The first shot rang out. Buff Santa didn’t even have time to jump. Before his avatar hit the pavement, the script had already locked onto the lieutenant five blocks away. Pop. Pop. Pop.
Kael didn't answer. He just dropped a single "Merry Christmas" in the chat and logged off before the mods could catch his signal. He didn’t need the loot; he just wanted to make sure that in this hood, the only thing getting "clapped" on Christmas was the rhythm of a festive beat. UNTITLED HOOD BEST CHRISTMAS AIMLOCK SCRIPT (FA...
The snow wasn't the only thing falling in the digital streets of Untitled Hood . The first shot rang out
He wasn’t there for the cocoa. He had just injected "The Red-Nose Special"—a legendary, unpatched aimlock script rumored to be the fastest in the West. Kael didn't answer
"Who did that?" a noob asked, looking up at the empty rooftop.
Down below, a notorious gang known as the Frostbite Killers was shaking down a group of noobs. Their leader, a player in a buff Santa suit, waved a double-barrel shotgun. "Christmas is canceled," he typed into the global chat. "Drop your skins or get sent back to the lobby."
To the players below, it looked like a Christmas miracle—or a glitch in the Matrix. Kael moved like a blur, his bullets curving through the winter air as if guided by the ghost of Saint Nick himself. He cleared the square in under ten seconds, leaving nothing behind but a pile of dropped loot and a very confused chat log.