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Minnesota, United States
ULTRA GARBAGE TRASH PLAYER BAD BOT....
ULTRA GARBAGE TRASH KILLER BAD BOT....
ONLY CAMPING... ONLY TUNNELING... ONLY SLUG... ONLY TRYHARD BAD BOT.... WITH ULTRA ZERO GENS MADE.....
ULTRA BORING MATCH PUBLIC WITH ULTRA GARBAGE PERSON BAD BOT....
GO DBD COMPETITIVE NOW BOT....
GO DBD LEAGUE NOW BOT....
ONLY TO PLAY WITH KILLER FOR IDIOTS AND KILLER BRAIN USE NEVER IN MATCH
You’ve got every outfit in the store but still no ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥. You’re out here spending $100's on pixels while the rest of us are spending time touching grass. You drop cash on outfits, but can’t drop a pickup line, to a real life girl—bro, that’s a bigger crime.
And let’s be real, being an Ace main in 2025? That’s not a flex, that’s a cry for help. You’re basically role-playing a washed-up dude who peaked 30 years ago. No perks in love, just Ace prestige grinding.