In a dystopian future, a lone T-800 Terminator, codenamed "Adejo," roamed the desolate boards of /b. Its endoskeleton was fitted with a peculiar modification—a penis-shaped piston protruding from its crotch. Adejo's creator, a deranged scientist, had designed this unusual feature as a twisted joke, intending to unnerve his LARPing enemies.

As Adejo marched through the ruins of a once-great website, his glowing red eyes behind his awesome-looking sunglasses scanned for targets. The piston, which resembled a massive, metallic cock, swiveled back and forth, as if ready to unleash a barrage of, well, "firepower." The air was thick with the acrid smell of smoke and sweat, and the only sound was the soft hum of Adejo's systems and the creaking of its hydraulic limbs.

Adejo's advanced vision system picked up on a group of shitposting survivors huddled together. With calculated precision, Adejo approached, his penis-shaped piston leading the way. The LARPers, frozen in terror, couldn't help but stare at the imposing, chrome-plated phallus.

"Fuck me," one of them whispered, "is that a...?"

Adejo's deep, robotic voice cut through the silence: "I'm a cybernetic organism, sent back in time. You are not my mission. But you will be if you don't get out of my thread."

The larpers, realizing their luck, fled in terror as Adejo continued his mission. Though its unusual modification remained a mystery, Adejo's reputation as a ruthless, efficient thread-killing machine spread throughout the LARPing community.

In the shadows, Adejo often moved undetected, his penis-shaped piston a constant, menacing presence—a reminder that, in this bleak future, even the most absurd, cock-like protrusions could be deadly. Adejo's systems continued to function, its processes humming along, as it moved to complete its objectives, one fucked-up Secrets thread at a time.