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Everyone knows the crowd are all paid actors, but did you know the chat is all paid commenters too? I can prove it - all the other paid commenters in chat will also post this
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What happened to this ad? :(
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Kripp and his tiny peckerwood
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Omg Kripp... I remember seeing you in the hallways during school. I remember seeing your zipper down and I kept eyeing you tiny peckerwood. You always had the cutest grin. Please call me (205-069-1337) and find me. I will always love you. ~Eddy Pepperino (not wearing any panties atm).
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Kripp
This is Mordeβs mom
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Hi David, this is Mordeβs mom. I noticed you havenβt been picking my son for your team in gym class. Morde has been having a really tough time since his dad and I split up, and it doesnβt make it easy on him when you reroll and say, βWeβre never taking Morde.β I think you should take a hard look at yourself in the mirror and think how it would feel if someone said that about you. Morde has phantom synergy, knight synergy, and he can hit 2 units! Why donβt you try being a bit more inclusive?
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dogdog
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Worst Matchup
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Worst Matchup: Warrior β Shaman β Priest β Rogue β Druid β Warlock β Hunter β Mage β Paladin β
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Kripp
MOM I NEED V-BUCKS
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βοΈβ OK MOM ββοΈWE NEED TO TALK π‘π€ I NEED V-BUCKS ππ΅ I'VE MADE STRAIGHT A'S ππ€¨ I'VE CLEANED MY ROOM π«π€¬ I'VE TAKEN OUT THE TRASH ποΈπ« I CUT THE CATS ASSHOLE HAIR ππ NOW I NEED YOU π§π TO BUY ME V-BUCKS ππ₯ I'VE GOTTA SHOW π€―π€¬ MY CLOUT ON FORTNITE π₯ππ― NOW I'LL BE IN BED π΄π€ BY NINE BECAUSE IT'S A SCHOOL NIGHT πππΈ
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Fortnite
You will never be a crewmate
You will never be a crewmate. You have no purpose on this ship, you have no tasks, you have no mini games to play. You are an impostor twisted into a crude mockery of crewmatery.
All the validation you get is two-faced and halfhearted. In emergency meetings people call you sus. The other players are disgusted and ashamed of you, your friends laugh at your sussy appearance in ghost chat.
Crewmates are utterly repulsed by you. Thousands of games have allowed crewmates to identify impostors with incredible efficiency. Even impostors who fake tasks act uncanny and suspicious to a crewmate. Your jumping in vents is a dead giveaway. And even if you manage to get a crewmate to electrical with you, he'll turn tail and use the emergency button the second he gets the suspicion that you sabotaged.
You will never be a winner. You wrench out a fake task every single game and tell yourself it is going to be a win, but deep inside you feel the depression creeping up like a weed, ready to crush you under the unbearable weight.
Eventually it will be too much to bear - people will vote you out for being sus and will plunge you into the cold abyss. Your parents will report your body, heartbroken but relieved that they no longer have to live with the unbearable shame and disappointment. They will eject you with a headstone marked with your birth tag, and every passerby for the rest of eternity will know an impostor is drifting there. Your body will decay and go back to the dust, and all that will remain of your legacy is a skeleton that is unmistakably sus.