Warmzy
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To be fair, you have to have a very high skill level to handle the P90. The rate of fire is extremely high, and without a solid grasp of recoil control most of the bullets will go over a typical silver's head. There's also P90's running accuracy, which is deftly woven into his characterisation - it's run and gun philosophy draws heavily from russian playbooks, for instance. The gold novas understand this stuff; they have the intellectual capacity to truly appreciate the beauty of this gun, to realize that it's not just a superior weapon- it has a huge impact on our LIFE. As a consequence people who dislike P90 truly ARE idiots- of course they wouldn't appreciate, for instance, the humour in gold nova's existencial catchphrase "RUSH B BLYAT," which itself is a cryptic reference to Turgenev's Russian epic Fathers and Sons. I'm smirking right now just imagining one of those addlepated simpletons scratching their heads in confusion as the belgian engineers' genius unfolds itself on their PC screens. What fools... how I pity them. 😂 And yes by the way, I DO have a P90 tattoo. And no, you cannot see it. It's for the ladies' eyes only- And even they have to demonstrate that they're within 2 ranks of my own, preferably lower.
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TERROR 22 Oct @ 1:06am 
"Gooning" may be most simply defined as that state usually achieved after a prolonged edging session, when a man becomes completely hypnotized by the feeling radiating his penis. Since a gooning state can only be achieved after edging, the man's ♥♥♥♥ will have become mightily aroused at this point and every caress the male genitals are subjected to will trigger potent elation. As the man keeps edging and thus keeps experiencing intense pleasure, he enters a state of trance where his mind intimately merges with his ♥♥♥♥ : the gooning state, where he and his ♥♥♥♥ become one. To be even more accurate, when the gooning state is achieved, the man's body becomes for all intents and purposes an appendage to his erection. When this state is achieved, the male becomes freed of all social codes of conduct, and his arousal, alone, dictates his reactions. As a result, a gooned out man will become very expressive and demonstrative
Big Dawg 1 Jul @ 5:09pm 
Oh Warmzy, your skills in "Chained Together" are a sight to behold, and by behold, I mean it's like watching a toddler try to navigate a maze blindfolded. You have this magical ability to lead us all straight to disaster, pulling the entire group back to the beginning of the map with the grace of a bull in a china shop. Every time we think we’re making progress, you manage to find the one obscure pitfall or trap to drag us all down. It's almost like you have a personal vendetta against success. But hey, at least you keep things interesting, right?
Big Dawg 17 Jun @ 11:24pm 
If CS had an award for "Most Creative Use of Team Flashbangs," you would be a top contender. You've elevated the accidental TK to an art form, always keeping your teammates on their toes—literally, because they can't afford to stand still for too long without risking a friendly fire incident. Maybe it's time to suggest you switch roles from entry fragger to designated distraction.
Big Dawg 17 Jun @ 11:24pm 
Watching Warmzy play CS is like witnessing a bizarre experiment where chaos theory meets video games. It's a symphony of mistimed rushes, questionable weapon choices, and strategic decisions that defy all known logic. You seem to have mastered the art of giving away our position in the most creative ways possible—forget stealth, you're all about that "loud and proud" gameplay. It's almost impressive how consistently you manage to turn a promising round into a comedy of errors. Perhaps you're secretly trying to pioneer a new genre: "Theatrical Gaming," where every match is a tragicomedy with you in the starring role.
TERROR 19 May @ 11:25pm 
Why is six afraid of seven?

Six hasn't been the same since he left Vietnam. He can seldom close his eyes without opening them again at fear of Charlies lurking in the jungle trees. Not that you could ever see the bastards, mind you. They were swift, and they knew their way around the jungle like nothing else. He remembers the looks on the boys' faces as he walked into that village and... oh, Jesus. The memories seldom left him, either. Sometimes he'd reminisce - even hear - Tex's southern drawl. He remembers the smell of Brooklyn's cigarettes like nothing else. He always kept a pack of Lucky's with him. The boys are gone, now. He knows that; it's just that he forgets, sometimes. And, every now and then, the way that seven looks at him with avid concern in his eyes... it makes him think. Sets him on edge. Makes him feel like he's back there... in the jungle.
Big Dawg 27 Apr @ 2:46am 
hey, sorry I saw your profile and I just thought you looked cute in your picture, i really wanted to tell you that:)) It's really rare to see girls playing video games haha! I don't know why its a guy thing honestly im like really against misogyny and like ill be the one in the kitchen making sandwiches. We should really play l4d2 sometime its a really cool zombie game with a lot of scary moments, but don't worry ill be there to protect you 😉 sorry that wasnt flirting I swear Im just trying to be friendly I really like your profile picture sorry was that too far? Really sorry i'm really shy I don't go out much haha add me on discord we should talk more you look really cute and nice xxx