hey, sorry I saw your profile and I just thought you looked cute in your picture, I really wanted to tell you that)) It's really rare to see girls playing video games haha! I don't know why its a guy thing honestly im like really against misogyny and like ill be the one in the kitchen making sandwiches. We should really play l4d2 sometime its a really cool zombie game with a lot of scary moments, but don't worry ill be there to protect you ;) sorry that wasnt flirting I swear Im just trying to be friendly I really like your profile picture sorry was that too far? Really sorry i'm really shy I don't go out much haha add me on skype we should talk more you look really nice and fun xxx

-REP
chud

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+Rep I quiver as I put digital words to this electronic page. This... thing... is... not... human. When you step into a lobby with them, you are immediately overcome with a debilitating sense of overwhelming power. Of power alien to you. You scream, but your voice makes no sound. You try to click, but your fingers won't move. You try to close your eyes, but they're stuck staring at the screen. The feeling this thing evokes can only be understood through a Japanese idiomatic expression: "猫に小判" - "gold coins to a cat." You can barter, cry, beg, and run, but they are indifferent to your pitiful human negotiations. They simply do not care. They play the game for themselves. You realize you are food. You try to cry, but no tears come out.

+Rep will sacrifice everything to bring you down. Don't... look... behind... you. He's breathing down your neck. He will beat you at your own game. This methuselah has surpassed human want and taken steps toward self-actualization. Nirvana is achievable in one lifetime, and this demagogue is knock knock knocking at its door. He makes the devil cry. If he's on your team, he's an angel. If he's on the other team, you're in hell brother.

+Rep genius who acts as a puppet master during the match. Don't mess with this guy.