October 19, 2005
Week 25 - The Quest 4
Episode 3
Hal stares at the monitor as Chuck laughs hysterically.
"He owned you, boy!" Chuck says.
Hal shakes his head. "How did he do that? I couldn't even get near him. Did you see the way he was dodging, like he wasn't even trying? It was just like..."
"Little Murray Rosen bent you over and made you his bitch!"
"Message From Entrail Lad:" Hal types. "I want a rematch."
After a moment, a line of text appears at the bottom of the screen. "Message From Crusher: Don't waste my time. Maybe after you practice for a few thousand hours."
"He's ranking on you!" Chuck chortles. "You're getting dissed by Murray the Loser!"
"F--king little shit!" Hal says.
"You know what this means, don't you?" Chuck wipes a tear from his eye. "I told you, it's all about the hierarchy. Murray was at the bottom, right? But he beat you black and blue, so that means you take his place. Now you're the lowest of the low."
"Would you please just shut up, already?" Hal begins to type again. "Message From Entrail Lad: Come on, Murray. Give me another shot. One more match."
"Message From Crusher: There's no point. You're not in my league."
"Message From Entrail Lad: I just had an off game. My friend here was distracting me."
"Message From Crusher: Sorry, I'm going off to find some real players. But, I'll tell you something, so you don't feel too bad."
"What's he talking about now?" Chuck asks.
"Message From Crusher: Crusher's not my real handle. I just made that up for this match."
"Oh, Jesus Christ," Hal says, after a moment. "I knew that dodging style looked familiar..."
"What's going on?" Chuck stares at Hal. "What about his dodging style?"
"F--k..." Hal whispers.
"Message From Crusher: My usual handle is Kill Ravage."
The computer beeps. "CRUSHER HAS LEFT THE SERVER."