What the frick did you just freaking say about me, you little wussy? I’ll have you know I graduated top of my class in F.E.A.R., and I’ve been involved in numerous secret raids on ROBLOX HQ, and I have over 300 confirmed blox's. I am trained in gorilla warfare and I’m the top sniper in the entire F.E.A.R. armed forces. You are nothing to me but just another target. I will wipe you the frick out with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on this game, mark my freaking words. You think you can get away with saying that crap to me over the Internet? Think again, LOSER. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of spies across the game and your IP is being traced right now so you better prepare for the storm, maggot. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your life. You’re fricking dead, kid. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can blox you in over seven hundred ways, and that’s just with my bare blocky hands. Not only am I extensively trained in unarmed combat, but I have access to the entire arsenal of the F.E.A.R. Marine Corps and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable ass off the face of the game, you little punk. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little “clever” comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your fricking tongue. But you couldn’t, you didn’t, and now you’re paying the price, you freaking idiot. I will poop fury all over you and you will drown in it. You’re freaking dead, kiddo. |