Morning begins for me the same as always, I don't rise to an alarm clock but to pings of Torn telling me I'm yet again making more money, passive income is truly the sweetest lullaby my friends. Money never sleeps, but I have a full nights rest and wake up richer.
First order of business? Chugging down 30E energy cans while reviewing my portfolio of diversified passive revenue streams. Between the stock market dividends, platinum-ranked war stipends, and the rent checks from my fleet of private islands, it’s almost exhausting how much value I provide the economy. I am, frankly, a job creator. Without me, where would you all live? On the streets? In the noob shack? Be grateful, and know your place.
I check the forums for my morning entertainment while I step over brokies begging for free revives and Xanax to train. Pathetic. Why don't they simply loan money from their fathers and use that instead? I laugh at posts from new players, guides on the best profit per hour from traveling, another brokie ecstatic because he found a stat enhancer on the city map.
I charter a private flight (with a business class ticket of course) to South Africa. I've been trying to hunt Bumbi for quite a while but he proves as elusive as he does stupid. I intend to hang him up on my mantlepiece once I catch him, I imagine he'll make a nice piece as I have my rich friends over, laughing at how broke people make less than 1 million per war hit. Can you imagine? Couldn’t be me.
Afternoons are for philanthropy. I donate my spare cash to the economy by overbidding on worthless items, and manipulate the item market. This is simply trickle down economics, and I'm pissing my money on all of you brokies.
Evening rolls around and I log off, knowing tomorrow the cycle repeats: money piling in whether I’m awake or asleep, wars won by my faction before I even notice, and another generation of grinders celebrating their first billion like it means something.
In closing: stay poor, work harder, and maybe one day you too can afford the privilege of ignoring travel routes like the rest of us.
"we all know there is 0% probability that there is a nerd having both of the buy and mug windows opened waiting for someone that has >30m of hosp time to morph out."
I am always buying losses! All you have to do is attack me and lose. ---> Link to attack me <---
I always buy, even if offline!
If I am not online and you have losses to sell don't worry, I can still buy them. Do the losses as you normally would and I will pay you as soon as I see the event!
Payment is sent when finished with attacks.
When you are done with your attacks just send me a message with the amount I owe you. This is so important! My events folder is often a mess! I will send payment over. If I ever miss a payment just send a friendly reminder, my events folder can get messy!
Morning begins for me the same as always, I don't rise to an alarm clock but to pings of Torn telling me I'm yet again making more money, passive income is truly the sweetest lullaby my friends. Money never sleeps, but I have a full nights rest and wake up richer.
First order of business? Chugging down 30E energy cans while reviewing my portfolio of diversified passive revenue streams. Between the stock market dividends, platinum-ranked war stipends, and the rent checks from my fleet of private islands, it’s almost exhausting how much value I provide the economy. I am, frankly, a job creator. Without me, where would you all live? On the streets? In the noob shack? Be grateful, and know your place.
I check the forums for my morning entertainment while I step over brokies begging for free revives and Xanax to train. Pathetic. Why don't they simply loan money from their fathers and use that instead? I laugh at posts from new players, guides on the best profit per hour from traveling, another brokie ecstatic because he found a stat enhancer on the city map.
I charter a private flight (with a business class ticket of course) to South Africa. I've been trying to hunt Bumbi for quite a while but he proves as elusive as he does stupid. I intend to hang him up on my mantlepiece once I catch him, I imagine he'll make a nice piece as I have my rich friends over, laughing at how broke people make less than 1 million per war hit. Can you imagine? Couldn’t be me.
Afternoons are for philanthropy. I donate my spare cash to the economy by overbidding on worthless items, and manipulate the item market. This is simply trickle down economics, and I'm pissing my money on all of you brokies.
Evening rolls around and I log off, knowing tomorrow the cycle repeats: money piling in whether I’m awake or asleep, wars won by my faction before I even notice, and another generation of grinders celebrating their first billion like it means something.
In closing: stay poor, work harder, and maybe one day you too can afford the privilege of ignoring travel routes like the rest of us.
i think its hilarious u talking shit about bumbi. u wouldnt say this shit to him at torncon, hes jacked. not only that but he wears the freshest clothes, eats at the chillest restaurants and hangs out with the hottest dudes. you are pathetic
First they came for ovoxo And I did not speak out Because I was not ovoxo Then they came for TheStud And I did not speak out Because I was not TheStud Then they came for Champion And I did not speak out Because I was not Champion Then they came for me And there was no one left To speak out for me
Brothers and sisters of Torn, I come before you not as a mere man, but as a vessel of truth. Earlier today, while scrolling trade chat between Bible readings and counting my Xanax stash, I stumbled across an UNMISSABLE opportunity brought forth by none other than Brother Madrazo, a green-leafed saint with more ambition than brains.
He is generously offering me and YOU, the people, 10% of his faction (5K shell) for the low, low price of $2,000,000. That’s right. Two million dollars for a slice of an unranked, green leaf led, noob faction.
Now I don’t know about you, but I didn’t become a Torn billionaire with passive income and termed wars. I made my money by taking RISKS. So let’s open our hearts and wallets to this shining example of entrepreneurial delusion. I personally can’t wait for the quarterly dividends of air and the faction’s annual meeting in the back alley of the TC Bank.
Praise be.
Disclaimer: NutBurger is not responsible for your financial ruin.
