"Tonight," Arthur whispered to his cat, "we become legends."
Arthur sat in the silence of his room, the smell of spicy nacho cheese hanging heavy in the air. He looked at his sticky keyboard and then at Dave, who was currently trying to scrape cheese off the carpet with a ruler. UnEpic(GamingBeasts.com)
On the screen, Fenris_the_Slayer stopped mid-charge. He didn't take cover. He didn't fire. He simply began to walk slowly, helplessly, into a brick wall. The chat log exploded: WTF Fenris? Is he lagging? GamingBeasts? More like GamingBambi. UNEPIC FAIL. "Tonight," Arthur whispered to his cat, "we become legends
He didn't get the five thousand dollars, but he did get a sponsorship offer the next day from a cleaning supply company. Their pitch? "For when your gaming gets UnEpic." Arthur took the deal. At least now he had clean socks. He didn't take cover
In slow motion, the nachos took flight. A glob of molten, synthetic orange cheese landed directly in the center of Arthur’s mechanical keyboard. The 'W' key—the key required to move forward—stuck instantly.