Lost battle buddies thread...
He just died in my hand...
He was there for the unnaground and many other things... farewell buddy, I'll see you in heaven :(
This is fucking gay. >>28723277 is right.>>28723362 You and your homo sex bridge can fuck right off, m8.
Search up "rest in piece kid" on YouTube. It's a video of an airshitter shooting a kid with a gas powered gun set up to 300-400 fps full auto. The kid straight up almost has a seizure, and the refs run over to kick him out.
>refs charge him, attempt to go SSGT on him
Omg noo im sorry bro ;-; i feel for you. If none of these assholes care, Ill shed tears for your poor amphibian ;-; i do believe it matters that you loved him ;-;
Think of it this way, it's like building an AK, you spend lots of time building things, putting hard work and love into it, you form a bond with it, right? It's the same for critters... Now imagine your AK gets torched and cut up by someone... Sure sucks doesn't it? Yeah it does... It REALLY does.
And this thread is /k/ related because of the unnaground event.
RIP Hunni, my first dog ever. She lived for almost 16 years. Outlived my other battle buddy though...
I know that feel bro
I try to stay with all my animals to the end, even if it means holding them for hours and suffering through the death rattles
I have no idea how ill cope when my rabbit or guinea pigs die, as ive had them for so long and care for them so much
here have something fucking retarded that makes no sense and might make you laugh even if youre upset
You just impressed everyone in the thread greatly with your edgy antics, I hope to be like you someday.
>Tfw haven't had a pet since I was 10
The closest I have is my roommate's dog. He doesn't even operate, the lazy shit.
The story of a battle buddy who I have only met once, but operated from out of sight until the end
>A year or so ago
>A few neighbors, some were rich people in mansions, some were notorious meth cooks
>Wolves start infesting the region
>People's livestock getting decimated
>Outside shooting on makeshift range one day
>See something in the corner of my eye
>Turn, rifle raised
>It's a fucking mountain lion
>This thing was absolutely massive
>Laying there watching me from like 20 feet away
>Swear to the Murdercube it gave me a "sup nigga" head nod
>Don't know if should shoot
>Leave, keeping an eye on it just in case
>It sits up, watches me leave
>Wave and go inside
>Fast forward a few weeks
>Notice catbro seems to like hanging around my property
>Pawprints everywhere, spots where he's laid down
>People start noticing a decline in the local wolf population
>But nobody I talked to who hunts says they've bagged one
>Still, anecdotal evidence, maybe they're pissing off
>Hikers start finding wolf corpses
>Look like they've been attacked by, say, a cougar, but that type of thing doesn't happen often
>Think of the big kitty I saw while shooting
>Even some pitbulls owned by one of the meth cooks who lets them run around unchecked were no more
>This thing must be working for the ATF because it's slaying dogs like it's his duty
>Fast forward another few weeks
>Stop seeing any signs of the mountain lion, no paw prints or sacrifices to the blood god
>Figured the hero must have moved on to protect more people from canine incursions
>Later, browsing /k/, local news in the background
>"Local resident Elmerton Fuddley blah blah blah gargantuan cougar"
>Look at TV
>Photo of somebody posing with the corpse of my catbro
>Apparently happened just outside of my property
>Next few days spent in mourning
>Never got to say goodbye, or thank you
>I will always be with you, plant your roots in me.
Dude i hate to be ivy defense force or whatever, but the tranny is right. This guy lost his lizard and all you faggots are being edgy cunts, and when someone expresses sympathy to the OP, you fuck with them for it. Knowing trannies, they probably were actually crying and upset for OP's loss.
OP, you are a bro, and your battle buddy will be missed. Remember him well