Heisenbird
Troy Kerth   Gamboula, Mambere-Kadei, Central African Republic
 
 


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Counter-Strike 2
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Anmeldelsesutstilling
2 212 timer spilt
game kills my soul but i enjoy it
Xiùyīng Qū 26. okt. 2023 kl. 19.33 
Constantly harassing me, sending me flirtatious messages, one time he even sent a photo of his bare ass in a mirror saying he wanted to be my little pookie bear snugglebun?!?! what the ♥♥♥♥. Stay far away from this freak!
Poop Dealer 29. aug. 2023 kl. 13.28 
You're ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ dead, kid. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can kill you in over seven hundred ways, and that's just with my bare hands. Not only am I extensively trained in unarmed combat, but I have access to the entire arsenal of the United States Marine Corps and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable ass off the face of the continent, you little ♥♥♥♥. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little "clever" comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ tongue. But you couldn't, you didn't, and now you're paying the price, you ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ idiot. I will ♥♥♥♥ fury all over you and you will drown in it. You're ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ dead, kiddo.
Poop Dealer 29. aug. 2023 kl. 13.28 
What the ♥♥♥♥ did you just ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ say about me, you little ♥♥♥♥♥? I'll have you know I graduated top of my class in the Navy Seals, and I've been involved in numerous secret raids on Al-Quaeda, and I have over 300 confirmed kills. I am trained in gorilla warfare and I'm the top sniper in the entire US armed forces. You are nothing to me but just another target. I will wipe you the ♥♥♥♥ out with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on this Earth, mark my ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ words. You think you can get away with saying that ♥♥♥♥ to me over the Internet? Think again, ♥♥♥♥♥♥. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of spies across the USA and your IP is being traced right now so you better prepare for the storm, maggot. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your life.
Chug-Chug Pickle 13. apr. 2023 kl. 2.54 
This thing right here has destroyed my life, I truly don't what to do anymore, so I call for a signal of assistance to anyone who may know anything about this thing. Last night on a breezy spring night, I awoke to the wails of something I can only think came from something not of this world. I grab my ethica 37 and walked outside after hushing my wife and kids back inside. Abyssal nothingness as far as the eye can see, just my protective woods shading my abode from the outside world. I stand my ground on my lantern lit porch, again, wails of the damned ring through the birch and foliage, striking my ears in a painful impact.
Chug-Chug Pickle 13. apr. 2023 kl. 2.53 
I stagger for a moment, to my horrible realization, that it was much closer this time. I go beyond panic that I thought once possible, hands begin to sweat under the oak of my weapon, mouth agape, eyes darting. I begin to think of my kids and wife, I turned back to the front door closed as I begin to walk out away from my home into the front yard. CHUNK THUMP CHUNK I dart my head to the source as I see birds cawing and flying from the general area. "WHO'S OUT THERE" I manage to get out somehow of my clenched chest and throat "SHOW YOURSELF" A loud silence yells over the estate. It stayed like this for longer then I thought normal, then, out of the monstrous abyss, it shows itself. It stood at close to 15 feet tall, it had pale, leathery skin, that one could only describe as rough yet thin. Long arms dragged beside him, with his knuckles dragging against the grass as it inched closer to me, slowly, yet surely.
Chug-Chug Pickle 13. apr. 2023 kl. 2.53 
I have never seen anything like it before, mortified beyond comprehension, hope drained from my very existence, as if it was sucking all life from its surrounding area.
Its large charcoal eyes stare deep and long at me, I gain consciousness for a brief second, as I ready my gun. I begin to inch my finger to the trigger, as it at lightning speed bashes my chest with its long skinny hand, blasting me far back into the woods, into the darkness. I awake, to sunlight hitting my eyes, I could barley recall what happened. My thoughts begin to recollect, my wife, my kids, where were they.