Masculine
28
October 19
Sootopolis City
Bisexual
N/A
N/A
I picked the stitches, now I can't stop bleeding
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Adrian Malcolm
blumpkin spice [c]
POSTED ON Jun 22, 2020 23:00:02 GMT
"I used to be pretty good," he said with no small hint of pride. He recalled late nights playing the older iterations of the game, getting drunkards to cuss and swear when he beat them, and spewing his own obscenities when he lost... Good times; simpler times. Would that he could go back and relive some of those memories. Instead they'd be trying to make some new ones. Adrian cast a weary glance Noah's way. "Don't you start backseat gaming on me, man, I hate that," he warned testily. "I'm not a fan of their newer games. I stopped playing them for multiplayer years ago." The game menu launched, and he queued into matchmaking for Free For All, something of a personal favorite. The game loaded in and the countdown to start began. 3... 2... 1! Adrian immediately assaulted the controller with input, sprinting into the nearest enemy by exploiting the sound of their footsteps, peppering them with his equipped submachine gun before... well, somehow dying first despite getting the first hit. Somehow every bullet of his after the first few missed their hitbox, much to his chagrin. Rrrgh."That's what I hate about this game; First hit, I'm using the gun in its proper range, but he just blasts me because of ridiculous recoil and flinch..." He wears a disgruntled pout before he respawns, sprinting into the nearest enemy once more and succeeding in killing them, though his screen goes all red with jam from the damage he took. "Fuckin' noob," he remarks, putting them on blast for losing to him with a shotgun out. Am I being too toxic...? ...Nah, it's Call of Duty. A classy albeit distanced cat.noah faber
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