Fly Into a Rage

Once again, Gorilla‘s digital prowess unleashes a blazing masterpiece! Behold the fiery metallic dragon, born from pixels and passion.

As I sit here, my fingers still trembling with the residual fury, I cannot help but unleash the torrent of frustration bubbling within me. Picture this: a battlefield strewn with obstacles, enemies lurking in every shadow, and my squad, supposedly my comrades-in-arms, scattered like leaves in the wind. This is the reality of my experience playing PUBG Mobile, where cooperation seems as rare as a diamond in a haystack.

The moment I hit that “Start” button, I brace myself for the rollercoaster ride of emotions that awaits. But nothing could prepare me for the sheer exasperation of dealing with teammates who seem to have a death wish or, worse, a total disregard for the concept of teamwork.

Time and again, I find myself in situations where I’m left questioning the sanity of my fellow squad members. Why, oh why, would anyone choose the squad mode only to leap off into the unknown abyss of the map, leaving the rest of us stranded like lost sheep? It’s a conundrum that baffles me to no end. Is it ignorance? A misguided sense of heroism? Or perhaps just plain old recklessness?

And then there are those who seem to be afflicted with a chronic inability to assist their teammates. It’s as if they’ve mistaken PUBG Mobile for a solitary adventure, where the only objective is self-preservation. I scream into the void, begging for backup as I fend off wave after wave of enemy fire, only to be met with silence or, at best, a feeble attempt at support that feels more like a slap in the face than a helping hand.

But the ultimate betrayal comes in the form of the campers. Ah, yes, the campers – those elusive creatures who lurk in the shadows, waiting for unsuspecting prey to wander into their trap. I seethe with anger as I watch my teammates hole up in some remote corner of the map, content to let the rest of us do the heavy lifting while they bask in the false glory of their cowardly tactics.

My rage, dear reader, is like a dragon bursting its fiery flare, consuming everything in its path with unbridled fury. It’s not just about winning or losing; it’s about the principle of the matter. It’s about respect, cooperation, and the fundamental understanding that we’re all in this together.

So, to my random teammates in PUBG Mobile, I say this: heed my words, for they come not from a place of malice, but from a heart brimming with frustration and longing for a better tomorrow. Let us stand united, shoulder to shoulder, in the face of adversity. For only together can we conquer the battlefield and emerge victorious, our heads held high and our spirits unbroken.

2 Replies to “Fly Into a Rage”

  1. This is one reason I rarely play multiplayer games. They devolve into a free-for-all almost immediately upon spawning. lol

    Nice post! It could apply to humanity outside the gaming world just as easily.

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