Living next to the guy in Rust who always seemed like a friendly and reliable neighbor took a sharp turn for the worse when he offline raided me. His casual waves and offers of assistance had made me let my guard down, fostering a false sense of security. But when I logged in to find my base ransacked and my hard-earned resources gone, the betrayal hit hard. It was a brutal reminder of the ruthless dynamics of survival in Rust, where even the most amicable neighbors can turn into the worst adversaries. The once comforting proximity of his base now felt like a haunting reminder of the treacherous nature of trust in the game.

<3 very cool guy indeed

I wonder what you would look like if you were black or chineese

Thank you Wattie xD Appriciate it

very homosexual, good gamer, amazing unpaid reddit mod

+rep builds for me when im too cooked