This apathy and fanaticism is truly shocking, I have never shown such courage and disrespect towards the Geneva Conventions before. The location of the game is very simple. The game you play really represents the unit logo. In real life, a Paraguayan boy unknowingly takes you to a remote area of ​​Norway. When he tries to recover from drinking household fluids, he wakes up quickly, and his future is in pain. Before the actual game started, he had to perform a detailed game ritual. In this ritual, they will strip you naked, give you lots of electric shocks, build up in your stomach, force you to read various Christmas carols, and then immediately have a horse hat hang on you. Then, when she is abused and traumatized, even if she is a violent woman, she cannot get married, put you in a red and white suit, and immediately released to an enclosed area, where you have to interact with the suit. the same way characters fight. Cool roulette. A 20-year-old bloody hunter and Santa's shopping spree, he wants the same gaming experience. They like to tear your legs at big feasts and feed you on silver trays. Obviously, all participants thought it was a Santa statue, and anyone who disagreed with it would suffer long-term physical injury as a result of dismemberment. Before starting this difficult game, you must confuse the slow players, followed by Norway with the Heimdall key, which marks the start of the game. After the sound of corn echoed on the wall, all participants moved on, without saying much, and fell sharply to their respective skulls, consecrating their bodies to the old evil gods. For my part, I remember being hostile and confused towards Santa Claus, and immediately slapping him with my hand, probably because of the adrenaline rushing through my veins. Then I summoned the angel that was floating on the ground, and bowed himself as soon as he touched the earth. Then I found the gun barrel and found a bow, which I then used to shoot the deer. I used the horse to guide the deer to bite the blood stains left on Santa Claus, I rode on my beautiful horse, how big the horns are. Then my hand fell on the cat, made by the Nordic blacksmith according to the game's long tradition. I rescued nine survivors with this katana and broke them in front of the audience. They got mad at seeing this heinous behavior because I saw them as Flowers. After the game, I was transferred by Cold Arrow and returned to my room, where I had not yet seen the Unity logo, but received an ad from a paid clone drone company. This is not a soft party game, but a test to determine how much harassment an unscrupulous participant can tolerate.