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Many have questioned the staff of Special Reserve about their contributions to the giant games retailing store, only to be left unanswered, or brutally slaughtered on the spot. Only to leave more questions.
I am here to deliver the information you have longed for... the truth of this gaming outlet, and how their sinister mind games are corrupting your life. I am here to tell you how staff members who refuse to co-operate are taunted, tortured, skinned, and dipped in acid. This is Special Reserve. This is the Underworld.
It all began, when a sick, demented individual who set out for global domination, using camcorders, jiffy bags, and small strips of paper. The ploy? Give away three games away, absolutely free of charge to those who 'contribute' to the forums sufficiently.
The clues were all there, from the beginning. Why should a gaming store, hell-bent on making profits, selling 'back of the lorry' goods, give away free games?
All shall be told, in this game of a criminal mastermind, and his half-witted cronies.
Technology now-a-days is at its pinnacle and is advanced as it ever has been. So it wouldn't really be that surprising, to find that small recording devices are implanted into a regular compact disc, would it?
Those who have won such a 'prize' would have noticed the small strip of paper often left at the bottom of the 'Jiffy Bag'. This small piece of paper, injects the gamer with a lethal dose of poison. However, the poison does not act instantly, it is triggered by the material used to make the 'Jiffy Bag'.
Still confused? Read on, minion.
As you continue your normal day-to-day life, you feel the increasing urge to purchase products from Special Reserve, and you become reliant upon their services. However, failure to purchase products from Special Reserve within 30 days will be monitored by the camcorder, subliminally hidden into your prize CD. This then emits a powerful ray to SR:HQ. Before you know it, you have won another Game a day.
As you recieve the claimed gift, the poison from the previous strip will be triggered, resulting in your skin to burn while you sleep, and your eyes to be instantaneously turned inside out.
But how come users like 'Meka Dragon' and 'Monkey with Attitude' are still around? You say. The sad fact is, these users are simply fictional and are perceived as having so many prizes, in order to trick others into thinking 'Well, they have won so many, and nothing has happened to them'. Don't think that, idiot.
Occasionally members of staff have walked into private meetings, to find out the sick truth. Startled, they question the boss. Snuggly.
Snuggly does not deny his scheme; he simply smiles, and exclaims 'Don't move, I have your daughter in a cage'. The boss would click his fingers twice, this was the code. His sidekicks would then scurry, like insects, and grasp the 'former staffie'.
Using scalpels, knives and hole punctures; the process of skinning a human begins. They start by shaving the hair; they finish by peeling the final trace of tissue from the back of the former staff member. They are then dragged into the cafeteria where they are covered in salt and vinegar, and dumped in a cupboard to rot...
The Underworld is sinister. No one crosses the path of the boss. Everybody has to buy the produce of Special Reserve, no matter how low, how sick, there will always be another plan.
Before you claim you game a day, think about what has been said.
You know it makes sense; all the pieces fit the puzzle. And before I die, remember me as the one who warned you of this terrible underworld of this evil games retailer.
I await my penalty…
I am here to deliver the information you have longed for... the truth of this gaming outlet, and how their sinister mind games are corrupting your life. I am here to tell you how staff members who refuse to co-operate are taunted, tortured, skinned, and dipped in acid. This is Special Reserve. This is the Underworld.
It all began, when a sick, demented individual who set out for global domination, using camcorders, jiffy bags, and small strips of paper. The ploy? Give away three games away, absolutely free of charge to those who 'contribute' to the forums sufficiently.
The clues were all there, from the beginning. Why should a gaming store, hell-bent on making profits, selling 'back of the lorry' goods, give away free games?
All shall be told, in this game of a criminal mastermind, and his half-witted cronies.
Technology now-a-days is at its pinnacle and is advanced as it ever has been. So it wouldn't really be that surprising, to find that small recording devices are implanted into a regular compact disc, would it?
Those who have won such a 'prize' would have noticed the small strip of paper often left at the bottom of the 'Jiffy Bag'. This small piece of paper, injects the gamer with a lethal dose of poison. However, the poison does not act instantly, it is triggered by the material used to make the 'Jiffy Bag'.
Still confused? Read on, minion.
As you continue your normal day-to-day life, you feel the increasing urge to purchase products from Special Reserve, and you become reliant upon their services. However, failure to purchase products from Special Reserve within 30 days will be monitored by the camcorder, subliminally hidden into your prize CD. This then emits a powerful ray to SR:HQ. Before you know it, you have won another Game a day.
As you recieve the claimed gift, the poison from the previous strip will be triggered, resulting in your skin to burn while you sleep, and your eyes to be instantaneously turned inside out.
But how come users like 'Meka Dragon' and 'Monkey with Attitude' are still around? You say. The sad fact is, these users are simply fictional and are perceived as having so many prizes, in order to trick others into thinking 'Well, they have won so many, and nothing has happened to them'. Don't think that, idiot.
Occasionally members of staff have walked into private meetings, to find out the sick truth. Startled, they question the boss. Snuggly.
Snuggly does not deny his scheme; he simply smiles, and exclaims 'Don't move, I have your daughter in a cage'. The boss would click his fingers twice, this was the code. His sidekicks would then scurry, like insects, and grasp the 'former staffie'.
Using scalpels, knives and hole punctures; the process of skinning a human begins. They start by shaving the hair; they finish by peeling the final trace of tissue from the back of the former staff member. They are then dragged into the cafeteria where they are covered in salt and vinegar, and dumped in a cupboard to rot...
The Underworld is sinister. No one crosses the path of the boss. Everybody has to buy the produce of Special Reserve, no matter how low, how sick, there will always be another plan.
Before you claim you game a day, think about what has been said.
You know it makes sense; all the pieces fit the puzzle. And before I die, remember me as the one who warned you of this terrible underworld of this evil games retailer.
I await my penalty…
Yes, it is.
Bloody Jiffy bags :P
Bloody Jiffy bags :P
*Gasps*
The truth is out!
The truth is out!
Cheers :D
Brilliant, as usual.
Many have questioned the staff of Special Reserve about their contributions to the giant games retailing store, only to be left unanswered, or brutally slaughtered on the spot. Only to leave more questions.
I am here to deliver the information you have longed for... the truth of this gaming outlet, and how their sinister mind games are corrupting your life. I am here to tell you how staff members who refuse to co-operate are taunted, tortured, skinned, and dipped in acid. This is Special Reserve. This is the Underworld.
It all began, when a sick, demented individual who set out for global domination, using camcorders, jiffy bags, and small strips of paper. The ploy? Give away three games away, absolutely free of charge to those who 'contribute' to the forums sufficiently.
The clues were all there, from the beginning. Why should a gaming store, hell-bent on making profits, selling 'back of the lorry' goods, give away free games?
All shall be told, in this game of a criminal mastermind, and his half-witted cronies.
Technology now-a-days is at its pinnacle and is advanced as it ever has been. So it wouldn't really be that surprising, to find that small recording devices are implanted into a regular compact disc, would it?
Those who have won such a 'prize' would have noticed the small strip of paper often left at the bottom of the 'Jiffy Bag'. This small piece of paper, injects the gamer with a lethal dose of poison. However, the poison does not act instantly, it is triggered by the material used to make the 'Jiffy Bag'.
Still confused? Read on, minion.
As you continue your normal day-to-day life, you feel the increasing urge to purchase products from Special Reserve, and you become reliant upon their services. However, failure to purchase products from Special Reserve within 30 days will be monitored by the camcorder, subliminally hidden into your prize CD. This then emits a powerful ray to SR:HQ. Before you know it, you have won another Game a day.
As you recieve the claimed gift, the poison from the previous strip will be triggered, resulting in your skin to burn while you sleep, and your eyes to be instantaneously turned inside out.
But how come users like 'Meka Dragon' and 'Monkey with Attitude' are still around? You say. The sad fact is, these users are simply fictional and are perceived as having so many prizes, in order to trick others into thinking 'Well, they have won so many, and nothing has happened to them'. Don't think that, idiot.
Occasionally members of staff have walked into private meetings, to find out the sick truth. Startled, they question the boss. Snuggly.
Snuggly does not deny his scheme; he simply smiles, and exclaims 'Don't move, I have your daughter in a cage'. The boss would click his fingers twice, this was the code. His sidekicks would then scurry, like insects, and grasp the 'former staffie'.
Using scalpels, knives and hole punctures; the process of skinning a human begins. They start by shaving the hair; they finish by peeling the final trace of tissue from the back of the former staff member. They are then dragged into the cafeteria where they are covered in salt and vinegar, and dumped in a cupboard to rot...
The Underworld is sinister. No one crosses the path of the boss. Everybody has to buy the produce of Special Reserve, no matter how low, how sick, there will always be another plan.
Before you claim you game a day, think about what has been said.
You know it makes sense; all the pieces fit the puzzle. And before I die, remember me as the one who warned you of this terrible underworld of this evil games retailer.
I await my penalty…
I am here to deliver the information you have longed for... the truth of this gaming outlet, and how their sinister mind games are corrupting your life. I am here to tell you how staff members who refuse to co-operate are taunted, tortured, skinned, and dipped in acid. This is Special Reserve. This is the Underworld.
It all began, when a sick, demented individual who set out for global domination, using camcorders, jiffy bags, and small strips of paper. The ploy? Give away three games away, absolutely free of charge to those who 'contribute' to the forums sufficiently.
The clues were all there, from the beginning. Why should a gaming store, hell-bent on making profits, selling 'back of the lorry' goods, give away free games?
All shall be told, in this game of a criminal mastermind, and his half-witted cronies.
Technology now-a-days is at its pinnacle and is advanced as it ever has been. So it wouldn't really be that surprising, to find that small recording devices are implanted into a regular compact disc, would it?
Those who have won such a 'prize' would have noticed the small strip of paper often left at the bottom of the 'Jiffy Bag'. This small piece of paper, injects the gamer with a lethal dose of poison. However, the poison does not act instantly, it is triggered by the material used to make the 'Jiffy Bag'.
Still confused? Read on, minion.
As you continue your normal day-to-day life, you feel the increasing urge to purchase products from Special Reserve, and you become reliant upon their services. However, failure to purchase products from Special Reserve within 30 days will be monitored by the camcorder, subliminally hidden into your prize CD. This then emits a powerful ray to SR:HQ. Before you know it, you have won another Game a day.
As you recieve the claimed gift, the poison from the previous strip will be triggered, resulting in your skin to burn while you sleep, and your eyes to be instantaneously turned inside out.
But how come users like 'Meka Dragon' and 'Monkey with Attitude' are still around? You say. The sad fact is, these users are simply fictional and are perceived as having so many prizes, in order to trick others into thinking 'Well, they have won so many, and nothing has happened to them'. Don't think that, idiot.
Occasionally members of staff have walked into private meetings, to find out the sick truth. Startled, they question the boss. Snuggly.
Snuggly does not deny his scheme; he simply smiles, and exclaims 'Don't move, I have your daughter in a cage'. The boss would click his fingers twice, this was the code. His sidekicks would then scurry, like insects, and grasp the 'former staffie'.
Using scalpels, knives and hole punctures; the process of skinning a human begins. They start by shaving the hair; they finish by peeling the final trace of tissue from the back of the former staff member. They are then dragged into the cafeteria where they are covered in salt and vinegar, and dumped in a cupboard to rot...
The Underworld is sinister. No one crosses the path of the boss. Everybody has to buy the produce of Special Reserve, no matter how low, how sick, there will always be another plan.
Before you claim you game a day, think about what has been said.
You know it makes sense; all the pieces fit the puzzle. And before I die, remember me as the one who warned you of this terrible underworld of this evil games retailer.
I await my penalty…