Sam Mason was happy making a secure password he'd end up storing on a piece of paper or something... Except she wasn't really Sam Mason, but Samantha Mason. Rule 1 she had put in her name SamanthaMason, Rule 2 she put in her age of 6, and then Rule 3 ended up green and now there was a wee wee in her shorts. "Mommy!" Sam called out a little scared and as Sam's young mother of 28 came in Sam continued "I need help!"
Sam's mother went to the computer screen not paying attention to her new son instead of a daughter and said "Hm... got a little lucky with that 3rd rule... but..." a 9 was typed in front of the 6 and Sam had whiplash as decades was forced into his body making Sam feel tired and wrinkly, and then another 9 was typed, and another, and another, and an 8... SamMason699998... Sandra's mind hurt for a second... She stared outside as she was completing this password as a way to see if she could figure out what kind of man her... Ancestor was as a school assignment. When you went back nearly 700,000 years you stopped keeping track of the Greats. The dumb guy probably didn't even ever imagine the view from up here could be so... boring... You look out at some void with some star clusters in the distance once you saw them all... Sandra would continue this password starting with Rule 5