If this is actually true, if this ugly black filth was able to have sex with a blonde white girl at the age of thirteen while I’ve had to suffer virginity all my life, then this just proves how ridiculous the female gender is. They would give themselves to this filthy scum, but they reject ME? The injustice!
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—Rodger, disgracing the white race.
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August 5th came quickly, and I prepared myself to be in a pleasant mood to meet them. Their names
were Ryan and Angel, and to my dismay they were of Hispanic race. In addition, the two of them were
already friends with each other, which meant that they could possibly gang up against me if any conflicts were to arise. They also seemed like rowdy, low-class types. My first impression of them soured me, but I tried to be pleasant and not show it. The two of them acted cordial to me on the first day, but after observing them for a bit, I had a bad feeling that they would be trouble to live with… And they were to be my housemates for a whole year! When I was alone in my room, I panicked to myself at how dire a situation this was. This was extremely disappointing. I was hoping I would get decent, mature, clean-cut housemates. Instead I got low-class scum. On the second day, they started inviting their equally rowdy friends into my apartment, and we exchanged more small talk. To my indignant surprise, they asked me the question I always dreaded answering: “Are you a virgin?” I admitted that I was a virgin. I always admitted the truth about this. It was my life struggle, and I couldn’t lie about such a thing. They then had the audacity to tell me that they lost their virginity long ago, bragging about all the girls they had slept with. I particularly hated Angel because of his ugly pig-face. How could such an ugly animal have had sexual experiences with girls, and yet I haven’t? What was wrong with this world? I got so angry that I went to my room and punched the wall. They heard me and started laughing.
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—Rodger, disgracing the white race again.
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I came across this Asian guy who was talking to a white girl. The sight of that filled me with rage. I always felt as if white girls thought less of me because I was half-Asian, but then I see this white girl at the party talking to a full-blooded Asian. I never had that kind of attention from a white girl! And white girls are the only girls I’m attracted to, especially the blondes. How could an ugly Asian attract the attention of a white girl, while a beautiful Eurasian like myself never had any attention from them? I thought with rage. I glared at them for a bit, and then decided I had been insulted enough. I angrily walked toward them and bumped the Asian guy aside, trying to act cocky and arrogant to both the boy and the girl. My drunken state got the better of me, and I almost fell over to the floor after a few minutes of this. They said something along the lines that I was very drunk and that I needed to get some water, so I angrily left them and went out to the front yard, where the main partying happened. Rage fumed inside me as I realized that I just walked away from that confrontation, so I rushed back into the house and spitefully insulted the Asian before walking outside again.
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—Rodger, disgracing his own race this time.
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Rodger, agent of vengance
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On one of my very last days as a teenager, as I was sitting at my usual place at the food court outside Domino’s, I saw a sight that shattered my heart to pieces. A tall, blonde, jock-type guy walked into one of the restaurants, and at his side was one of the sexiest girls I had ever seen. She too was tall and blonde. They were both taller than me, and they kissed each other passionately. They made me feel so inferior and worthless and small. I glared at them with intense hatred as I sat by myself in my lonely misery. I could never have a girl like that. The sight was burned into my memory, and it caused a scar that will haunt me forever. When they walked away, I followed them in my car for a few minutes, and when they entered a less inhabited area I opened my window and splashed my iced tea all over them. It was all I could do at the time, but at least it was something. At least I made some effort to fight back against the injustice. I felt sick with hatred that night. The hatred boiled inside me with burning vitriol.
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—More drink splashing
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Even more drink splashing
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On one of the days in July, when I was roaming around Girsh Park, a group of popular college kids
arrived to play kickball in the fields. They all looked like typical fraternity jocks, tall and muscular. The kind of guys I’ve hated and envied all my life. With them came a flock of beautiful blonde girls, and they looked like they were having so much fun playing together. One of the girls did a handstand in the grass, and her sexy bare stomach showed as her shirt hung down. All of the girls were scantily clad. Rage boiled inside me as I watched those people who thought they were better than me enjoying their pleasurable little lives together. The rage was so intense that I couldn’t take it. I was insulted too much. I couldn’t leave them without getting some form of revenge, so I drove to the nearby K-mart, bought a super-soaker, filled it up with orange juice that I bought at the same store, and drove back to the park. They were still there, having the time of their lives, and I wanted to ruin it for them. I wanted to ruin their fun just like they ruined mine, as they would never accept me among them. I screamed at them with rage as I sprayed them with my super soaker. When the boys started to yell and chase after me, I quickly got into my car and drove away. I was giddy with ecstatic, hate-fueled excitement. I wished I could spray boiling oil at the foul beasts. They deserved to die horrible, painful deaths just for the crime of enjoying a better life than me.
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—Rodger, taking throwing his drink at people like a bitch up a notch
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Rodger, autistic stranger to human emotion
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A dark and ominous aura clouded over our friendship that day. When the two of us got back to
James’s house, I was still seething with rage. I didn’t understand why James wasn’t angry like me. The sight that we just witnessed was horrible to watch. To see another male be successful with females is torture for males like us who have no success with females. I was so angry that I told James of all of the acts of revenge I wanted to exact on those popular boys. I told him my desire to flay them alive, to strip the skins off their flesh and make them scream in agony as punishment for living a better life than me. James became deeply disturbed by my anger. I wished that he wasn’t disturbed. I wished he could be a friend that felt the same way about the world that I did. But he wasn’t that kind of person. He was a weakling.
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—How Rodger lost his last friend by being a creepy psycho.
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Rodger reads "The Secret" beginning his obsession with trying to win the lottery with his mind.
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By the time I moved in, the jackpot had finally risen over $100 million. This was the moment of truth. I had been waiting all summer for this to happen. Overcome with trepidation, I spent the next week in my new room, meditating and visualizing winning the lottery very soon. I could feel the excitement I would feel once I see the six numbers on my ticket match the numbers that would be drawn. I imagined myself jumping up and down with joy once my victory was confirmed.
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—Rodger, trying to control reality itself with his amazing brain powers
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It did not work.
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Eventually, some partiers climbed up onto the ledge. They were all obnoxious, rowdy boys whom I’ve always despised. A couple of pretty girls came up and talked to them, but not to me. They all started socializing right next to me, and none of the girls paid any attention to me. I rose from my chair and tried to act arrogant and cocky toward them, throwing insults at everyone. They only laughed at me and started insulting me back. That was the last straw, I had taken enough insults that night. A dark, hate-fueled rage overcame my entire being, and I tried to push as many of them as I could from the 10-foot ledge. My main target was the girls. I wanted to punish them for talking to the obnoxious boys instead of me. It was one of the most foolish and rash things I ever did, and I almost risked everything in doing it, but I was so drunk with rage that I didn’t care. I failed to push any of them
from the ledge, and the boys started to push me, which resulted in me being the one to fall onto the
street. When I landed, I felt a snap in my ankle, followed by a stinging pain. I slowly got up and found that I couldn’t even walk. I had to stumble, and stumble I did. I tried to get away from there as fast as I could.
As I stumbled a few yards down Del Playa with my shattered leg, I realized that someone had stolen
my Gucci sunglasses that my mother had given me. I loved those sunglasses, and had to get them back. I vehemently turned around and staggered back towards the party. At that point, I was so drunk that I
forgot where the party was, and ended up walking onto the front yard of the house next to it,
demanding to know who took my sunglasses. The people in this house must have been friends with the
ones I previously fought with, for they greeted me with vicious hostility. They called me names like
“faggot” and “pussy”, typical things those types of scumbags would say. A whole group of the obnoxious brutes came up and dragged me onto their driveway, pushing and hitting me. I wanted to fight and kill them all. I managed to throw one punch toward the main attacker, but that only caused them to beat me even more. I fell to the ground where they started kicking me and punching me in the face. Eventually, some other people from the street broke up the fight. I managed to have the strength to stand up and stagger away.
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—The final straw before he goes crazy, Rodger tries to murder a bunch of chicks and gets his ass handed to him.
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The plan
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