I
begin the game with an attack to G6.
Damn, boom bit, and I rip through your ships like I gots radar, you best
be afraid of my skills of detection.
My destructive infection rips through your crew like the rats got
malaria. Chewing through the
ropes, your optimistic hopes disintegrate fast as my bombshells tear through
your battleship’s mast.
Blam! Your
destroyer’s trashed and at last I come after your hidden two with
precision. I make my incision
within the J’s. Damn kid. You made the decision to put it in the
corner, I pulled it out like little Jack Horner and digested it like last
night’s leftovers. There you
go, the game’s over.
I’m
going to put your whole family to shame, you think it’s only a game? This is battleship son, make your
move! (D1) what?! Why are you here, are you in it for the fun? Too bad you’re on a ship…
gotta swim, can’t run. Let
me show you how it’s done. I
attack you, and then attack again, I’m all about the win, you think
I’m your friend? I’m
out for blood. While you were
sitting back and chewing your cud, your sub was stuck in the mud and I proceed
to flood it with depth charges. I
gots battleships and all you gots is a bunch of barges.
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