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it was 2011. we were in the valve jr-pro north east ohio payload chamionship game. i was Cockring Gamings heavy main... "was"...
we were defending the final checkpoint. my medic (and best friend Cowabunga peppermill sr) was ubering me. there was 15 seconds left. i decided to push, but little did i know they were preparing for an pub push...
i turned back as soon as i saw, and i made it, but my best friend (and medic) died... we ended up tying and losing in sudden death.
ive been going to therapy twice a week for 11 years now. the trama that is why i work alone.
Nothing against you, i just dont need a medic to heal me... i havent for 11 years...
we turned on the light and he ran on all fours in between some houses and he was out of sight within seconds, leaving behind only the remains of my heavy duty garbage bags and it's guts which were meant for the men who accompany my local garbage truck
ever since then i've left my night on and positioned cameras to try and capture footage of him to show the local authorities, but he manages to elude everything i do, no matter how i do it.