Belligerent and embattled, Mr. Fischer rose from the cold coffin that is his bed. Dusting off his Case Hardened AK-47 (Blue Gem by the way), he put on his thick, battered spectacles. "They will rue this day!" he yelled, stumbling to his feet. After boosting through downtown in his Titanium White Fennec at breakneck speeds, flipping through stop lights, ignoring the signs, a glint of hope appeared on the horizon, just across the Overpass. He couldn't tell if it was a Mirage or not, but nevertheless he endured to his final destination. Hugo, apoplectic and silent as usual, waved to Mr. Fischer, scanned his badge and allowed him to pass freely through the gates into the nuclear power plant. Peaking through credit card and ensuring he wasn't secretly seen, Mr. Fischer stumbled through M-INI, checking each corner faithfully so as to not be caught twirling his knife in a classified and weapon's free area. Traversing through hut and lobby, ignoring the DrillTimeZz MVP Award in Trophy, and going down romp (trying his damnedest not to enter the most dangerous of hells) he arrived in an open room. A few boxes here and there, a small silo in the middle with two windows overlooking he hears the faintest beeping noise. "It's DEFINITELY A." His instincts engage and he clamors to find his footing. Sprinting through the decontamination room, he notices a giant vent on the left side of the hall. Breaking through it, as only massive German men can, he runs to the ladder, climbs halfway up, falls, then climbs up again. Franticly searching for the source of the noise, he sees a friendly compatriot, defuse kit in hand, nervously circling the two silos in the middle. "What are you doing MEES?" he shouts. "IT MUST HAVE BEEN B," MEES responds terrified and confused. They look at each other intently, realizing there is no escape, hold each other face to face when they hear "Bomb defused.

Why it was Drilly of course, who had somehow snuck up on all 5 enemies, all of whom seemed to be watching the same angle collectively. He had pulled out his scout, flicked precisely 32 times, 6 of these shots connecting to the enemies, after which he had pulled out his buttplugs. An awkward daggers vs SMG fight erupted as the bomb continued to beep. Surely enough, soon Drilly would (somehow) find himself in a 1v1 situation, wherein 5 more flicks and 3 knife pulls secured the dub confidently. With a calm mind and a calmer voice, he awaited trembling and utterly unaware teammates' cries of surprise and sheer shock over the transpired events. Of course Drilly would never be given credit, and his aloofness would only ever go on to be mocked, rather than respected. Existence was tragic for Drilly, he was cursed to clutch, without ever getting appraisal or even mere acknowledgement of his prestigious achievements. He knew that despite his best efforts, he would live in Lowkey-A-gon's shadow, for the rest of his CS-GO career. A deep sigh escaped his mouth, and despair had struck once more. Collecting the mental strength to play another game, Drilly cried out; "Can we please play a game of Cache without this stupid ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ nazi troll?!?".

Writtne be Ohmer est. 2021

The "Nuke" Incident

Thou such happenings mayst occur once when the yellow leaves, fade in line with a total solar eclipse while outright struck by an essentially unique and incomparable vertical lighting strike there is always an outright insurmountable
Force of the natural, which tragically leads us to the upcoming round. The prior Economical disaster clearly leads to perceive an unpleasant reality. All dominant member's having such little currency to trade materials provides the conclusion to stockpile the reserve for further notice. With this of course Drillus the Maximus who had still glowing fire in his eyes made the obviously predictable historically debatable non- evidence based fatally cataclysmic violently terrible and stupendously unnecessary Conclusion to Trade his highly accurate marksman Sharpshooter with the marvellous AWP. One must not be concerned with the proceeding of the maneuver. the hurry into the tilted incline slope concluded with 4 perished.
What Is Five,
To Believe In During Life,
Nothing Lasts,
Aside From Strife,
Life May Perish,
Life May End,
One Soul We May Give,
The Confidence to Succeed,
But Our Love,
That Eternal Flame,
Will Never Dim,
Will Never Change,
It Will Forever Last,
When All Other Lights Leave,
For You Light My Life,
You Make Me Believe, Drillus
Sing, O goddess, the anger of Ohm son of Bherry, that brought countless ills upon the Drillus. Many a brave soul trieth to tell the remaining one in Heaven "all on B" send hurrying down to Hell, with screams of frustration he hits the Deck Bang Crack minus 18 from the drop his limp body infused by single momentous thought "1v5 Clutch AWP EZ"
Even Father of Yemetheus," spouted, "I deem that we should now turn roving home if we would escape destruction, for you are being cut down by war and pestilence at once. Cause thou retake without proper knowledge of mist clouds might as well be inconsequential, indistinguishable from heaping yourself into an open field as prey to dogs and vultures cut away your flesh. Tho present topical and heart-wrenching his fabulous speech tried, no sentient disembodied or quite immaterial entity could prevent it. A life so young and full of hope, Cut down in its shining prime.