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This person made an extraordinary act of kindness and or funnyness and therefore earned my deepest respect.
May this person also control the chaos of DBD and spread morale, positivity and the art of teamwork.
-Chaos Control
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⣿⡇⣿⣷⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣷⡼⣿⣿⣿
⣿⡷⢹⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡿⢿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣫⣝⢿⣿⣿⠹⣿⣿
⣿⡏⣾⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠚⣖⢸⣿⠟⣛⣿⣤⣧⣾⣿⣿⣷⢹⣿
⣿⡇⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⢿⣿⣿⣾⣿⣿⣷⣸⣿⣿⣿⣿⣯⢷⣿⢸⣿
⣿⣷⢸⣿⣿⣿⣽⢯⣷⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⢋⣾⣿
⣿⣿⣧⡫⡿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡿⠋⡉⠅⡉⠍⠛⢋⢡⠠⣐⠄⢻⣿⣿
⣿⣿⣿⣿⣶⣭⣍⢋⣫⠄⢐⢐⠐⡐⠈⠌⡀⡂⡐⢈⣭⣤⢻⣿
⣿⣿⡿⣟⠿⣿⡟⣾⣿⣿⣿⡿⠃⠄⠅⠡⠐⡀⢂⠌⠻⠿⣸⣿
⣿⣿⣷⣝⢗⡝⢡⣿⣿⣿⡉⠁⠡⠨⠠⠁⠅⢂⠂⠌⢐⣼⣿⣿
⣿⣿⣿⣿⡎⣷⢸⣿⣿⣿⣿⣶⣄⣄⡁⠌⠨⢀⣂⡅⣿⣿⣿⣿
⠀⠀⠀⣀⣠⠞⠉⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠈⠀⠀⠙⣆⠀
⠀⣰⠛⠰⠁⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠙⢦⠘⣇
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⣼⢀⡏⠀⠠⠶⠖⠒⠀⡀⠀⣠⣀⣰⠀⠀⠰⣿⣿⣿⣿⠀⢸⠀
⣿⢸⡇⣤⣶⣶⣦⠀⠀⠈⠉⣀⣀⣀⣀⡀⢀⠴⠋⠉⠉⠛⢯⡀
⡟⠘⣿⠻⠿⠿⠛⠀⠀⢠⠞⠁⠀⠀⠈⠙⠋⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣿
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⠇⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣿⠁⠀⠙⠛⠛⠓⠢⢤⣤⣤⣤⣴⡾⠛⠙⢧⠀
⠻⢦⣤⡤⠴⠚⡇⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢀⡿⠿⠿⠟⠁⠀⠀⢸⡆
⠀⣼⠋⠀⣾⡟⣳⣾⣿⡿⣿⣿⣿⠟⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣷⣄
⠀⡇⠀⠀⠉⢱⣿⣿⡿⢰⣿⣿⠃⢰⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡟⢿⣿⣿⣷
⠀⠁⠀⠀⠀⣿⣿⣿⠇⣼⣿⠇⡀⢸⡿⣿⣿⣿⡿⠁⢸⣿⣿⣿⡇
⠀⠀⠀⠀⢰⢰⣿⡿⢀⣸⣿⣤⣿⡈⡇⢿⣿⡿⢁⡎⢸⣿⡇⣿⣿
⠀⠀⠀⠀⣼⢸⣿⡇⣸⣤⣶⣶⣤⣽⣷⣼⡯⠐⠿⢇⣿⡿⠀⣿⣿
⠀⠀⠀⠀⣿⣿⣿⡇⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣷⣦⣹⡦⠂⣿⣿
⠀⠀⠀⠀⣿⡁⣿⡇⠻⣿⣿⣿⣧⣙⠛⣛⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠡⠂⣿⡏
⠀⠀⠀⠀⣿⣧⣙⡇⠲⢀⣉⠛⠛⠿⠿⠿⣿⣿⡿⠿⠋⣴⢀⣿⠃
⠀⠀⠀⣸⣿⡿⣿⡟⢠⣿⣿⢷⣦⢠⣤⣤⣤⠰⣶⣶⣿⠃⣼⣡
*I laugh inwardly as he tries to switch classes in desperation, but it’s too late. He’s already too far gone. Every time he respawns, he meets my Natasha’s unrelenting barrage. I reload, peek around a corner, and unload a hail of bullets as he stumbles out of spawn.*
*In chat, I can see his anger bubbling up, but I stay cool, typing, “Still no match, buddy. Just admit it, you’re outclassed.”*
*Another kill. Another respawn. I lean back in my chair, watching the scoreboard climb in my favor.*
*As the final round approaches, the kid’s movements become slower, more erratic, and I can see his skill level fall apart. He knows it’s over
*Victory screen flashes. I type, “GG, kid. Maybe next time—don’t spam and learn some real tactics.
Player BIP BIP left the game
Bilbo Ballbaggins : how long could you last in spitter cooch before ur ♥♥♥♥ disintegrates
play more : okok!
Kjell : r0en p0p r0bin
Robin : kj3ll
play more : what does that mean
Kjell : 0 dmg
arnold98458349 : norsk?
Kjell : i have plenty tho
Kjell : african
arnold98458349 : homse
play more : hawk tuah
Player roen left the game
Player Kjell left the game
Player Gillipop left the game
arnold98458349 : rq
Player Robin left the game
stredst : lol
play more : EZ
arnold98458349 : x4
arnold98458349 : rq
The_Punisher : 100%
Sacarina : ok xd
Player Xx_Pavle2021_xX left the game
PIXEL GAMER : playmore = cheater
PIXEL GAMER : i go RQ
PIXEL GAMER : bye ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥
Player PIXEL GAMER left the game
play more : we have 700 hrs btw
Jean Simon : R
༼ᴍᴀɴꜱᴀʟɪ༽ is joining the Infected
Yodmoo : 1 afj]
Yodmoo : afk
Jean Simon : kick?
Louis is joining the Survivors
Bill is joining the Survivors
Player All left the game
(Survivor) cheery fellow : maybe dont go up there like a ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ mong
happy third november anniversary