Dude, you are awesome. [ Scott gives him a wide grin and pushes a handheld controller in his direction. He also has an eight-pack of Diet Pepsi which gets dragged into the middle of the floor. ]
I was gonna say you better be ready for an all-nighter, but- [ He lifts a bag of Skittles. ] - I think you got that covered.
Uh, no. Didn’t you read my text properly? This time I’m gonna whoop you. [ He starts booting up the console. ] You’re going down, my friend. I’ve been practicing.
[ Stiles plays games like he deals with the rest of his life, loudly, enthusiastically, and with a serious level of flailing and general movement. Right now he's basically button smashing with a level of over the topness that he's proud of. ]
[ Scott’s strategy here is mostly to hit every button and every trigger at the same time over and over again and try to keep generating the same special attack.
Spoilers: It’s not working.
More spoilers: Stiles’ attack just drained half his energy.
Damn it! How are you doing that?! I had it!
[ Oh wait that’s the combination. Okay Scott will just hit that three times in a row. ]
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I was gonna say you better be ready for an all-nighter, but- [ He lifts a bag of Skittles. ] - I think you got that covered.
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Yep, caffeinated up and ready to go. You ready to get your ass kicked?
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God he misses Allison. ] You’re going down. [ It’s fun to have false hope.The game starts up with a versus match, with Scott on the back foot from almost the start. Yep, this is going well. ]
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Take that.
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Spoilers: It’s not working.
More spoilers: Stiles’ attack just drained half his energy.
Damn it! How are you doing that?! I had it!
[ Oh wait that’s the combination. Okay Scott will just hit that three times in a row. ]
I’m not out yet!
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No. [ He bites his tongue in concentration, hitting combo after combo to try and fight back as hard as he can. ] Die, motherfucker, die.