EPTI finaly know how she must have felt after sucking all the time. You don't feel nothing anymore. You're so worne out you just let it happen. Nomatter where the final blow comes, you accept it. You await the embarassment and take the right pose to look good. "It's not real" you say to yourself. You wash it all away backstage but you remain a smilie face in public. You prepare yourself mentaly to encounter the next man with the white socks and the huge weapon of choice. Carriers push into your base. No defense is of help, one tear runs down your eye, a symbol of lost dignity. Storms smack your rear end of the base. A thousand interceptors scatter over your supplys. Deflect them, it burns. A huge explosion marks the end of the fight. You're left behind, burned by his marks.
GG.
