Barsik. The story of one gamer.

Hello Stopgame. I am writing to you from a small cramped room, which people affectionately call the bathroom, from a room, complete darkness, fear and despair. Only the light of the tablet, quietly stolen from the owner, illuminates a few interior items of this terrible place: a shower booth in the corner, a washing machine, in which I was one day, a wet shell in which your faithful servant lay down with a tablet in the paws in anticipation of police officers. Or whoever will break out this damn door to pull me out of here by the scruff?

However, this is not so important. It is much more important to explain to you, so dear to my feline heart to the reader, how I ended up here, and what is here, pull my tail, happens. I apologize in advance for the grammatical and not very mistakes, yet I am a cat and not all attempts to get into the small beams of the Cyrillic Cyrillic. But I will try, honestly.

So, let’s start with the fact that, as already mentioned https://richyfishcasino.co.uk/ above, the cat. And gamer. Yes, yes, you didn’t misheard, and is it worth it to be so surprised, since we met in the blogs of the gaming portal?

My acquaintance with games began with a short absence of my owner into the tray, which then played in COD. I was then even a kitten, a noob who does not know what stick to walk and which aim. For 2 minutes of the absence of the owner, I figured out the device of the gamepad: walked around, looked around, on that first game session and ended. On the same day, or rather, on the night, when the owner fell asleep, I turned on a miracle box with a firm intention to kill the first enemy. Having finished playing in the early morning, the single has already passed and even look into the multiplayer. I will always remember this day, or rather the night on which I opened a wide door to the world of video games in front of me.

Time passed, the day was replaced at night and I continued to play a miracle box. A real discovery before me was the fact that COD is not the only game on the Hbox, there are others. There are even games without killing people, imagine? What is the point of playing such?
Well, okay, the wrong point ..
-“Barsik, open the door quickly!”- the owner’s voice came from the door.
Yeah, wait, jumped up and opened.
-“Why are you talking to him, this is a cat!”-two more, a much more nasty voice, besides female.
Yes, you went, fool, only you know how to sleep and yell. Why does the owner keep you at home at all? In his place I would have thrown out into the street, no use from you. He doesn’t even know how to play, you can see immediately, intelligence zero. And he cannot remember my name, everything is calling for some kind of Kysyski that this is general?
From somewhere from a distance, probably from the bedroom comes a children’s cry. Well, they woke small again ..

-“That’s it, I’m breaking the door!”
Damn, there is not enough time. Okay at least without police, otherwise they could very well call. Hardline would have been arranged here ..

Then briefly. I only did happy for four years that I played a box at night, and during the day. During these four years, I never slept, and if the owner woke up at night, I stared stared at the screen and waited until he turned it off. I must admit, the owner had suspicions over time. Still, the guy suddenly has an X -Kalda, then a difficult moment in Dark Souls has passed. And if he forgets to feed in the evening, then the conservation suddenly disappears with Uplay, so.
However, one night already described above, the fool calling me Kysyski burned me behind the game in a fresh battle. Poured, damn it, headphones, idiot. This bastard took out her iPhone and began to shoot, as I play, as if there is little video with cats on YouTube. And I have to admit the score, I was quite shameful, it’s a shame to show someone – they will laugh. Naturally, seeing how they remove me, I decided to get rid of the evidence and witness in particular, I attacked it, like a real lion on an antelope. Unfortunately, everything that I managed to do is a couple of large scratches on my face, I was immediately thrown into the other end of the room, on the sofa, from where I immediately hastened to retire into the bathroom. And here I am, I write to you, Stopgame, until the owner breaks this damn door. And how I managed to close it?