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One afternoon in the land of GSL, Classic and soO were preparing to enjoy a lovely picnic in the middle of a sunny yet frosty setting. There was a wonderfully large blanket, covered in baskets filled with delectable treats: immortal surprise, roach stew, and sentry sandwiches prepared by a professional Aiur chef. soO, having attended many picnics in the land of the GSL before, licked his lips in anticipation and prepared to sample some of the enticing fare. Although both had a basket of food all to themselves, soO usually spread himself to one or two others before beginning to eat. However, as he reached for a basket full of drone donuts he found himself hesitating, as Classic had already crawled to his side of the blanket and had a hand moving around in the very same basket. soO was surprised by this strange act from his friend.soO mumbled under his breath. Classic stopped rummaging around in the picnic basket, looked at soO, and nodded expressionlessly. Upon removing his hand from the basket, Classic showed soO that there were two pylons preventing soO from taking any food from the picnic basket, and a cannon was being warped in out of reach. The bewildered soO picked up the basket, but could not reach the cannon before it was due to finish. Giving up, he looked around to see what else he might enjoy instead, but Classic had found himself a seat right in front of him and was preparing a sort of battle stance with his arms at strange angles, as if he was preparing to grab soO. soO looked closer, seeing that Classic was clutching a pylon in each hand, and stared Classic in the face with utter horror while his companion remained completely emotionless.soO hesitated, perhaps wondering what had gotten into his friend. Classic ruthlessly chewed at a probe pastry. After a lengthy and extremely tense standoff, soO attempted to seize the closest picnic basket and use his body to cover it up. However, when he looked the basket, soO discovered that Classic had somehow already snuck a pylon under some of the healthier treats in the basket, a process which had ruined the tastiness of the fine cuisine. Classic watched as his “friend” searched the inside of the basket for a way to rid himself of the pylon. With increasing frustration, soO tried to sneak some of the snacks from a fourth basket. Confidently and emotionless, Classic walked over to him and placed a pylon right on top of all of the basket’s contents.soO looked like a ruined man, as he felt undermined by his long-time friend. He shouted towards Classic. “I thought we played fairly! I thought we were friends, I thought we enjoyed food together. Classic, I was sure that you are a nice person! You embody the sweetness of the Protoss dishes you feast on when we have picnics in the land of GSL!”"What happened?"Despite this outburst, Classic continued to stare at soO,his face a, before looking around to make sure soO wasn’t raiding picnic baskets at other corners of the blanket. soO observed this strange behavior with growing curiosity. He soon thought to himself, “Perhaps Classic is merely selfish. He simply prevents me from eating anywhere else so that I will eat with him.” With wonder, soO attempted to take from one more basket, one rather close to the two that Classic was slowly dining on. Although he didn’t notice initially, Classic soon realized that soO was trying to steal from his basket and remorselessly grabbed another pylon, slamming it onto a nearby section of the blanket. Upon realizing his former friend’s treachery, soO grabbed a bowl of roach stew and threw it at Classic before storming off into the distance.