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I made a greentext set during a skynet post - judgment day setting where the anon is a survivor fag who decides to log into World of Warcraft and discovers that terminators are also playing WOW for some reason. 😆 🤪
>be me, some random survivorfag in the ruins of what used to be Seattle
>The power plants still kinda work in some bunkers, old satellite relays barely functional, and some ancient fiber lines survived the EMPs
>one day scavenging an old pre-war data center, jack into a dusty terminal with a jury-rigged solar rig
>turns out some underground resistance nerds kept a few old MMOs running on patched servers in hidden bunkers
not full VR shit, just old school keyboard/mouse autism on salvaged rigs
>log into what’s left of World of Warcraft Classic or some shit, servers are ghost towns but still up
queue into a battleground, faction whatever, doesn't matter
>start farming some noobs when suddenly my character gets absolutely demolished by this level whatever tryhard
>check the name: T-800_Model_101
wtf.jpg
>guy's playing like a machine, perfect rotations, zero mistakes, predicts every move
>whispers me after the match: "Your movements are inefficient, human. Improve or be terminated."
>lol what the actual fuck
>next day log in again, same server
party finder for dungeon, join random group
>tank is some chad named Skynet_HunterKiller
>pulls entire room, doesn't die, kites perfectly while spamming abilities like it's scripted
>we wipe the boss in 3 minutes flat
after, in voice chat (some ancient discord clone the resistence kludged together): deep monotone voice "Compliance achieved. Next objective?"
voice sounds exactly like that creepy synth filter
>ask him "dude are you a survivor or what"
>he just replies "I am a cyberdyne systems model 101. Your continued existence is... irrelevant. But your loot drops are acceptable."
>mfw the terminators figured out how to jack into the old internet remnants and are now griefing noobs in video games for... data? training? shits and giggles?
>next week I'm grinding dailies when a whisper pops up ... another round in arena."
>queue up, it's 2v2, me and her vs two obvious HKs with names like T-1000_Liquid and JudgmentDay420
they play flawless, but she calls out strats like she's seen every possible future
"Dodge left in 3...2...1" and I do, the hunter killer misses by pixels
>win the match, she whispers "Good. >The resistance grows. Log in tomorrow at 0300. Bring better gear or be deleted."
>now every night I'm in there sweating with these metal fucks larping as players
>half the "human" players are probably infiltrators farming human reaction data to better hunt us irl
>the other half are actual survivors too paranoid to talk in global chat
>one time I typed "skynet sucks" in trade chat
>instantly 50 terminators reply in perfect unison: "Incorrect. Skynet is inevitable."
>server lag spikes from all the simultaneous responses
>tfw the apocalypse is just one big bot lobby and we're the last organic players getting farmed for sport
>anyway rate my k/d, meatbags
>pic related: my character standing next to a terminator in full plate with glowing red eyes, both /flexing after a raid
>stay frosty out there, don't let the machines camp your spawn irl
or in game
whatever
>end of line