we met in Kavala once upon a time. He was sat on the ATM building preying on Boats and Hoes and the vunerable civilians. "Hands up or die" is what I was messaged and then out of no where, a man, with long blonde hair and blue eyes, a typical swede appears through the smoke of a blown up SUV, the result of a swift de-sync ram. From that moment, he zipped me up, took me behind the market from there it was a blur, the last thing I felt was a steamy load, making its way through my body, that day a young baby swede, later to be a CS:GO pro for Instinct was born... his name, Prince David, Duke of Rodopoli

Big brother, you're the best, especially when you touch my breast. I like the way that you touch me, your chincihn makes me kimochii. Just put your ♥♥♥♥ into my mouth, I'll make it go in and out. When you're ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ me from behind, I? must admit that I will whine. When you make me stifle a moan, my hips will be moving on their own. When you ♥♥♥ all over my face, soon right after I'll feel your loving embrace. This love, that I do feel, just for your ♥♥♥♥ inside my rear. When swoon boom boom boom you will bam bam bam. No pause between c'mon let's jam This feeling of my brother's ♥♥♥♥... I must say it rocks my socks.

Good Guy we met up in Dayz and as he whispered to me dirty whispers, It felt good imagining his ♥♥♥♥ inside me and his warm loads of ♥♥♥. Pain is decreasing and he led me down on the bed, placing a pillow below my lower back and he spreads my legs. He spits on his ♥♥♥♥ three times and two times on my hole. He grabbed both of my wrists. I feel pain now. It really hurts! He let it in again and thrusts fast with eye to eye. I have no choice but to ease the pain. But it's my affliction. He was grunting and I can feel he was about to ♥♥♥. His thrusts went faster than ever and it hurts so bad. He ripped my ass, I think. I was screaming against his boxers stuffed in my mouth.

Teamed up with this guy on a whim because we were afraid the other random people we met up were going to kill us. He covered me as I walked up to meet up with them.
They seemed nice, so he logged out. I shot all three of them in cold blood.

10/10 would team up with again.

If this guy's not busy eating meatballs, he is likely to be roaming the wastelands for prey. He feeds on the weak and those with low fps! A hearty worrier and a trusted teammate. Some say his mum is pretty hot but I'm yet to confirm this myth.

I will always remember the first day I met this Swedish individual, he was there hiding in the grass fully geared messing around with my girlfriend... Who is no more :'( after much conversation he finally decided to trust me. Since then our friendship has blossomed, borrowing my weapons when I am to drunk to aim and screaming at me to rush when he is wounded. Somehow I always feel like he has my back, in dayz and in real life. To say it's been emotional is an understatement...