OpReaper
OpReaper
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| Pontok: | 216.788 |
| Helyezés: | 130 |
| Legyőzött ellenfelek: |
8.402.172 (12.)
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| Klán: |
BKI
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| Falvak (52) |
Koordináták |
Pont |
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379|538 |
875 |
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427|515 |
10.474 |
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373|524 |
1.218 |
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426|518 |
5.482 |
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378|528 |
534 |
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430|513 |
10.484 |
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431|513 |
10.005 |
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433|512 |
10.144 |
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428|510 |
10.475 |
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446|509 |
10.003 |
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372|526 |
1.314 |
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376|531 |
9.946 |
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373|525 |
808 |
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433|511 |
8.183 |
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|
433|510 |
6.371 |
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|
432|514 |
4.986 |
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|
434|513 |
3.828 |
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426|520 |
9.746 |
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434|511 |
10.008 |
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377|532 |
9.768 |
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435|514 |
4.545 |
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|
375|536 |
980 |
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|
373|523 |
6.747 |
|
|
373|536 |
1.004 |
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|
428|521 |
3.901 |
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431|519 |
3.847 |
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373|531 |
3.377 |
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429|511 |
4.996 |
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372|527 |
3.933 |
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372|528 |
2.512 |
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377|529 |
2.810 |
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378|532 |
2.297 |
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378|531 |
2.183 |
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375|531 |
2.214 |
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374|529 |
2.165 |
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|
374|532 |
1.832 |
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376|532 |
2.071 |
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|
372|529 |
1.150 |
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373|532 |
1.808 |
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374|528 |
2.356 |
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373|533 |
2.077 |
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372|532 |
2.034 |
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432|519 |
4.135 |
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380|532 |
2.068 |
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372|531 |
1.633 |
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372|530 |
1.523 |
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433|517 |
3.360 |
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378|527 |
2.013 |
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379|528 |
1.955 |
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376|527 |
1.494 |
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378|536 |
1.934 |
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381|531 |
1.182 |
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Profil
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Személyes szöveg
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"A konyha az egyetlen hely, ahol valaha úgy éreztem, igazán odatartozom. Imádom minden percét: a hőséget, a nyomást, az erőszakot." BURNT
It's strange, whenever I see a gun
I think about just how petty you are
And it blows my fucking mind!
Yeah, it blows my fucking mind!
These days, I never seem to get enough
I’m tired of this shit, I want to go up
Don't waste my fucking time!
Don't waste my fucking time!
Because anything exceptional
Gets crushed by governed people
With jealousy and ignorance
And all that coven equals
This one, it isn't special
Collections made of clay
I'm waiting for the punishment
I know it’s on my way
Irreverence is my disease
It's second-hand, but you know me
The son of a bitch is on his knees
The last man standing gets no pity
With angel eyes and demon seeds
You're missing what you really need
When all is said and done, you see
The last man standing gets no pity
No pity
 Slipknot--Custers |
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