Recent reviews by Shadow

ooted up CS2 to relive my glory days.
Spent 15 minutes admiring the smoke physics.
Got shot through it immediately.

Matchmaking put me with 4 people yelling in 3 different Slavic/Baltic languages.
All of them called me "bot" in perfect English.

Missed my shots, blamed my ping.
Ping was fine.

Threw molly, bounced off teammate’s head, lit us both on fire.
He typed "nice" and left.

VAC banned? No. Emotionally? Yes.

Game looks better, hurts worse.
10/10 would uninstall after every match and reinstall after 5 minutes.

great game, fun to play with friends and run servers on

great game i live it so much
would highly reccomend it

(5/5) – "7688 hours of emotional damage"

"This game ruined my life—and I love it."

I downloaded Rust thinking, “Hey, this looks like Minecraft but with guns!” Now it’s 3 AM, I haven’t seen sunlight in four days, and I just screamed “FRIENDLY!” at a tree in real life.

The first thing that happened: I spawned naked on a beach. A guy in a wolf mask hit me with a rock, screamed "EZ," and teabagged my corpse. I thought that was the tutorial. Nope, just the community.

Built my first base after seven hours of sweaty, paranoid farming. It got raided five minutes later. They left a sign that said “Thanks for the loot, idiot.” My therapist says I need to set boundaries, but it’s hard when Chad and his squad roll up with C4 and destroy the last bit of joy I had.

One time, I tried making friends. We bonded. We laughed. We even made a little camp together. Then he betrayed me, burned down our base, and shouted bad bad words in voice chat while dancing on my downed body. I respect the commitment.

I now flinch whenever I hear a twig snap. Check my windows for campers. My wife left me. My dog won't look me in the eyes. But hey—I did learn how to make explosives using only animal fat and metal fragments, so that’s a win. and how to conquer the world with a rock

Would I recommend Rust?
Yes. To my worst enemies. And my best friends. Because misery loves company.