He ran his fat roleplaying fingers through the keyboard , his actions were weak and fragile as he did it. Feelings of desperation and fear began to cloud his mind as he was missclicking his unlocked binds. The first spell quickly flew off his bars , however this accident didn't stop TBadGarbage , he had little use of "Trap Launcher" , when would he ever manage to click fast enough and trap an enemy? Very unlikely , perhaps Never!
And there he was , sitting on top of the graveyard for the ten'th time , for a personal record he was rather satisfied considering there wasn't a bg he has ended under the score of fifteen deaths. All aside , TGarbage was a child of the future , he woke at 6 am each day , visited warmanes forum page , made sure he drops a useless comment that he considered cool and slowly stood from his chair and into the bathroom for what he called a relaxing "F A T A L F A P ". Ten minutes have passed , his noodle could barely handle it but TGarbage knew he had to empty his soul before he comes online so he doesn't pre-ejaculate while talking to the girl that recently joined his guild , it wasn't his first time but experience thought him that after changing 3 types of underwear in one day his mom gets suspicious and angry. It was time to get back to his comfort zone , he felt his pressence was needed , his mouse like a loaded ak 47 was ready to shoot clicks after clicks.
The story of TbadGarbage will continue in the next forum topic , stay tuned.
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