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>be me
>Nerdy 22 year old former NEET
>Leech in the navy
>Got rerated cs (Constantly suicidal AKA Cook)
>uncle sam doesn't trust faggots like me with submarines.
>Go to gay navy cook school
>This, this is where I meet Ken for the first time
>The moment I meet ken I know. I know it's my destiny to ruin his life.
>Nobody in the world could be so autistic.
>He couldn't even pass any of his tests, all of them were fudged by the teacher.
>And besides all that, he loved to try to talk shit about other people.
>Make them feel super shitty about themselves, because of how small his dick was.
>Not only stupid, but a grade A dickface.
>By some blessing of fate, at the end of school, he was coming to my command with me
>He would try to treat me like his friend, because he had none and he fucking clung to me.
>I would not allow my navy to be poisoned by such cumstainery
>could anyone blame me for what I was planning?
>More?

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>Ken didn't make it easy on himself to say the least
>First day out to sea a casualty was called away
>Ken sounded like a full grown toddler "WAS THAT REAL?!"
>He looked like he was about to freak out
>Like we were going full Battle Stations or something
>everyone lost it
>Not a single person took him seriously
>And I hadn't needed to do a damn thing
>A simple comment was enough to make him feel stupid
>I spoke smugly "Ken are you kidding me?"

>The next time ken fucked up wasn't all that bad
>But it only took a little egging to make it worse
>He claimed someone had stolen his laptop
>our senior chief came down screaming like the howler monkey he was
>We were going to do a health and comfort inspection
>Search every rack for the damn thing
>Ken simply stands there with his mouth open staring at the wall.
>Just as it's about to start, Senior has some residual spark of sense in the dried rhino stain he calls a brain
>He checks kens rack. LO AN BEHOLD There it was, buried under kens crusty yellow brown underwear.
>This retard immediately told everyone someone stole his laptop without even looking for it in his own rack.
>After this incident I start to put on the pressure
>Pull him aside after a meal one day "Hey Ken, Listen man, You need to be careful, after that incident everyone is watching you pretty closely. You don't want to get kicked out do you?"
>For the first time in his life a look of understanding blooms in his eyes. And I see he is afraid.
>This is gonna work out just fine.

>2 weeks later
>Start Taking ken aside every time he fucks up
>Make him feel absolutely horrible without really saying he's stupid
>"Ken why did you do that? You should know better, What's wrong with you??"
>"No ken, I'm just disappointed. I thought you were better than that."
>"I can't even look you in the face right now ken. You ruined that entire meal."
>It's working. His confidence is shattered. He is falling slowly into a pit of despair
>His performance just gets worse and worse each day
>And his lack of intelligence keeps him from realizing It's almost all me
>Behind his back I'm spreading all the stories I have of him
>The time he asked a Naval officer in uniform "Are you marines"
>The time he screamed in front of the royal Omanian police "I DON'T TRUST THESE PEOPLE"
>The time he gave me a second degree burn on my hand. Which I never let him forget.
>Even the little things like his inability to distinguish between his ethnicity, where he grew up and where he was born.

bumping

>4 weeks in
>Everything is coming together
>The rumours and stories are flying
>Everyone sees him as nothing more than a waste of space
>He's the joke of the ship and it's a pretty damn bad joke
>Most people treat him with contempt or at the very most the patience of a squirell
>We never put him on useful jobs, everyone implying he is useless
>Finally the day has come
>Ken no longer in the galley
>I ask my watch captain
>"What happened to ken?"
>"I'm not sure, I was told he wasn't coming in anymore."
>Start asking around, at this point pretty sure he fucked up so bad he's getting kicked
>So feeling pretty good overall.
>Finally hear about him from the captain over the 1MC (shipwide loudspeaker)
>"I'm sorry to say, but one of our shipmates killed himself last night. Our HMs tried to save him but he was to far gone to save. Let us have a moment of silence for CSSN user Ken."
>Never saw Ken again.

That's the end of that story

Took a minute to type out but hope it was enjoyable Sup Forumsoys

oh shit

please, someone can do a screencap?

>American Sailors
>busy killing each other in pussy ways
Losers.

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Kek, had a good laugh/10.
How weird was it to know that you basically lured this bitch into comitting suicide?

Honestly I'm pretty happy with the result.

in the name of all that is greentext. I declare this thread a story thread.

thanks user, i wish you a long and good life ended by snu snu

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Thanks, user.

We need more original content on Sup Forums like this.

I'll be around to tell more stories

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good pic user. I like it

my contribution to gay navy greentext thread