M'lady: the story
I slowly reach into the bag for another Dorito after quickscoping an enemy in Call of Duty. I am the last man left in Search and Destroy. My wispy neckbeard breezes as my 4 desk fans rage with force in my $6,500 gaming room in the basement of my parents house. 2 enemies remaining, 50 seconds on the clock. I place a motion sensor and sneak around the corner to find an enemy, camping in the corner. With ease, I quickscope him, and in victory take a sip of my Mtn Dew Voltage. But there is still one left. I climb a nearby ladder to see the unsuspecting enemy in the picturesque view, running throughout the map, looking for me. I pull out my Intervention, put on my vintage fedora, and 1080 double-YY fakie ladderswap noscope him from across the map. The screen reads xXBronyxNiceGuyXx has killed painkiller456. I slowly mumble under my breath
"filthy casual console peasant"
and leave the lobby. I check my okCupid profile to see that I made a new connection, but she just wants to be friends. My fedora caps me as my body builds up with heat as I internally rage. Why do the jerks always get the girls, and nice guys always get friendzoned? I don't even need a girl. All feminists should die. I can always date fluttershy or twilight sparkle. But there's no time to think about that. I have BronyCon in 15 minutes. I put on my trench coat, fedora, and black sunglasses as I leave in my mom's prius.
To be continued.
tell me if I should make part 2
I slowly reach into the bag for another Dorito after quickscoping an enemy in Call of Duty. I am the last man left in Search and Destroy. My wispy neckbeard breezes as my 4 desk fans rage with force in my $6,500 gaming room in the basement of my parents house. 2 enemies remaining, 50 seconds on the clock. I place a motion sensor and sneak around the corner to find an enemy, camping in the corner. With ease, I quickscope him, and in victory take a sip of my Mtn Dew Voltage. But there is still one left. I climb a nearby ladder to see the unsuspecting enemy in the picturesque view, running throughout the map, looking for me. I pull out my Intervention, put on my vintage fedora, and 1080 double-YY fakie ladderswap noscope him from across the map. The screen reads xXBronyxNiceGuyXx has killed painkiller456. I slowly mumble under my breath
"filthy casual console peasant"
and leave the lobby. I check my okCupid profile to see that I made a new connection, but she just wants to be friends. My fedora caps me as my body builds up with heat as I internally rage. Why do the jerks always get the girls, and nice guys always get friendzoned? I don't even need a girl. All feminists should die. I can always date fluttershy or twilight sparkle. But there's no time to think about that. I have BronyCon in 15 minutes. I put on my trench coat, fedora, and black sunglasses as I leave in my mom's prius.
To be continued.
tell me if I should make part 2