ORBITAL DROP SLAM TEAM CREED
Day 77: The revolution is in full effect. Assuming direct control of the people's will,
we have usurped the throne from the casuals and evolved into the perfect apex beta beater,
Alpha Centauri. Clawed out of the depths to become ascendant--no transcendant--better yet
transgenre gamers to topple the 1% of any game. Dropping into battle in Section 8 to
interdenominational chess, I move my rook from B7 to last Tuesday. There is no comprehension
from those of the bourgeoisie to our level of profound skill reverberating across the
multiverse of servers of this astral plane known as Lightbringer. We have shattered the
chains that bounded us to the confines of normality. There is no boss too hard, no player
too skilled, no dab too deep. Tremble before the abhorrent and tenacious Slam Father!
We, your undeserving and ever loyal serfdom, give praise! For only through your grace
and benevolence may we truly achieve power level 600!
