★ THE LOBBY · MW2 · CIRCA 2009 · RECOVERED FROM A HARD DRIVE UNCLE GREG ALMOST DONATED ★
This is the lobby. The lobby. The MW2 multiplayer lobby that skrunkfugins was queueing in the night the spark was passed. Map vote: RUST. Player count: six (6) humans, two (2) bots, one (1) connecting forever. You can feel it through the screen.
The boy whose tag is in this lobby — you may not be able to read it, the screenshot is compressed beyond compression, but trust me, it is there — is the one who would, sixteen (16) minutes after this lobby loaded, on a 6-cap, on dustbowl, in his uncle's basement, hear the seven words.
If you look closely at the lobby you can see:
- one (1) player named "xX_qu1ckscop3_69_Xx" — the rival, never to be confirmed
- one (1) "loading..." player, stuck in the queue to this day
- the map vote — RUST won, as it always did, as it always must
- zero (0) cheetos visible — the cheeto was off-frame in a paper towel, the cheeto had not been signed yet
"i remember every name in this lobby. i remember every K/D. i remember exactly what i ate before this match. it was a totino's." — skrunkfugins, 2024
★ AUTHENTICATED · the lobby remembers ★