I start by putting the person on /ignore to help me dissociate myself from the idea that this PC is actually a person sitting behind a computer. Then I like to reflect on how awful my life is and how much of a man I wish I could be, how envious and jealous I am of all my internet peers. At this point I'm usually welling up and my eyes are full of salty tears while my hands are trembling, I like to help relieve this by slamming my thick leg like arms against the walls in pitiful attempts at breaking the paper thin dry wall which does nothing to stop the sounds of my mom and her latest plenty-of-fish boyfriend embracing eachother in an experience I myself will never be able to have. At this point the sounds of my mom being ploughed are unbarable and I can only drown out the jealousy with the sound of Hatsune Miku mixed with the looting of another players coin. I make my move, satisfaction is gaurantee because I never fight people who don't con 4 levels under with a massive gear disadvantage, or the ability to abuse some faction I spent weeks working on. I cum.
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