Monoxide Child

Who purchased this shed?

Name: Monoxide Child Age: 24 Timezone: UTC -6 CST Hours (screenshot): Current Balance in Bank: 500k ish. However... Money is far from a problem. How can you contribute to Defiance: Well Then.... Monoxide M.F.'in Child here. Formally Mittenz. The clown you will love and fear. After growing up in the ghetto of Del Ray Detroit, MI, I became a bit of a cannibal moving from town to town stalking victims left and right, craving the flesh of the ones who despised me. Of course that life doesn't exactly last long. Eventually the law soon would catch up to me just to throw me in a isolation chamber where I was left with nothing but the straight jacket on my back(and maybe hello kitty socks). Day became night, night became darkness, darkness became... the ally I long forgotten. After five long years of my mind slowly deteriorating my thoughts were no longer my own. Several voices now replaced my conscience whom once attempted to steer me in the right direction. Thankfully one faithful day arose, as I was escorted to the prison yard my thirst came over once again. I would bite the neck of my first captor while roundhouse kicking the other. Grabbing the keys and making my way to freedom, Andy Dufresne style, is Andy was a cannibal. "The Greatest Escape of the Decade."TM You must have read it in the paper. Since fleeing I have sustained my love for human flesh and focused more of dogs, turtles, meth and scotch alone. Strange choice I know. Until one day on my routine walks through the town, scouting people for whom I would have once stalked and devoured. I found a pamphlet. "LAKESIDE! ACCEPTING THOSE SANE and INSANE!!!!" The moment I read it's story's and job opportunity's I had to catch the first boat. Sadly, this boat mistook my curled up, snoring, shit smelling self overboard. I woke up in a daze on a long ass beach. As I slowly crawled to the nearest road drenched in saltwater I came upon a sign. "KAVALA!" The rest is history. Now you may be asking what this has to do with anything... The Answer is 42. Now all jokes aside... Really I've been gone for some time, PC Temp issues. This has not halted my gaming as a whole... I live in the internet. I just recently picked Arma back up, and It' s been a sweet reunion since. I have been on Asylum since Dec 15' and at least 800+ hours of my Arma 3 is Asylum Server #3. I hit the ground running. Made my money, made a few friends, Time to reek havok. Previous Gangs (Not APD): Donuts, circa 1 year ago. Do you have sufficient knowledge of cartels: of course. Why are you interested in joining Defiance: As stated before, looking for New Experiences my friends. Anyone Who Could Vouch For You: I have had a conversation with Justin I do believe. \Roll the Dice. Take a Chance. Win Millions/

Well Bad Blood is not what it used to be you'll soon discover.

Smirnoff I know this had to be part, if not all, your doing. I'm proud of you sir. and your gif signature.

nevermind.... just saw new update

when did this get added?

Put a gun against his head. Pulled my trigger now he's dead.

As long as you want to.... Break Free

How is this a bad thing. He was a amazing person and one of the best vocalist's to ever grace the stage. If anything I demand Don't Stop Me Now be added to the Karaoke List! In honor of our gracious lord Padrinos.

Is it just me or does Padrinos look like Freddy Mercury. With all due respect of course, I love Freddy Mercury so no shots fired.

WKYK, priceless

Im a tanker myself. havent played much planes. I just enjoy it way more than World of Tanks because of the realism they added to it.

Just got to live for the battle man

In-game name: Monoxide Child Age: 23 Timezone: Central -6 Hours on Arma 3 (screenshot): 830 Previous gang affiliations: D0nuts S3 Why we should accept you: I enjoy holding my own, and making people laugh. I am quite demented and dead bodies make me happy. Any extra information: I'm active most of the time, just started playing Squad and enjoying the hell out of that. I see where some of your players enjoy it as well. would love to actually play with a squad who knows what the F to do. Can't carry the team EVERY match. With you all I know I wouldn't have to carry shit. <3 Also Meth Runs are Life in Arma. I know I've ran into yall a couple times but its usually never a bad experience, well.... bad as in I get pissed off lmao. Give me a task and consider it done.

<3

He was the true Ace of Spades. RIP Lemmy

I was hesitant at first to get this game because of the price but after reading alot of reviews I broke down and got it. First impressions this game is difficult, and when I mean difficult, its outrageously difficult. If you do not get in with a good squad(and a good Squad Leader) you will perish quickly. Having said that you must look at the impressiveness this game brings. Sounds are as realistic as they come, either fighting inside or out. When you get fired upon your heart races as if you are actually in the field. Tactics and being team oriented is a MUST. Going at it Lone-Wolf style like most people do in games will only get you killed and will not effect the outcome of the game. It's not about how many kills you get. It's about how effective your team and other teams are in the battle. Capturing and holding objectives is bound to make your heart jump outta your chest. I HIGHLY recommend this game if you love taking tacticalism to a new level.

64 hours in, Have my Tigers. and T34-KV1's. Need a group!!!!

Ok Gentleman, Monoxide MF'in Child here. Formally Mittenz. The clown you will love and fear. After growing up in the ghetto of Del Ray Detroit, MI, I became a bit of a cannibal moving from town to town stalking my next victim, craving the flesh of the ones who despised me. Of course that life doesn't exactly last long. Eventually the law soon would catch up to me just to throw me in a isolation chamber where I was left with nothing but the straight jacket on my back. Day became night, night became darkness, darkness became... the ally I long forgotten. After five long years of my mind slowly deteriorating my thoughts were no longer my own. Several voices now replaced my conscience who once attempted to steer me in the right direction. Thankfully one faithful day arose and I was escorted to the prison yard and from there I would bite the neck of my first captor while roundhouse kicking the other. grabbing the keys to what would be the greatest escape of the decade. You must have read it in the paper. Since fleeing I have sustained my love for human and focused more of bears and turtles alone. Strange choice I know. Until one day on my routine walks through the town, scouting people for whom I would have used to stalk and devour, I found a pamphlet. "LAKESIDE! ACCEPTING THOSE SANE and INSANE!!!!" The moment I read it's story's and job opportunity's I had to catch the first boat. Sadly, this boat mistook my curled up, snoring, shit smelling self overboard. I woke up in a daze on a long ass beach. As I slowly crawled to the nearest road drenched in saltwater I came upon a sign. "KAVALA" the rest is history. :cadet:Mittenz by day, santaMonoxide Child, Eater of Babies by nightsanta Did I mention the Santa Hat.

Server: 3 House, Garage, Industrial Shed: Garage Garage Size(40k/55k/60k): 55k Location (Town/DP#): DP14, perfect view of the gas station on the hill. Asking Price: 100k Description: https://gyazo.com/4d4c60803cc72f90e8c6422824faedf0