Right, I'm sure all those HL2 fans only
forgot they agree with your opinion.
Xprimentyl said:
Yeah, but WHY were you stabbing those backs?
Ooh! Ooh! I can explain!
First you crouch. Then you leap. And then you stab and there's this little fountain of blood and you feel
fun. And then you drag it into the bushes so that no one can see the corpse.
And then you eat it to become stronger! Oops, wrong game.
But wait, there's more! You then stab more, and more, and more yet, and after a while you realize, that all this time the game hath stayed obediently silent and did not try to educate you on some bullshit you don't care about. And then it becomes really fun. Because you're free to do whatever following your most favorite head-canon, and no one prevents you from doing so. And no one calls you every 15 seconds like a clingy girlfriend to tell you that you should pick up the wrench and hit those stones when there's nothing else to pick up but that wrench and there's nothing to do but smash those stones. And that feeling is amazing. Being off the leash. Thinking for yourself. Ignoring all of the useless shit and just stabbing backs because it feels fun.
That's why I stab those backs. Because no one tells me to. And because I like doing it.