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Masem, aka Masem J. Mouse (Powerword Michael K. Neylon) has a PhD in chemical engineering from the University of Michigan. And used to call himself "Masem the Great and Almighty Thermodynamics GOD". And works for a company in Tacoma, Washington, that makes fuel cells. And has published scientific papers on the subject.

Masem has been on Wikipedia since 2006. He has been an administrator on Wikipedia since 2007.

And he is also obsessed with:

Pinky And The Brain [1][2]
Animaniacs [3][4]
gaming, especially Okami
Furries (having attended several "Further Confusion" and Seattle Furrymania conventions)
Most recently, he has become a major figure in the horrifying world of bronies. Yessir, both a furfag and a ponyfag at once. Suck it, Doctor Who.
He has helped to organize BronyCon, and drew pony figures for the attendees.[5][6]

Yes, he has worked on all the MLP-related articles. Yes, he has tried to get "Good Article" awards for them, along with articles about Pinky And The Brain and Animaniacs cartoons. Otherwise he's a semi-competent vandalism patroller and death to Twinkies.

Mr. Neylon has imagined himself as a cartoon mouse, named (oh yeah fuckers) Masem J. Mouse. Who is made of wax and can be cut up and reassembled. And doesn't mind being chewed and eaten, or used as a hockey puck. And who likes to have sex with shemale furries.

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Mr. Neylon owns a private website. It appears to be blank, however if you Google-fu a bit, you will find a massive personal subsite thereon, run by his equally-awkward friend Andrew "Kinkyturtle" Mutchler, who drew the cartoons shown on this page. Mutchler is also a big fat brony, judging by his Livejournal. There are a few photos of Neylon buried in Mutchler's massive "cartoon trip diaries" archive.

Michael Neylon IS Wikipedia.

Wonderful fanfic

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Pinky: [shocked a bit] Drugged?! But how?

Brain: The local law enforcement office found traces of a strong chemical concoction within their meals, apparently added after the maid served them.

Pinky: [somewhat disguisted] (Poit!) Wouldn't the stable lads have tasted something funny in their food?

Brain: No, Pinky, it is a well known fact that nothing can be done to give English cooking any taste whatsoever. To continue…

[Cut back to flashback, narrated by Brain]

Brain: The maid turned to the stall where Silver Daze was normally kept, and saw that it was empty. She ran outside to find Striker and saw, in the moonlight, the figure of a man, whom she believed to be Striker, chasing a horse across country.

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Yeah, we stopped reading long before that part.