Those typing EZ after game be like:

To slightly take away the eternal pain and mental anguish they feel for their lives not going the way they wanted thus far. By typing "ez" they can desperately attempt to convince themselves that they in fact, aren't an absolute failure in every aspect of life, they have beaten a stranger at a video game and made that stranger feel bad, trying to pass that curse of bad feelings on to somebody else, and maybe.. just maybe.. they will finally feel some semblance of peace. Maybe, those girls who rejected him all those years ago will finally see what a true catch he is. "EZ" He said. The ladies swooned, throwing their panties at their screens as they watch this absolute gigachad unit of a pure alpha male dominate his opponents on stream.. They spread their legs in anticipation, and this absolute champion swoops in to take the prize.....

But alas. This is all in his mind. In reality, he is alone. Forever. Life purposeless, suffering without meaning. Destined to rot in the prison of his own mind, forever clawing at the windows of his mental torture chamber, desperate for escape, to feel anything, but forever and ever... feeling nothing but shame, sadness, and regret for what could have been... once upon a time.

"Ez" he types as tears land upon his keyboard, submerging the cheetos dust in a salty soup of pain and anguish

"-sobbing-...... E - sniffle- Z....."