Hey, imma rant via greentext like a faggot dont mind me. This might be for /vg/ but i dont give shits
>Be me >15 years old >gets told im a worthless fuck who will cause my mom cancer via stress > Jesus christ mate >despite me doing all the housework, still bitching at me >I'm frustrated that despite all i sacraficed no one gave me the time of day >my friend connor (bless that bastard) told me about a gme >Called TF2 >Curiously i hop on my pc to try it >Love it. main scunt and engie-queer >Go to wiki. >Go to irc for said wiki >Turns out all the staff ha shit lives but found friends on tf2 >PrettyGayButOkay.Webm >When i explain to them my situation, they comfort me >one of them was particularly kind. We'll call her synthia. >Synthia was like a 2nd mother to me, but better than my birth one >She honestly was a sweet girl. >Then i came on one day and the chat was ead silent. I asked why.
>Synthia was dying. And i could do nothing to stop it. >Why did non existent god have to be a cunt, and ruin any prospects of joy. >I asked where she went. >Chicago hospital. >Lives in the suburbs. >take my mom's car, open gps, and put my fucking pedal to the metal. >please let her be alive. >don't take another one.
>I'm told to go to room 472 >Upper floors >run up like a bat out of hell >i see her. >Fall on my knees >her oncce beautiful green heair is nothing >Chemo. >she had breast cancer. >i sobbed, on her lightly shaed bed >she stroked my face >Stayed their for hours. >mom was on a vaca and i didnt give a shit >I asked her where her family was >she said lright here' .i sobbed more like a stupid fuck. >she kisses my head >tfw thats more affection ive ever gotten >I ask her once im calmer if she wants me to sing to her >she says yes. >I remember the cover of Take On Me live that was kinda heartfelt >I sung to her with all my heart >She cries, n i stop >fucky my life i'm that bad. > She says it's so beautiful. >You're my little scout, running till you cant no more. > I sob while singing. >the clock was ticking.
Skip to the part where everyone does the dinosaur or whatever
Nathaniel Kelly
I don't think this is a joke. Judging by the way OP types he has Downs and cant think that far ahead to make a joke
David Wilson
>Wake up in her bed No i didnt fuck her >I feel er still stroking my head >it's shaky, weak. >Like her will to live. >I decide to run back to car >run back upstairs >Laptop with tf2 >She cries, and gives me the deepest hug >I'm happy seeing her reduce fuckers with heavy >Halfway through a controlpoint round, she closes the comp >lolwut.png >She starts coughing, and bloodleaks out >I just stare >I ask her how long she has to live. >she doesn't answer/finish. >Just like her death, that round, and that question, it ended too soon, with no answer as to when. >God, if you exist, you're insufferable. >You took everything from me. >She kisses my head, and moves the latop onto a table. >Pulls me into her lap. >A few minutes in i get a call from 'mom' >I declined. >My mom was right here. >But only for a bit. >I... i'm really fucking missing you Synth. >God it hurts.
>Dawn of the final day. >synthia is missing from her bed >I start having a panic attack. >Sees balcony. >Sees doctor talking to her with equipment strung around her >I breath heavily. >She's okay, i'm okay. > I knock, and ask the doc to go so i can talk >Name was Geneva or somthing >The door slides close as we stare >And stare. >I start bawling like the fag i am >She once again pats me iner her lap, even more skaily. >This happens a lot... >I ask her something >What do you think happens when you die. >She said, nothing. Existance has been agony, and i only stay for you. >her existance in pearl was mine >A conundrum of our selfish desires. > We lay, sit, and talk, quietly. >We laugh about the times we did Double Donks on tf and piss of snipers. >that one time we ubered a engie and he beat everyone with a wrench >We even talk about our homelife. > It was the best day she's had in a long time. >and for the last time.
Continue?
Brayden Morales
Stop asking if you should continue and just fucking continue
Caleb Jones
finish it
Parker Jones
>I woke in the lounge of the hospital in a section that was reserved for visitors. >i panicked, again, and ran to the people in coats, asking if they knew where synthia was. >Gone, they simply said. >their faces were puckered, and somber. >I shook, with unquenched rage. >Screaming at them, and being a nuisiance, as i banged the floor. >Denying her sudden death. >how i miseed it. >How i missed her. >And losing my grips on reality. >I was dragged out by i belive security, and was left in an open car garage of large stature. >Cars passed me. >many did. >i dont know for how long. >All i can do is curl up in a ball and sob so hard i vomit, over andover again. >Coveredin my own excremnt from my mouth, i try to find a lap. >That lap doesnt exist. not anymore. >I did it harder, and harder, until i was screeching. >Like the autistic kid i was. >I dont have much to say about it. >Its been years. > Many, many years. >But I kept running. >Crying. >and repeated. >It worked, and i became a track top man. >But it was hollow because she didnt see it. >So when people mention tf2, or laps, i just die inside. >Because im reminded why im the way i am. >And remnined no matter how fast i run, i cant chase down death. >and i cant outrun my pain.
Thats it. Sorry for no dionsaur jokes. maybe later. Love you bastards no homo. And keep running.
Ethan Smith
That's my rant. gn Yea Forums
Kevin Phillips
was it true??
Gabriel Myers
That, is up to you.
Nolan Rodriguez
So you were talking to her on a porch and then you just suddenly wake up?
John Kelly
I think i fell asleep on her lap in that porch. My guess is once she started dying, and she did, they moved me and her out to make room for patients. But i can only guess
Liam Parker
That makes perfect sense. You slept through all of the monitors start going off when she flatlined and you slept through someone carrying you out
Cmon user. Put some consistensy into your work
Connor Peterson
That makes perfect sense. Question how deeply they sleep through other things and how I myself can wake up.
Cmon user. Put some more thought into it.
It is sketch tho
Joseph Williams
I said it's up to you if you believe. If he doesnt belive, oh well.
