Doom

One of our newest members, Doom, has valiantly served the group for the last few weeks bringing a steady stream of weapons, ammunition, food and medical supplies. Earlier today I received a TeamSpeak transmission that would come to change my life. Apparently, through sheer mental determination alone, Doom had wandered the forests and plains of Chenarus, searching for days, subsiding only on warm cans of beans for food and his own penis for companionship. Though his adventure was rife with bandits, he fought on, his prey eluding him again and again. He soldiered on through the night, tired beyond reason, time itself had become warped for this operator. From out of the gray mist at the end of our view distance, he emerged from the darkness with an armored SUV and a GPK to be put in the base.

Thank you soldier. When you rise from bed, your feet hit the floor and the Devil himself says "Oh shit.."