Hey, I'm Chris Benoit, a dedicated gamer with a profound love for Bloodborne, a game that has captured my heart with its intricate lore, challenging gameplay, and haunting atmosphere. Despite my adoration for this masterpiece, my enthusiasm is tinged with frustration as I yearn for its presence on the PC platform, a desire left unfulfilled by the apparent indifference of FromSoftware. The absence of Bloodborne on PC serves as a constant reminder of missed opportunities and unmet potential, casting a shadow over my gaming experiences.


My aversion to toxicity transcends mere distaste; it manifests as a visceral response that propels me towards extreme actions when faced with toxic behavior. The intensity of my feelings is such that I find myself resorting to physical and mental violence against those I hold dear, a regrettable outcome of my unwavering stance against toxicity in all its forms. In moments of confrontation, I wield a sharp tongue capable of delivering cutting remarks and vulgar slurs that serve as a shield against the toxicity that threatens to engulf me.


Within the competitive arena of Rocket League, I have carved out a reputation as a Grand Champion 1, a title that speaks to my skill and dedication to mastering the game. However, beneath the surface lies a darker truth—I am not above employing smurfing tactics when the situation calls for it, a strategy that has earned me the dubious distinction of being labeled a "scared little ♥♥♥♥♥" by my peers. Despite the accolades and achievements, there is a duality to my gaming persona, a complexity that defies easy categorization.


In matters of intimacy, I bring a level of expertise that rivals even the most seasoned professionals in the field. My prowess in the bedroom is legendary, with a reputation for laying the pipe with a precision and finesse that few can match. The art of pleasure is a canvas on which I paint with bold strokes, leaving a lasting impression on those fortunate enough to experience the full extent of my talents.


Outside of gaming and intimate pursuits, my evenings are often spent in quiet contemplation, staring at my screen for hours on end until the late hours of the night. This seemingly mundane ritual belies a deeper truth, revealing a vulnerability and introspection that is often masked by bravado and bravura. The act of staring at my screen like a stupid little ♥♥♥♥♥ serves as a moment of respite, a chance to escape the chaos of the outside world and retreat into the comforting glow of pixels and virtual worlds.


I have never sampled my own essence, my life force, my man milk, my genetic material, my baby batter, my love gravy, or any other term you can conjure to describe the act of consuming one's own ejaculate.

In conclusion, my Steam profile bio encapsulates the multifaceted nature of my persona—a gamer, a warrior against toxicity, a Rocket League champion, a maestro of intimacy, and a contemplative soul lost in the digital expanse. Each facet contributes to the tapestry of who I am, weaving a narrative of complexity, contradiction, and ultimately, humanity.