Bruh

So there's this ♥♥♥♥♥♥ little entitled girl in this group who retains zero teamplay ability in Rocket League. Her name is...PiC pj. She spends most of the match up her teammate's ass when he's trying to center. She's not smart enough to understand that "Center" mean the ball will be in the middle of the field, she's is usually found about two car lengths behind her teammate just waiting to chase and bash that ball like it ♥♥♥♥♥♥ her boyfriend. Like a dog and its ball, she see's nothing else on the field except the ball. No positioning ability. Half the time when you try to pass to this waste of oxygen, she's playing with her vulva in her own net. Then, mid-game, has the audacity to critisize her teammate?. What does she possibly think she can offer to anyone else? When the error is her ways is pointed out, she rages like you'd expect a 13 year old girl on her first period. Sorry sugar tits, didn't know old aunt flow was in town.

PiC pj, you're just like every other snot-nosed, daddy-issues, dad should have used a condom when he screwed your crack ♥♥♥♥♥ mother kid in RL. Zero team play, positioning, goal tending, defense skill. Queues solo ranked because, hey, ♥♥♥♥ everyone else - you're gonna play competitive no matter how many innocent players you have to screw - piece of trash in the lower brackets of RL competitive. Stereotypical vicim yet cannot see the error in her own ways. A short life time of participation trophies and 'you can be anything you put your mind to' ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ you're parents feed you and here you are, ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ up solo queues for any poor bastard who is unwittingly and unwillingly paired with you.........

You're just like all the others...You choose the Merc because you really can't hit ♥♥♥♥ with any smaller hitbox. Can't goal tend because you don't know how to power slide or double jump. Can't seem to remember that there are only two people on your team as you overtake your own teammate in the corner and bash it to holy hell, centering for the other team. You're all alike. Right down to the attitude. The moment you're ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ is called out for the world to see, what do you do? Do you play better and prove 'em wrong? Nope, you go into a meltdown that only large amounts of adavan and shock therapy will subside. You're just like every little crying child in lower ranks and its you're own...stupid....fault.

So, while you're raging and trying to clean up that flow of pink vaginal fluid from your panites...maybe reflect on your own inabilitites that are keeping you in the low ranks. Try the training, play casual until you don't have a panic attack on every defensive play. Once you maintain a fundamental skillset, only then will your ability to be of use to a random solo queue partner who wont want to knock your head off and ♥♥♥♥ down your throat. Until then, leave the solo competitive queues to those that actually have the ability to play the game without the ragey, skilless ♥♥♥♥♥ like yourself.
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