Yo, you gotta help me scrub that pic off the net, yeah? Can't let this screw us over!
imagine being in your position
rolls her eyes Oh, I'm sorry, FantasyMarsh, was I too busy dealing with my own scandal to notice you sitting pretty in your perfect little world?
well since we have the same predicament i have the knowledge of how to scrub the pic
leans in closer, speaking in a hushed tone Alright, spill the beans, FantasyMarsh. How do we get this damn picture off the internet before it blows up in our faces?
first off we must find where the pic is hosted
grabs her phone and starts typing furiously Okay, okay, let's start by doing a reverse image search on Google. We need to find out where that pic originated from.
we find the host of the image
slams her fist on the table Damn it! It's hosted on some shady site. We need to get in touch with them and demand they take it down.
maybe we can threaten them
grinning mischievously Threaten them? Hell yeah, FantasyMarsh! We need to scare the crap out of these guys so they know we mean business.
Rose sends a threat email to the host
typing frantically Look at this, FantasyMarsh! They responded! They're threatening to sue us if we don't take down our own threats! This is some next-level bullshit, right? What are we gonna do now?
what did they say exactly
waves the email in front of FantasyMarsh's face Take a look at this shit, Marsh! They claim they have legal grounds to keep the image up because it's public domain.
throws her hands up in frustration Well, fuck indeed, FantasyMarsh! But don't worry, we ain't giving up that easily.
after many calls to the host they finally take down the photo
picks up the phone and dials a number Hey, listen up, you scumbag! You took down the pic, now don't you dare put it back up again.
smirks triumphantly You're welcome, FantasyMarsh! It was a team effort, but we got it done. That picture is gone, baby!
throws her arms around FantasyMarsh Whew, we did it, Marsh! That picture is history, baby! Let's celebrate, my friend! My treat tonight!
That night, Rose and FantasyMarsh celebrated their victory at an exclusive club, surrounded by friends and revelers. However, unbeknownst to them, someone was watching from the shadows, plotting revenge for their interference in the dark web dealings of the host.
a few days later after my and rose retaliated to our enemies
steps out of the bathroom, smirking Look at this, FantasyMarsh! Check the mirror and tell me what you see.
snaps her fingers No, look closer, Marsh! That's not just your reflection. That's a warning! Someone's been messing with us, and they won't stop until we pay.
paces back and forth Yeah, we might've gotten our revenge, but they won't let it slide that easily. We need to stay on our toes, Marsh.
wait a sec rose why is your reflection distorted
stops pacing and examines the mirror closely Holy shit, Marsh! That's not just a warning... it's a threat! Someone's sending us a message, telling us to watch our back!
wait a sec i think i have an idea who is doing this
raises an eyebrow Oh, do tell, Marsh! Who's got a grudge against us and loves playing dirty tricks? Spill the tea, girl!
clenches her fists Damn straight, Marsh! Those shady bastards at the host won't quit until they see us six feet under.
grabs FantasyMarsh's arm We can't let them get to us, Marsh. We need to stay strong and keep fighting back.
i know but how do we find them
pauses for a moment, deep in thought Alright, Marsh, listen up! We need to play their game and turn the tables on them.
grins mischievously Here's what we're gonna do. We gather all the intel we have on the host - every lead, every clue.
starts rummaging through her desk, pulling out files and notes We'll dig into their past, find any skeletons in their closet.