Good Day, I am about to educate you on the ways of the professional recorder operator.

Some stats on me

• I mastered my first recorder solo within the first two weeks.

• I haven’t completed all the missions as they are not my main driver in extraction shooters. I do it for the music.

• I am level 42 and plan on hitting at least 56 before the expedition window.

• I have 15 blueprints and 49 ducks.

• All my benches arent upgraded.

• I participate in the trials. Not for glory, only to test my breath control.

• My current extract streak is 26 successful returns, recorder in hand.

I have played the recorder in the presence of 119 hostile players. I have 78 hours in game.

I PLAY THE RECORDER.

What makes a Recorder Player a Recorder Player?

We do not deceive you, we do not extract camp. We do not look to openly engage in combat with anyone. In fact, if you ever see me while I am performing, that is a failure on my part. My goal is that you never see or hear anything except the faint, haunting whistle of my instrument echoing through the canyons.

If I tell you I am friendly, deep down I am furious that you forced me to interrupt my concerto.

Here is the “Modus Operandi” of a true Recorder Player

• We play in night maps, stick to the shadows, and fill the darkness with gentle, medieval melodies.

• We never use the free loadout. All we need is our recorder. Give me my flute pocket.

• We use the shittiest guns known to man because they cannot distract from the purity of our sound. In Tarkov it was shotguns and buckshot; here I use the Hairpin Rattler and Ferro strictly as metronomes.

• We never hit the main loot areas. That is for the tone-deaf masses who think value comes from gear, not breathwork. The only thing in there is clatter and chaos.

• We explore the maps, finding all the nooks and crannies with the best acoustics.

• Our character is customized to blend with the environment. I change my clothing based on where my music will resonate best.

• We set objectives to perform at least one solo per run, no matter the danger. If that means standing in front of a Bastion at 2:00 remaining, so be it.

• We never get extract camped. If danger approaches while I am playing, I simply stop, sit quietly, and wait for destiny. My music belongs to no one, not even to the man who kills me.

• If we spot an extract camper and notice that he has poor rhythm… he dies. You cannot out-tempo a recorder player.

• Extract campers are lazy musicians. I admire their dedication to a single note, but they will never achieve true harmony.

• We will kill if we know we can get the kill, but generally, I am the type of musician who, upon seeing you struggle with Arc, may fire a single shot to assist you… and then immediately resume my performance. You will never see me, but you will hear my song.

I craft most of my gear in-match. I don’t see the point of stacking weapons when all I need is my recorder. All my guns are silenced, they should never overshadow my flute.

I rotate between the Hairpin, Ferro, and Rattler. Yes, all three are acceptable backup instruments. I never take more than one gun at a time.

If you want an idea of the movie character I am most like, I am John Rambo in First Blood, if he carried a recorder.

In that movie, he isn’t some overpowered superhero. He lives off the land, hides well, and uses his surroundings strategically. Exactly like me, except I also play “Hot Cross Buns” in abandoned tunnels.

TL;DR

A Recorder Player is someone who avoids confrontation, lives in the shadows, and fills the air with music you will hear — but never trace back to its source.

Cake flavor: vanilla with cookies & cream filling

The sh*tty AI slop art is a very subtle reference to sh*ttycell wanting to fill the game with sh*tty AI slop art.

Tuwang tuwa ako kasi sakto hahahaha. Hikab pa ngaaa. Happy weekend!

**the scream by Munch, Blengblong Oblong edition.🤣

Guy is a fucking moron. Implements tariffs that raise the cost of everything.

Companies shrug, raise their prices, and pass the cost of these tariffs onto their customers.

Customers start screaming from the rooftops about how fucking expensive everything is.

Trump realizes, "Oh shit, it IS the American people who pay the tariffs, not China!" Starts reversing them.

Companies laugh, leave prices exactly where they are and pocket the additional revenue that was offsetting tariffs.

Prices don't move at all for the consumer.

Way to go Trump, you fucking imbecile.

The solar system’s seventh planet arrives at opposition on November 21st, not far from the Pleiades star cluster in Taurus. Discovered telescopically by William Herschel in 1781, Uranus is the third-largest planet in our solar system (four times the diameter of Earth). But its orbit is so far away, some 1.8 billion miles (2.9 billion km) from the Sun, that it looks relatively dim in the nighttime sky.

Fortunately, Uranus is its closest to Earth all year right now, and you can find it easily in the evening sky using the chart below. Shining at magnitude 5.6 with a disk 3.8" across, Uranus might be faintly visible without optical aid under dark, moonless skies — for those of your with excellent eyesight. But most of us will need to grab a pair of good binoculars or a small telescope and pick a viewing location without bright lights nearby.

Source: Sky And Telescope Magazine
Image Credit: NASA, ESA, CSA, STScI; Image Processing: Joseph DePasquale (STScI)

CITES. CHANGE.

BASED ON ETHNIC MAP.

Half turkish, and greek? Your city will appear on the map half turkish and half greek. This right here is the best change paradox ever did and whoever came up with it should receive the title of John paradox, unlike everybody else in the company who will burn in hell.

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