the frustration I felt from being repeatedly violated by KOBA's sharp stick taught me a thing or two about being a boy in a man's world

as he crip walked and gun leaned my feeble attempts to engage such a primordial force of nature, I came to the humble realisation that, perhaps, I am not the warlord I believed myself to be

most have holes, yet in KOBA I find none. as he repeatedly thrusts his sharp object into my leopard print laden corpse, it is as clear as a midnight tryst that I am his for the taking, a fact which brings me great bother

yet, as with all facts, there is not much we can do but accept them

tonight I bow to one, and that is KOBA

🤯⭐🍱

Cute ♥♥♥♥♥ <3

Stouty #1

I’ve seen this dude play, he doesn't even use a monitor. He visualizes the map in a detailed rendering, completely in his mind. He has a biological wallhack; his godlike perception highlights all enemies within light-years. His eyes are closed as his mouse gracefully swerves across the table, making immaculate twitches as he flicks from head to head. The stabs that escape his hand are surgical; each making a deadly strike in between his opponent's eyes. His swing manipulation is otherworldly, his crosshair erratically jolting across the screen as his wrist muscles perfectly predict the next opponent footwork location. Time literally stops as he peeks, sunlight curving as his trigger finger impacts 1618° spin, sending enemies to a digital shadow realm before they even know what happened. He is un-killable. He is undefeatable. This "man" is the epitome of eternal.

wtf is a KOBA