I only wear dark Shades of Black, Red Blue and Green, i wear my Beret with Pride, i verbally assault my Comrades and physically Assault my Friends, though i love and am willing to sacrifice myself for them. When looking in the Mirror i can't help but say "Rache, Rache" (which means Vengeance, Vengeance in American). I consider myself superior and free, as i possess excellence in everything i do and can differentiate myself from mere others, used as Tools by Humans. I refuse to use correct English Grammar Rules, only use Metric and insult People in German, even if they can't understand me, because i don't care as i am free (so shut the ♥♥♥♥ up and cope Anglos). I always mount my Optics as far forward as possible, i see more and shoot faster as i have both Eyes open, i enter Night and exit Light with my B&T Suppressed Gucci'd out 416 to my Bedside. I can handle Litres upon Litres, however i am a bad Drunk and it infringes on my Ability of self-determination, so i refuse to indulge in Alcohol. My Family loves me, but i am bothered by being tied to a Family and regularly point my Gun at them and the Feds in altercations, to show i am in Control. I can't have Sex with my Girlfriend anymore without forcing her to dress up as STAR-15 or M4, both of which remind me of M16. When i'm buying Groceries, i refuse to call them by normal Names and insist on assigning my Veggies cringy Callsigns instead, just as i do for me. I just keep moving forward, until my Vengeance is reached.

I've become so much like 416 it's scary.