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You see, my aim is so pinpoint accurate that I can shoot a fly off a moving truck. I'm like a human aimbot, except I don't need any cheats because I'm just that good.
And let's talk about my game sense. It's like having a sixth sense, but multiplied by ten! I can predict enemy movements before they even think about making them. I'm practically psychic. They try to flank me, but I'm always one step ahead, ready to deliver headshots with surgical precision.
Oh, and callouts? Who needs 'em? I've created my own language of dominance. I just spew out a stream of gibberish, and my teammates instantly know exactly what I mean. It's like I have a direct line to their brains or something. I'm a linguistic genius, I tell you.