logging into a private Discord server that only I'm in to play Krunker by myself with all the lights out and noise-cancelling headphones on so I can divert 100% of my brain to the task at hand. all these fucking automata aren't even engaging with the game they're just treating it as secondary to whatever frivolous conversation they're having. I pick them off effortlessly with a sniper rifle I paid real-life money for while they spawn back in and brainlessly run around in the gaming equivalent of highway hypnosis. this is the place where I am the strongest. I am Chris Kyle. I am the Red Baron. I am a fucking killer and I'm glad you're just sentient enough to know you should be afraid of me. You and I are fundamentally different animals