The term ‘gamer’ means nothing these days.
“I’m gonna impregnate you with triplets and make you have a very late term abortion. Strict mental abuse. Hahaha.”
“Can you believe I got booted because I was too good? What a bunch of fags.”
“Wow, what a fag move.”
“Can you be any more of a fag?”
My hand wavered between two options, neither of which were exactly appealing to me. Or my Commander Shepard, for that matter. It was a tough decision that had to be made in order for either of us to progress, and I was spending entirely too much time making this choice.
Do I destroy an entire race, or effectively brainwash them to agree with me?