Rust. A game that is not only filled with toxicity, but is filled with potentially a good start to a new wipe. In this story, you will see that I, a solo Rust player, get one of the greatest starts to a wipe that could happen to anyone.
As I spawned into the new yet very familiar environment as a naked on the beach, I wanted action as soon as humanely possible. I wanted to make the greatest play that anyone would ever see. So, I began the long and treacherous first farming. I ran over to the tree and began to smash the red X's. Bark spewed out from every blow until the tree fell. I then moved on to the next tree and heard another player's voice. I looked around, confused. Scared, I crafted two spears to defend myself against potential enemies. I was looking about and with only 14 seconds left on the second spear, I began to hear footsteps. "Time for my first bit of action," I said to myself.
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Rust - An adventure that will never be forgotten...
ActionThis is my second story. Most of this story will be created on my phone, so do not judge the autocorrect! This is a story about a significant person, me, who spawns into a newly wiped server. PLEASE DO NOT JUDGE CRINGINESS!
