Getting ready for force wipe, we all were excited to get back in to Rust, with no suprise , The Virgin duo had other plans for this wipe to fulfill the gaping abcess of self loathing and pathetic futility of their existence.
They proceed to harass Chris into not letting me join the base, make a private voice channel, and start playing.
As one does, i set myself on a path of righteous vengeance. Proceed to make my own 2x1 by the Train Yard and farm materials.
Couple hours in im fairly loaded and crafting guns.
I see from the global chat chris flaming someone they ganked in Harbor. Pictured: Initial Inquiry
Context: I walk into their base 3 hours in. Fucking chris is shooting me with an English Longbow. Donned in my tactical suit, i dome im in the face and proceed to pursue nmagane.
Pictured : Nmagane 3 hours into wipe
I proceed to switch to my Crossbow to put this pathetic miserable vermin out of his painful existence(he's not worth shooting with a gun.), he's dead before he hits the ground.
Pictured: Me giving all the loot back to the 14 year old kid Chris flamed after killing.
