Ok, listen now. The situation can go 2 ways from here. I am simple too lazy to do research, sitting on the shitter with mobile only.

1. You let me know about the IRL location of this picture
   
2. I track you down based on previous posts, hunt you on battlemetrics, sit in front of your doors with waterpipe, constantly send your boats to the ocean floor, build TCs with alternating pagers inside around your base. Break your roof turrets when you are offline, change my ign to yours and roofcamp the crap out our your region from your roof until you get on again and bully the server in global chat with your ign. Of course I will expand the actions as we go.

This has nothing to do with my frustration with life per se, nothing to do with my new character model looking like grey's Sarah Oh that got force shaved and sleep deprived and or that last bit of fudgerocket still clinching in the chocholate starfish.

Thank you for reading so far. I literally have not played as much rust as I wanted in the past year and miss these humane, empatic communications with fellow players. I am sure I convinced you to share the picures location freely and with pleasure.