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/vg/'s Big Prize (0)

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This fucking piece of shit game, Jesus fuck. I can't believe I spent actual fucking money on this overhyped trash. God dammit, this fag snipes me again I swear to--

*PEW*

OH MY FUCKING FUCK THAT CHEAP SON OF A DICK.

*Knock knock*

/vg/: 'Hey man, you in there?'

Oh fan-nipple-fisting-tastic, it's this fag.

/v/: 'THE FUCK DO YOU WANT, /VG/?'

/vg/: 'I got something to show you, open up.'

Urgh, and now I have to stand up. I walk over to the door and throw it open to see /vg/ standing in his stupid fucking helmet with a shit eating grin, hands behind his back.

/vg/: 'I won this in the Counterstrike tournament. Check it.'

He thrusts forward a golden rabbit. Looks more like chocolate than a trophey. In fact--

I reach forward and snap off the ear, tossing it aside and fixing him a glare.

/vg/: 'Alright, so it isn't real gold. Still, I won!'

He stands, hands on hips, hit shit-eating grin only growing.

I hate this fag so fucking much. It pains me to know I have any connection to him.

/v/: 'So what, asshole? I bet there was only one other guy.'

/vg/: 'Two, actually.'

/v/: 'That's not a tournament, dick-nose. that's you pretending you have friends by luring guys into playing vidya with you with promises of free food. Like the last four times.'

He lowers his head and shuffles his feet.

/vg/: '... It still counts for somethin'.'

/v/: 'It really doesn't. You were bunny-hopping again, too, weren't you?'

/vg/: 'No! I was sniping.'

THAT FUCKING COCK-FACE.

/v/: 'OH, ALRIGHT THEN. FOR WHATEVER REASON I THOUGHT FOR A SECOND THERE YOU WERE PLAYING SOMETHING THAT REQUIRED THOUGHT OR TALENT. SILLLY ME, I FORGOT YOU WERE A COWARDLY, CHEAP MOTHERFUCKER WHO COULDN'T PLAY A TWITCH SHOOTER TO SAVE HIS LIFE.'

I slam the door in his face. I am so sick of that little ass-hat feeling the need to come here every-fucking-time he does anything.

/vg/: 'Fuck you, /v/! I'm MLG!'

I feel my head throbbing with anger, every inch of my being telling me to go out there and stomp his smug face in.

But, I don't. I play the bigger man and sit down to play some vidya, it's always calming. Let the brat think what he wants.

Alright, just log into the server and--

*PEW*

FUCKING KILL-STEALING SMEGMA-MONKEY--
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