I found my call of duty inside your warzone after leaving my pressurized cabin and dropping in randomly I started collecting money and items as fast as I could to match the competition’s capability.
Everyone’s an enemy, everyone is hostile I fear them and the weapons they’ll use on me barraging me with dragon’s breath shotgun blasts to put me down quickly or silently sniping from far away so I can’t defend myself.
The only way I can survive is staying in your circle which keeps moving away from me so I sprint through the fields and forests making my way through already looted homes hoping no one takes advantage of my vulnerability racing to your circle before I suffocate.
Once I finally get to your circle I realize it’s too small to hide in because everyone is so close together I must engage them before they attack me but they all lay siege to the small shack I’m trapped in lobbing grenades and firing at me I can’t even poke my head out.
So I stay inside donning my gas mask letting the circle overtake them and pick them off one by one as I wait inside anxiously worried someone may try to join me but eventually they’re all gone and I’m the only one left and in that moment I have achieved victory royale.
another hull breach most of her fortune slips away suckled by the undercurrent her shanties are bottlenecked messages entangled in self-accusation listing through distress and tide she flags toward more sympathetic waters
love is the bright iris of balmy weather a ballast for threadbare optimism she makes berth in tiny lips that pardon her insufficiency emptiness, a welcome refuge projected under the twinkle of satisfaction mirroring devotion
Wherefore, Fortune bled and mortal wounded, Will thou not relinquish heart nor hope? Yet stand a part for truth, and duty bound Do wield thy sword securely still.
IN HOC SIGNO VINCO
wherefore (adv.) - why a part (adv.) - as an individual, individually securely (adv.) - confidently, with skill