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Then the scream comes over voice: ‘GUYS, HELP!’ By the time we reach him? His body’s already burning, enemy players tea-bagging his ashes.
When he dies, he rages — mic peaking, desk slamming, once even screamed so hard it crashed another friend’s PC. That guy almost called the cops on him.
Despite it all, we keep playing. Why? Maybe it’s the thrill. Maybe it’s the rage-fueled moans when he yells ‘OH GOD THEY’RE ON ME!’ Maybe, deep down, we like chasing after his lifeless body.
Best chaotic duo partner you’ll ever have — just be ready to clean up his mess… and maybe his keyboard, too.