Slacks - The Real Truth

I want to start of by saying this wasn't easy to write. I've long debated writing this and tbqh still not sure if I'm going to post it once I'm done typing.



In order to best describe the whole picture let's go back to the first time I worked with Slacks - Birmingham 2018.



As my first real gig with ESL I was really excited, I'd long waited for an event in the UK as well so everything was hype for me.



Cue the first interaction I had with Slacks - and the last I had with "Jake". When I first met him I greeted him at the lobby of the hotel, introduced myself and tried to give him his room card (he doesn't like being handed things). "Hi Jake, My name is -". Before I could get another word out Slacks grabbed my shoulder pulled me in and whispered in my ear "if you ever call me Jake again I will cut you".



For the rest of the event I avoided refering to Slacks by any name; scared of what he'd do if I got it wrong.



When the first live day came Slacks refused to sit down in the greenroom. Instead opting to stand staring at himself in the makeup mirror omniously. He didn't even break his stare while eating - it was incredibly weird.



That was all, for now. Come along Hamburg 2018 where Slacks was once again on the team. This was the event with PS4-gate. Slacks managed to swing the story his way but I feel the need to clarify exactly what happened.



Slacks kept on talking about the PlayStation. At this point I had no idea his intention to steal, yes steal, the PlayStation. You see, the tweet from @ESLDota wasn't actually from ESL.



Slacks, angered when told the PlayStation wasn't for sale, broke into the SocMe office, looked the Twitter manager directly in the eye and word for word recited the man's immediate family's names, their birthdays and their home addresses. Scared the man yielded the account to Slacks.



Slacks then replied to his own tweet with the "12 retweets" speel.



When the final day came Slacks took the PlayStation from the room and proceeded to run full speed to the shuttle. At this point I noticed what had happened and ran after him.



When I caught up to Slacks inside the shuttle he proceeded to throw PlayStation parts at me, telling me if I took his "baby children" (his Soul Calibur characters) from him he'd not come in to work tomorrow (this was the final day).



Eventually I took the PlayStation from him, immediately he broke down into a pool of tears. A bit bewildered, I left.



I wouldn't see Slacks again until Mumbai and it's here where I've reached my limit. The nugget and pizza demands are one thing but it goes so much deeper.



On rehearsal day for Mumbai Slacks came into the studio wielding two throwing axes. Whenever someone tried to interact with him he'd recite back Troll Warlord lines. As a talent manager you have to accommodate all talent as best as possible but even for me this was too far.



When our producer came in to talk the talent through the show Slacks screamed at the top of his lungs "WHY DOESN'T ANYBODY LIKE ME?!" and threw 6 axes all around the room (he had another 4 concealed not in his hands).



The axes narrowly missed myself and the producer, my heart skipped for a while after I won't lie.



It's taken until now for me to write this because I've been petrified.



Please help, I'm just a simple boy who loves esports but I fear for my life whenever I'm near him. Today he has brought jumper cables with him to the event and swinging them while staring at me. Please god help me.



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