>>11At night while the moon looks out from the ragged clouds, in the middle of forest there is clearing.
A shrine where people in black robes chant "Encapsulation","Inheritance", "Polymorphism".
The is smell of burning, old Sepples books. Soon the world will know their fate.
A hooded figure smirks meta-ironically as the cult prepares another draft of C++ Standard. Chanting intensifies, colored flames reach up to the tree tops. The ground is shaking with hadean fury, as if the nature of the world is being violated.
The reckless cultists draw forbidden(and deprecated) runes in the ground. Lustrous, thick beams emanate from the earth - corrupted pixels appear to glow in the trees. The cultists chant in unison with wicked, knowing smiles "DA STANDARD, DA STANDARD, PRAISE THE DA STANDARD".