hey. you. you aren't /hdg/ approved. you do d10s with your discord boyfriends and a loadout built by the thought process of "what's not le meta?", and now you think you’ve earned a place in /hdg/? cool. me i’m soloing difficulty 10 incel corps with the default loadout. liberator. base. default. no attachments like a pussy. no stratagems. no support weapons. no eagle. no orbital. no turrets. nothing. pistol, grenade, main gun. the way god intended. raw input. mechanical skill. i don’t bring stims. i don’t bring backup. i don’t bring tools. i don’t need strats (all crutches). and i bring results. fuck you. you wanna tell me you beat the game because you and three mouthbreathers play DDR on your wrists and giggle about how the arc thrower is? no. no you didn’t. you’re trash. you’re not a helldiver. you’re a technician. you absolute faggot. the only arc you should be throwing is your limp corpse into the incinerator after wasting oxygen and thread post space. every gun you use is a crutch. everything you equip is a crutch. all of you are crutch-ridden diaper-wearing GARBAGE who couldn’t survive 30 seconds without the game holding your hand and telling you it’s okay to fail. "ermm but my weapon is 'honest'" shut up faggot. you’ve never seen a real bug breach. you’ve never been inside a battle zone where patrols stack so hard the game chokes and the screen is nothing but metal and fire. i have 5 mags and a grenade. do you need more? no. because you're not a coward. because you're not a crutch-using, backpack-sucking, stim-snorting, warbond-using piece of shit like the rest of these tourists. because you’re ME. i’m your fucking GOD. i am the standard. i am the benchmark. 1000.0 KDA. no stratagems. no respawns. no heals. i’m the king of /hdg/, you understand? i grind shitdivers into paste. i don’t need the meta. i am the meta. enjoy your RR vs cuckchair arguments. but remember. this is /vg/. this is /hdg/. and you're nothing.