and greefur

song:
impact of silence

you can get it at:
http://trash80.net/content/37/impact-of-silence

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• tf2
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[randomXcommenter3]

first comment!

[prophetofcheeses]

Losing the power of life, the griefer knew that he deserved this. As he lay on the ground, his life flashing before his eyes, he thought to himself. "Well, here you are. You finally decided to make the right choice, to start life anew. Apparently, it was not enough. For all the lives I had taken away without skill, I now lose my own, at the top of my life. Still, it was better dying right now than while doing the wrong thing". In his last moments, he smiled.

He shall not be missed.

[Cooltuber453]

And as Greefur spawn-killed yet another scout, he unspun his gun and thought to himself "Why am I doing this? Killing everyone before they can even load their gun... what's the point?" But before Greefur could return to his base, an Uber-Heavy came out and slaughtered him. His life flashed before his eyes.

All the n00bz he had pwned... all the whiners he had destroyed... all the games he had ruined...

But then he respawned and got ubered, and shouted a battle cry as he pwned moar n00bz.

[SpeedyLizzard14]

THAT FUCKING HEAVY

[YoBadMama]

@Apoc2K *hug*

[Arbiter0917]

;)

oh ye

[YoshiKing911]

Greefur ran around, pretending to be a spah, and many games were lost because greefurs team was too busy trying to spah check him. Eventually, greefurs teammates just ignored him. As greefur ran away from another poyru, he noticed a spah disguised as him. He yelled "I see spy!", but his teammates no longer trusted him. So greefur ran after the spah, but it was too late. And as greefur stared down at the motionless bodies of his teammates, he thought to himself, "this is all my fault".

[Starscream3352]

@Apoc2K

*gives hug*

[FloaterFP]

cool story bro

[xdjvenomx]

this decision was not to last long. Greefur knew killing for the benefit of his team was not as fun as torment. He repeatedly called for a moodic until one arrived. Moodic ubercharged Greefur and let out an enthusiastic "Go get them!"

Greefur did not go, or get them... The uber faded, and Moodic fell into the sights of an enemy snaipur. As his body fell lifeless to the floor, Greefur nommed on a sondvoch and returned to his own spawn room to spam nice shot.

TBC.

[Slamami]

...that fucking heavy is not so fine?

[prophetofcheeses]

Upon the brave decision, he had decided to train. Train hard, for no longer will he score unskilled, cheap kills. No longer will he use the hideous techniques he used to perform on his enemies. As the full moon fully revealed itself on the now cloudless horizon, a wind-up sound was heard. The decision has been made, and the training has begun.

One day, in the training grounds, the griefer ran out of bullets. As he went to the nearest storage room, he was stabbed in the back. TBC