Every time someone misses a shot, the entire friend group will disregard all of their shared history. It does not matter how close they are, or how long they've stuck with each other. They will forget all the good times they've shared together. All those comforting moments, moments of weaknesses, they all vanish from the mind. When that worm with the face of heavy from TF2 blows itself up and ends his turn, you no longer are talking to your friends in some Discord call. No. You now stare at the endless abyss. They torment you. They mock you, relentlessly. You watch helplessly as their calm voices devolve into incoherent screaming. They truly do no longer care about your mental well-being. Hell, they don't care about much at all. Just one thing: making completely sure you rue the day you missed that grenade in some dumb game about worms killing each other. Your own personal hell, and you caused it over a stupid misplay.
7/10. Friendships have been torn. Was pretty fun, though.