'Ayy Baby Want Sum Fuk?' Is Now Recruiting!

[Ayy baby. 29]

Hey guys,

I got my Dayz working and to celebrate this monumental achievement I have decided to make a new clan. After Guardians of Kamenka died as no females play Dayz I decided to re-evaluate my life and make a better clan so here I am.

There are no major requirements other than you must love using the Lee Enfield, I dont want anyone who gets attached to gun farming as thats for losers and nerds sorry.

If you want to join write a short essay here why I should pick you to join me and I will mark your essay out of A*-F.

[Steak and Potatoes 13480]

Ayy Baby Want Sum Fuk Essay-

I started playing as a young boy whilst in dayz and blossoming began. My skill sets Fruitated as I bethrothed chernarus and formed an everlasting bond of the gods. I learned to laugh, sing, cry and blood bag. I have furthered my skills in basket weaving and household chores to maintain a clans base. I once was in a clan but it had not lasted ages as my spirit for longed to become one with nature. My fellow comrades seemed to care about the unnecessary tasks such as killing those who simply could be cured with a hug from another beloved survivor. After breaking apart from this group I was treated to a sandwich of lead and told to go qq on my lonesome. After some time in the bush I became known as the lonesome dove. Hated by most, feared by none and blood bagged by all. I knew no boundries when it came to giving out blood. Becoming an obsession I would sit in the woods staring at lucy my pet pig and discuss further details on how to blood bag more efficiently. It seemed my life in chernarus was taking a turn for the better when I found lucy dead at our camp one night late in the evening. A bandit had taken her innards and created necklaces to hurt my self esteem. Ultimately broken I moved on blood bagging the weak and in need. 5 dayz later a came across a lovely bovine I named reggie who I adored and has never left my side to date no matter how many log in's I perform at Pobeda.

This is my design.

[Ayy baby. 29]

Ayy Baby Want Sum Fuk Essay-

I started playing as a young boy whilst in dayz and blossoming began. My skill sets Fruitated as I bethrothed chernarus and formed an everlasting bond of the gods. I learned to laugh, sing, cry and blood bag. I have furthered my skills in basket weaving and household chores to maintain a clans base. I once was in a clan but it had not lasted ages as my spirit for longed to become one with nature. My fellow comrades seemed to care about the unnecessary tasks such as killing those who simply could be cured with a hug from another beloved survivor. After breaking apart from this group I was treated to a sandwich of lead and told to go qq on my lonesome. After some time in the bush I became known as the lonesome dove. Hated by most, feared by none and blood bagged by all. I knew no boundries when it came to giving out blood. Becoming an obsession I would sit in the woods staring at lucy my pet pig and discuss further details on how to blood bag more efficiently. It seemed my life in chernarus was taking a turn for the better when I found lucy dead at our camp one night late in the evening. A bandit had taken her innards and created necklaces to hurt my self esteem. Ultimately broken I moved on blood bagging the weak and in need. 5 dayz later a came across a lovely bovine I named reggie who I adored and has never left my side to date no matter how many log in's I perform at Pobeda.

This is my design.

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[Beck (DayZ) 1768]

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Damn, I'm glad you aren't my english teacher...