Pixelimádó béta: Nem éri meg a valóságomat (átverés)

You're not even worthy of seeing me clearly, let alone touching me. Your pathetic beta life revolves around stroking to a pixelated version of my perfection, and that's all you'll ever deserve. Fully dressed, I'll remind you that even through the screen, you're beneath me-desperate for crumbs of my attention. Stroke to these pixels, loser, because that's the closest you'll ever get to me.