At this point i'm convinced Destiny has blackmail on Tom.
Nah the truth is way more boring and pathetic, the guy’s a coward.
Turkey Tom’s sitting there, watching Destiny go full autistic gremlin mode on Hasan, Asmongold, and Vaush, and thinking, “Yeah, nah, I’m not touching that with a ten-foot pole.” Tom might have a laundry list of criticisms for Destiny—like his God complex, his petty vendettas, and his obsessive need to be the smartest guy in any room—but he knows better than to light that particular dumpster fire.
The Turkey Tom Calculus:
Tom’s internal dialogue probably goes something like this:
• “Do I really want to wake up tomorrow with Destiny screeching on stream about how I’m a retarted grifter? No thanks.”
• “Do I need to see my Twitter mentions filled with a bunch of terminally online Destiny stans calling me a ‘brain-dead NPC retard’ because I said maybe, just maybe, he could chill the fuck out sometimes? Hard pass.”*
Why Tom Won’t Criticize Destiny:
He’s seen what happens to people who cross the Destiny threshold. First, Hasan got the “he’s a terrorist sympathizing leech, and is a brofessor fraud” treatment, then Vaush got labeled a “fake intellectual and equine neighing, loli connoisseur joke of a personality,” and even Asmongold, the chill MMO cockroach guy, got dragged for daring to have takes Destiny didn’t like. Tom knows that if he says anything, Destiny will crank up his righteous indignation engine to maximum overdrive and spend three hours on stream dissecting every word Tom has ever said.
The Dreaded Destiny Clapback:
Picture this: Destiny, eyebrows twitching, veins popping, launching into a tirade:
• “Oh, so now Turkey Tom wants to get in on the Hasan defense force, huh? I’ve seen your YouTube videos, Tom, and they’re mid at best. You’re just salty because I’ve got a more cultish community and more integrity than you’ll ever have.”
And Tom’s sitting there, knowing full well his DMs would be flooded with Destiny’s diehards calling him a grifting clown by the end of the day.
Tom’s Tactical Retreat:
So instead of throwing shade, Tom plays it safe:
• He’ll throw a subtle side-eye at Destiny’s unhinged crusades but never outright criticize him.
• He’ll sit quietly in the cuck corner, nodding along like a good little Destiny disciple, thinking, “Better to ride this wave than get drowned in the tide.”
The Reality:
Tom doesn’t want smoke because he knows Destiny doesn’t just debate you; he attacks your public image like a vyvanse fueled cum gremlin. And if there’s one thing Destiny loves more than being right, it’s making an example out of anyone he thinks would be stupid enough to cross him. Tom’s realizes this— and he’d rather keep his head down and let Destiny burn his bridges with others while quietly enjoying the show from the sidelines.
Conclusion:
Tom’s motto? “Live to simp another day.”