Games "Arcade" Fodder + D3 + WIP

we play the games we were born to play and I was born for them all says ma.

we play the games we were raised to play and I was raised for one says pa.

we play the games we choose to play and I can make any choice says I.

which, however is correct? who do I blame for my purpose in life? why not myself for choosing these paths opened for me? I choose the game. I may not choose my name, but I choose what to do with that name.

Games Fodder.

My fuckwad of a grandfather named me Games Fodder. 

At least I'm not my parents. I know they introduce themselves as Ellie and Abel to people they meet when they're doing business. But I also know what Grandfather calls them. I know what their official I.D.s say. 

Mom is Ineligible Fodder. Dad is Unreapable Fodder.

You want any connection to the family name, you keep the names you're given. When you're born, you don't have a choice. Grandfather names you. Maybe your parents give you a cute nickname if it's not something normal. But as you get older, the names become more personal. More tailored to who you are.

How else do you think my dad ended up with siblings named things like Disappointment, Effed'up and Whore? How he ended up with a name like Unreapable?

My brother... my brother currently has the name Coward. Coward Fodder. What kind of sadistic fuck names their deaf grandson Coward Fodder? Yeah, he's a bit of a pacifist. Yeah, he really likes cows and won't eat meat. That doesn't make him any more of a Coward than it makes me want to be a tribute in the Hunger Games.

Nostri nominum sumus. We are our names.

Dead language. Dead phrase. Dead family. You should see us come Ratmas.