Imagine a huge, f****ing sigh. The type of sigh one may present in the following situation:
You’re playing online.
On a high wave; Zombie survival game. Highest you’ve ever been.
About 4 hours, of non-stop game play has elapsed.
It’s you, one of your good friends and then two random guys. (average players no real talent)
But its cool, these two guys have acknowledged your mad zombie killing skills.
So they respect you.
They appreciate you.
But you just don’t give a f***!
So you troll these guys! Whenever they go down and need reviving, you tea bag them. But you occasionally do revive them, like they say, “treat them mean, keep them keen.”
There’s non-stop banter between the four of you, but its all good, even though these two guys are being trolled they love it! They’re laughing so hard; everyone is having a good time.
Your now on WAVE 105, things are crazy, zombies are spawning rapidly, they’re stronger and faster, you’re constantly struggling for ammo. Team play now is essential.
You’re at that stage now where, soon as a new wave starts, the two random dudes are, already dead and won’t be spawning till the next wave. Shit just got real!
If the game ended now those two will have no regrets. Its wave 105! That’s a goddamn accomplishment; it would go on record for everyone to view. But for you and your friends it’s not enough!
YOU WANT TO RANK #1 IN THE WORLD!
Because you’re a zombie slaying killing machine, and you know it!!
Via the headset, Your like “ We have a situation”
The two random dudes reply, all startled “Whats wrong!?”
You answer, “ Oh Shit! Forgot all about you two! YYou’reboth still here!?”
They reply, but you don’t register what they say because it was rhetorical and this is a “situation”.
So your mate responds! “I’m just in lobby am heading down the staircase, should be where you are, is the path clear!?”
There’s literally a 2 seconds pause before you reply… and in those 2 seconds, in your head you silently say to yourself… “I said we have a situation, not where the f*** are you!!!”
You just want to burst out “I SAID WE HAVE A MO****f***ing! SITUATION!”
But the situation is dire there isn’t a moment to waste on technicality; pressure is on for the both of you. You feel as though you may never make it to wave 106.
Now the situation:
Around 11pm, you had pizza delivered to your couch, its been 4 hours, and vigorous gameplay increase metabolism.
(it does, it’s a known fact, just take my word for it. You don’t even have to go the gym you can work out using your controller. Just go read unlimited resolve’s posts, he’s doing a fitness programme, don’t know what for he’s still fat! Anyway!)
Anyway this the Holy devil fruit of shits! And the Mera-Mera no Mi wants to come out!!!
You can’t leave! Its live game play!
Your mate won’t survive, alone!
But he immediately understands the situation. (Things get super dramatic)
“JUST GO! I’ll COVER YOU!”
“NO! NOO! I CANT JUST LEAVE YOU!”
“GODDAMIT! JUST GO! I SAID I GOT THIS!
“THERES WAY TOO MANY! YOU WONT SURVIVE!”
“DON’T MAKE ME SAY IT AGAIN!
YOU’LL JUST HURT MY PRIDE!
NOW GO! AND DON’T LOOK BACK!”
“FUCK! FUCK FUUUUUCK!!!!
ILL BE RIGHT BACK DON’T YOU DARE DIE ON ME!
DO YOU HEAR ME!!!!?”
So you get up rapidly, your ass feels weird, its sort of numb, As you dash to the bathroom, you look back at your TV screen one last time and you faintly hear your partner say “ I wont…”
Bare in mind this is WAVE 105! It’s intense and when you’re at such a high wave you automatically develop an unexplainable psychic mental bond thingy, between each other…
So you know right there and then he shed a tear! So you shed a tear! All the while the other two are hugging a pillow crying their eyes out yelling “we love you” down their headsets.
You take your headset with you, but as your draw close to the bathroom the signal weakens, there’s distortion in what your hearing, you can just barely make out what he’s screaming “D…I.E…You…Zom…b..Ie….Co..c…..S..u…k….r….DIEEEE….ahh…AHHHHH…..Fuc…znzxhksadefwj……” There are gunshots and you just can’t make out the rest.
You have the most painful and quickest shit of all your life and you hurry back! You’re anxious! You’re scared! As you get closer, the distortion in your headset clears….
When you get there, your too late… you see the end game screen….
And that’s when you let out that SIGH….
THAT’S THE SIGH I AM TALKING ABOUT!!!
So anyway what was I sighing? Oh yeah, I was just thinking out loud, reminiscing the good old days when I had a life. Waking up when ever I felt, wearing the same t-shirt I’ve worn all month, not having to answer to anyone. I can stay up all night and watch all my favourite programmes, read manga, and occasionally play videos games, which I don’t play much since I have a personality change during intense gaming. But now I literally have no life!
Can you believe from the date of this post there are FOUR, new walking dead episodes!!! SEASON 5 has started!!!
And I am FOUR episodes behind! Can’t find the time to watch it… oh Carl…
Am I the only one who find them funny…
Anyway better finish up….