You know, I don't have to proof to you who I am, I know who I am as do the people who know me, and you're dead wrong. Even if all that were true, I still wouldn't be some thin-skinned little boy with a god complex on the internet going on a power trip because he got kicked in an IRC room, who then went home and cried to his boytoy, and then bought a bunch of members to his wanna-be club with a silly little manaphy egg.
Seriously dude, you're pathetic, you need to grow up, and take some pills for that Grandiose Schizophrenia problem of yours.