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  • Artist Info: Twas the night after patch when all over Live, not a glitcher was content with the fixes comprised. The forums were flooded with asshats aplenty, claiming that debugs had ruined the frenzy. <br />
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    The gamers were nestled all snug in their matches, while chainsaws and frags littered maps with gory messes. And my friends in the menus and I in a panic, invited them all for a fun game of Annex. <br />
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    When out near the tracks there arose such a clatter, that 3 Cogs by the train did splatter. Off to this area I ran fast as ever, only to discover several bodies dismembered. <br />
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    With a forward somersault so hasty and focused, I had retaken the territory from the Cog for the Locust! More rapid than eagles the enemy came, pissed off that their spree was ended by train. <br />
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    "Now Macrus, now Baird, now Carmine and Dom, on, Lancers, on, Gnashers, on, Hammer of Dawn. To the tracks, let our efforts not die in vain, now attack, attack, but be wary of the train!" <br />
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    But a player I did spot opposite the track, why had he separated from the pack? As I pondered his actions it chilled me like snow, when I realized that he was after the dreaded Torque Bow! <br />
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    With Longshot in hand, I continued to hide, but took steady aim as he attempted to slide. But instead of sliding he came to a stop, just long enough for his head to go *POP* <br />
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    He cursed like a sailor hardened by the sea, because power weapons were no longer free. But I heard him exclaim, "without glitching this game is the suck", and with a swift boot I said, "I dont give a f*ck."<br />
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