I wanted to see what he looked like with his eyes open
Accidentally shooting a steel beam with my helix rocket as soldier, directly in front of me, injuring myself, shambling to the point on low health and ulting, killing three people.
it was the play of the game
everyone saw me rocket myself, then walk around in a daze and stumble into violence like an old man in a nursing home that still thinks the war is going on
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My grandmother is very afraid of birds. Very afraid, not a fan at all. And, for SOME reason, I don’t know why, my brothers invested in a life sized garden ornament of an owl. We don’t even have a garden to decorate, I have no clue why this is in the house, but in any case they put it in my mum’s room because it had the most space. My grandmother nipped in to get something and lo and behold; she spies the owl.
Naturally, she FLIPS. Slams the door shut, sprints to me, and then, all at once, the fear subsided as her brain kicked back in and told her it was an ornament.
But my mum was asleep in that room. She still is.
What my grandmother did was walk in, spy what she thought was a very real bird of prey and LOCKED MY MUM IN WITH IT
BAD NEWS, MA
THE OWL IS YOUR PROBLEM; DON’T GET MAIMED
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