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I've had enough (RANT)

Grandpa_Crack_Pipe
Grandpa_Crack_Pipe Member Posts: 3,306
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You know, I used to be a nice guy. I'd wake up at 9 in the morning, mow my lawn, eat all my wheaties, wave goodbye to the Survivors across the street as they went off to their maintenance job, the works.

We've had a good rapport, them and I.

I'd slow down if I was stomping. I'd leave the unhooked guy to run off. I'd give the last survivor hatch.. I was a nice killer. In fact, I dare say i'm being humble when I say I was the best killer.

UNTIL 𝕀 𝕋 HAPPENED.

I was just strolling along, minding my own business, and I see this survivor over by the exit gate. I see he's about to leave. I hoist my machete onto my shoulder and wave.

"Hey, Jake, have a good one out there!"

And then he turns to look at me.

I see it-- his cold, dead eyes, devoid of kindness and life, blacker than the deepest void, a dark night devoid of stars and light. He locks eyes with me. He reaches up, fingers clutched around the cold metal of an iridescent key.

He smiles. Lips moving to a breathless whisper, carried by the dead winds of the forest.

"𝐄𝐙"

He hits the CTRL key once. I clutch at my chest, body wracked with agony. Twice, sending me crashing onto the ground, desperately trying to look away. A third time.. darkness begins to overtake my vision. The last thing I see before it all goes black is Jake, merrily sauntering off into the night.

I used to be a nice guy.

But I woke up in that Lery's hospital bed a changed killer. The Doctor tried to stop me, told me I needed more rest-- but he knew. A reckoning was coming.

Clad in my blackest trenchcoat and strongest perks, I knew there was to be no peace. I could see it in all their eyes-- the tbags, the clicky clicks. Just having fun with their friends? Ha, I knew better. Survivors don't have friends-- just tournament members. Solo queuer? Just a SWFer waiting to send the invite. 15 hours in the game? An obvious smurf account. These damned, filthy survivors were all the same, so i'd treat them all the same. Hope you're proud of yourselves, 'cause this is the unstoppable beast of your creation.

No more Mr. Nice Killer.

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