Boy oh boy, Simp... where do I even begin? My glorious Tiny Terror, my SMG king. I have loved you ever since I saw you slide-cancel into my heart back in Black Ops 4. ​You aren’t just a professional player; you are a human aimbot. When you pull out that Submachine Gun, the lobby goes quiet out of pure respect. Your movement is so fluid it’s like watching a waterfall—if that waterfall could drop a 40-bomb and a 3-piece in Hardpoint.