no movement kinda gamer

brain dead player

Trash attitude, trash teammate. -rep

professional cry baby. got ♥♥♥♥ on and couldn't handle it, back to cs bro

I met this fellow in rust. We teamed up and established a base together. Everything was going fine, and we had amassed a fair bit of loot and had made some raiding supplies. We set out to find a target. We came upon a ♥♥♥♥♥♥ wooden shack out in the boonies and we decided that we would raid it. However, the denizens of the base happened to be online, but that didn't deter us from raiding them. We blow through their first door but then heard an eerie, guttural, throaty sound echoing across the plains. A band of mongol horsemen were galloping towards us, loosing arrow after arrow. I turned over to my partner here only to see him fleeing the opposite direction with his tail tucked. The mongols followed him to our base and started to lay siege, and this buffoon decided to fly all our loot away in a ♥♥♥♥♥♥ little minicopter, with 0 piloting skills mind you. He came up off the helipad and went backwards and down into the ground. 0/10 trash player

good at rust