Guns954

> *"We've come to the point in life where nightmares are better than good dreams. At least when you wake up from a nightmare, everything is still the same."*
> —**Guns, on life in general.**
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## Disposition

### Server Reputation

Accepted

Arguably one of the most important users in the story of Doomers Divided, he was present before and during the Revolt, making his way into the newly-formed server at the day of its creation. Guns was present throughout all arcs for most part, missing a few just by mere hours. After a long hiatus in dealing with his personal life he now returns as an administrator.

> He periodically changes the numbers on his name. As of late, it has been 420.
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## **Background**

Many consider his image to be an old man jaded by time even though he was quite young. He attempts to even out an obvious nihilistic view on life by pursuing the things which provide simple yet sufficient pleasures. One such activity would be mowing his lawn.

He liked to poke fun at many things sans filter, saying that those who kept a politically-correct attitude were often putting on a facade and were, in fact, more hateful than they [Doomers Divided] were. Even though he could put his thoughts out without as much as a thought of coating sugar each and every statement, he often liked to keep his inner thoughts aligned with the traditional values of masculinity and customs.

Jokes are common in the server, and since he did not subscribe to the policing the world around him had come to take with the advent of increased social justice policies which limited hate speech, racism, and discrimination, he wasn't one to go too strict on moderation and knew how to have fun once in a while, expecting others to take jokes as much as he was fine in receiving one.

## **Doomers United**

While his involvement in instigating the revolt is not wholly confirmed, he is however known to be good friends with Soren during their time at Doomers United. Guns knew of how loose Dkvampy's grip was on her staff at the time and would often tell his friend that it was him that got stuff done. He knew that by opposing the owner Soren would be relieved from the staff or banned entirely, suggesting that a new server should be made instead.

On the day of the revolt, he was quick to be one of the first to aid Soren by asking what was going on. Upon hearing that his friend was kicked, he set his plans for a new server into motion.

## **Doomers Divided**

The first wave of immigrants included Guns among other notable characters. He had always believed in Soren's potential to run his own server, and it did not take long before his assumptions proved to be right. He saw the server as something which would grow big, something it is today. He quickly adapted into this new environment of freedom in all of its doings and expressions alongside the scraps of people that formed what was once united. He was granted the position of moderator shortly after and helped create the ruleset which base would remain in use to this day. Even though he remained an active user he was never one to partake in drama, regarding it as something pointless although funny.

## **The Military**

He enlisted in the army upon finishing high school with the hopes of creating a military career for himself. While he did get to the boot camp, he was told to his surprise that his training would no longer be continued; he was color blind.

*"Process took many months, I trained for a few weeks, and then I got assigned to my unit which was the 39th Engineers Regiment But then suddenly a notice came to me from the medical department in the army, saying my eyes and ears were no good* [sic]*"***—Guns, on his notice.**

**On his Discharge**

He was left aimless after the being sent away. Without any real plans besides taking up the army after his education, he wandered around for sometime before finally deciding to major in engineering. The tuition was costly, as expected of any university. This eventually pushed him to work in construction for a year just to finance his studies and return.

*"My whole life I imagined myself dying in battle or dying a soldier all before 30. But now that I'm no longer in the army, and since that was my entire life ambition, what am I suppose to do now? I wasn't suppose to live this long"***—Guns, on his childhood expectations.**

## Doomers Reunited

Guns was among one of the many invited to return to Soren's new server. He, with many, returned and were granted their previous positions. He now takes a more laxed position, watching everyone around him in their autism while waiting for his lawn to become ripe for mowing.

## **Footnotes**

1. ↑ Guns is well-known among the server's older members as the God of Lawns, an exaggeration of his image mowing lawns to keep himself occupied. This was due to the fact that he spoke frequently about it, saying that winter months kept him from being able to have a little fun.
2. ↑ *"He started off as a shadowy figure scraping the dirt on my lawn and of course, I don't care if it's a fucking scary creature, you ruin the grass on my lawn you're automatically dead* [sic]*"* **—Guns, on protecting his lawn.**