It is a crisp Thursday morning. You are standing in line to a door leading to an Arma 3 live event where they will show off their upcoming DLC for the game in 2020. You don't want to be here, seeing as you never actually wanted to go - Miller stole your Walmart(tm) credit card and bought the both of you tickets to said event. You note how half the lights in front of the building are turned off for whatever reason. Maybe to save money? You p-

"Oi lad, snap out of it! You're looking like a fish out of water, yeah?"

Miller snaps you out of your schizophrenic dillusions. You turn to face him.

[Miller]: "Come on mate, cheer up! This one's gonna be a good one! I know it!"

With a hint of sarcasm, "I'm sure it will be Miller. Just like the last DLC."

Miller begins to respond, but is interrupted by the Arma 3 Theme: This is War being played in abysmally low quality and way too much bass from the speakers suspended using toilet paper above the doorway. An announcer screams from speaker that the event is starting.

The crowd gets very excited and begins to rush the doorway as it swings open on it's mechanical hinges, squeaking the whole way. You are swept by the crowd into the building.

Once inside, you are presented with a large stage in the center with the crowd filling in empty space around it in a circular fashion. On the stage are three old wooden chairs barely supporting three noticably overweight Czech men who reek of cat piss and alcohol, as well as old currency. You realize these guys are corporate executives from BI. They wear funny little hats of unknown origin.

The leftmost individual adjusts his Xbox 360 microphone before speaking,

"Welcome current and future Arma 3 players!"

The crowd goes wild, cheering and screeching. Miller is shouting "Lets go mate! Lets goooo!" over and over.

"We are very proud today to present to you our new upcoming DLC: "CSLA: IRON CURTAIN"...!

Thunderous applause from the crowd.

"Thank you! Thank you...! This new upcoming Optional DLC will surely satisfy the need for recy- I mean.. *has a coughing fit for about 2 minutes and 13 seconds* -pardon, new content!"

The crowd goes silent at the sound of "optional dlc". The three execs are sweating nervously.

The center exec moves his mic closer to his mic before whispering, "Clap or else we're banning you from all official servers for something you did years ago."

The crowd goes wild again, cheering and clapping.

"Thank you! Thank you! Yes! Ye-"

"Hold it right there!"

The crowd gasps as a man with a very defined jawline, muscular tone, and a wifebeater with the word "Ouch!" on it climbs up to the stage. He points to the three stooges while screaming,

"These men are frauds! They wish to only divide the community more!"

He faces the crowd.

"They have fixed NOTHING! Seven... Long... Years...! How long will we let them do this to us?"

The crowd is growing very angry. The rightmost exec slowly rises from his chair with an ominous aura. He suddenly stands fully upright, arms outstretched outwards. His toothy grin is very easily seen... He speaks;

"All we're saying-"

He turns towards the muscular man, arms still outstretched to the sides.

"Is give Optional DLC's a Chance!"

He presses a button on his sleeve, and the floor below the muscular man falls away, condemning him to an eternity of false battleye bans with no appeal.

He faces the crowd again.

"Like the good ol' days before anti video gaming gambling laws!"

The crowd is cheering once again, Miller is jumping up and down with joy.

You turn around and make a dash for the exit door, but it is too late. The corporate exec is already behind you, his grin remaining.

"Looks like someone..."

He puts his greasy hand on your shoulder, and leans in to whisper in your ear-

"Wants to see the feedback forums."

He lets go and begins to walk away as your vision darkens. This is the end. Nobody actually looks a the feedback forums. Before the void consumes you, you watch as Miller is escorted away, kicking and screaming, away from you.