"But the sign said five dollars." Commented an elderly woman as she stood at checkout line. C.O.G, who had been the checker, had tried to explain to her the differences between the grocery items in her order. To no avail, the woman's stubbornness proved true, and C.O.G could see the line that formed behind her. He sighed, and decided to call his manager over. Even his manager tried to explain about the sales, and still the woman insisted on the item price. The scorn looks on the customers behind her had caused C.O.G to become upset himself as he peered up at the monitor above his head. He had only five minuets until his relief came in, and he could go home. The manager, who at this point decided to give in. Allowed the override in price for the item. Finally the clock reached the end of his shift.He took a sigh a relief, and already knew what he had planned to do when he arrived home that night.<br/><br/>Inside his room, with his door shut, and the concerns of the world shut out from his mind. C.O.G booted up his console, and loaded up a save of a remake of a classic shoot em up, DOOM. In all of it's violent glory, C.O.G took control of one of the most violent protagonists to ever step in front of a television screen. The DOOM Slayer, better known as Doom Guy. A walking tank of a one man army. With an endless arsenal of weapons, brute strength, gory take downs, and with a very simple purpose. The DOOM Slayer obliterated demons, and did in a manor that would make the devil blush. He ripped and teared...annihilated and destroyed his opposition with extreme prestigious. He efficient,brutal,unwavering, and rock steady through the far reaches of the deepest chasms of hell.<br/><br/>It was in this game, through this avatar that C.O.G was not some ordinary grocery clerk, but something that had been truly a force to be reckon with. C.O.G had been so focused on his game. That he had noticed the eerie lights coming out of his television. A strange glow emitted from the screen, and without paying attention. A bright flash engulfed the young man, and brought him to a place unlike no other. C.O.G awoken a while later in an grassy field. His eyes took a moment to adapt to the strange lights that beeped in front of his face. He felt himself encased in something, something heavy, and yet he had stood up with ease. It was only then when he lifted his arms, and discovered to his disbelief. His hands were covered in a greenish armor from head to toe. He gripped his hands tight, and made a fists. He gazed up towards the sky and down towards the ground before him. A bright glow emitted from his helmet, and all at once a heads up display appeared from all parts of his helmet's screen.<br/><br/>He had realized who he was, at least who's shoes he stood in. "This is freaking awesome!" He exclaimed as he positioned his arms in a fighting stance, and had begun to shadow box. He was The DOOM Slayer. He smirked behind the inluminated screen, and began to shout from his helmet. "Who is ready to get some!?" Unaware that due to certain..issues his voice was muffled by his helmet. To an outsider he was hard to comprehend, or understand. In a way he sounded like Kenny from south park. " Mhmhhmhmhmmh" It sounded like as he marched around the field.