Welcome to 2 ѕтєρѕ ƒяσм нєℓℓ... where our mission is to help the maggots on the other side of the battlefield meet Lucifer before they even have time to look down their scope and see our mischievious grin stretching from ear to ear. Our weapons are as follows : Fear enducing, blood splattering Sniper Rifles, very sharp lethal bloodshot eyes, and a trigger finger that itches at the sight of a filthy rival wanna-be sharpshooter's skull.

2 ѕтєρѕ ƒяσм нєℓℓ simple means there are 2 steps it takes to send the pathetic piece of trash known as the enemy team to hell.
Step one: Aim down your scope and see their pretty blue eyes reflecting in the sun.
Step two: Squeeze a shiny piece of metal right in the pupil of their eyes until the only thing they see is the inside of their spawn.

Remember my brothers, my sisters, my blood. We are 2 ѕтєρѕ ƒяσм нєℓℓ.... and we must stick together. If you see a brother or sister in the battlefield, pick up your weapon and stand along side of them. If one hell raising death machine can strike fear into the hearts of the weak, imagine what two can do. There is nothing more satisfying than sticking two bullets from one family into the one poor, weak, defenseless wanna-be sniper. We are lethal. We are united. But most importantly, we all are 2 ѕтєρѕ ƒяσм нєℓℓ.


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