puppy1004
Richest Kavala Hobo
- Location
- The Netherlands
Altislife.co.uk Puppy’s Intoduction
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Hello Altislife.co.uk Community,
I have been a part of this amazing community for almost a year now and I felt like that it was my time to put a face to the voice and the best thing to do this would be to make a full introduction about who I am and shit like that.
Well…. let’s start of by telling something about myself?
Personal Information
My name is Sean Visser and I am currently 16 years old. I live in Assen, The Netherlands. It’s a town in the North-East side of the Netherlands. I am officially diagnosed with Pervasive Development Disorder Not Orderwise Specified or PDD-NOS for short. Only a ‘lighter’ for of it tho. However, I am very open and willing to talk about anything if you just ask me.
I am still going to school which I am in the 10th/11th class(don’t know how your system works) but it’s the semi-final year of my time before I go to college. My grades are averages and I am fine with that. I believe that A-Level is comparable with my level of education that I am currently taking(in the Netherlands I am in the 4e of HAVO).
During the day I just wake up, go to school and come home and play Altislife, go to the gym and go home again. During the weekend I am mostly busy with Altislife.co.uk or just sitting on the couch watching TV. My live is not really that interesting but if you would like to know how my life looks then you may add me on SnapChat and/or Facebook (usernames below).
Now it’s time to talk about the amazing times I have had on this server?
Server Story
My excitement for ARMA III started when my brother told me that a new war simulator was coming out, I was so hyped that I began saving up for a new computer. It was Christmas day and I walked down the stairs, I saw alot of boxes with my name on it. My mom told me that I could unwrap them after I had breakfast, so I did. I was so happy that I saw all of my computer parts laying infront of me. This is when I assembled the computer and I bought some games. I forgot to buy ARMA III so I had to wait until I saved up money, again.
Months went by and then my brother bought the game. I walked into his room at some point and he let me play ARMA 3 on his computer for about a month. I then decided to buy the game and my brother said that he knew an amazing server which we could play on. I joined the server and the first thing I saw was concrete walls and a barrier. I decided to take a look inside, I quickly got told to move away, I didn’t listen, they restrained me and escorted me out of the base.
I was an absolute hobo for a couple of months, I had no idea what I was doing and what was bannable. All my brother said was not to kill people without talking to them, I was afraid to speak because I thought that they would laugh at me. I didn’t buy a weapon until I got robbed, I decided to track them down and try to kill them. This failed horrible, I spend most of my money on the car and the gun. I wanted to leave the server but my brother gave me a truck that I could borrow, just so I could make some money. I recovered on economical grounds. This is when my brother decided to leave me after playing the game with me for the past couple of months. I was all alone, I had nobody to play with. I wanted to give up, I didn’t I kept on playing knowing that I would find someone to play with.
One day I got send to prison and my dreams became true, I met a guy called Ryan in jail. He was claiming that his friend came to rescue us, a chopper showed up. I got in, I was susprised to find out that I was kidnapped. They took me to the Neochori garage, here I was stripped of everything I owned and so did Ryan. His friend Tyler showed up five minutes later, they took me with them and I became their hobo. They taught me all of the basic things like how to roleplay correctly and what I can and can’t do. I had to get dinner so I logged of.
A couple of weeks later I met Martijn at the Sofia outpost, he killed me before. I was very suspicious, he saw it was me again and decided to talk to me. After some time of talking, he invited me to his gang -DOT-. Later that week I betrayed -DOT- to join Altis Ghosts, here is where I met Porkchop, Mental and alot of other ‘higher’ members of the community. One of the best roleplayers, atleast that is what I was told. They taught me how to shoot properly(they failed horribly at this), they also took me on my first successful bank job. I sucked at it, I was unable to shoot, we still managed to get away with the gold. I had tried robbing the bank alone before, but then there was no gold, just cash. As expected I lost all of my solo bank jobs to the overwelming force of the police. Porkchop got banned, I made another gang together with Voltz. It quickly became the biggest gang in Altis when we decided to merge with Altis Militia. It got disbanded because of the members not being active enough for a longer period of time and I decided to join the police force of Altis.
My time in the police have allowed me to see the roleplay side from an entire new perspective, I didn’t want to become like the officers I met before. I started out as a CSO, with nothing in my hands. I went to the drugdealer, alone, I saw UNMC standing outside of the church with their HEMTT. I went up to have a talk with them, they didnot kill me because I actually tried speaking to them. Another officer saw that I was standing there and decided to open fire, this was not the best idea. UNMC quickly opened fire and all the cops were dead, except for me(I think that Khandamir can remember this). They let me life because I was an amazing cop and not like the rest. Two days later I recieved PCSO and on the same day I got my Police Constable. Time passed and I became a Senior Police Constable. I stayed at the same rang for a good 3 weeks, this is when Wilco decided to demote me back to Police Constable because I had only been a PCSO for 4 hours. It was nothing special but it made me leave the police. This was not the only reason I left the police, I just couldn’t take the damn hobo trolls who just run around and you aren’t allowed to kill them. I went back to being a rebel, which I liked. I now joined GnC(former CnC) because they were the only gang I could remember from my AG/Syn/SnT days(Porkchop liked making new gangs very often). Now I am back playing as a Police Constable and a first aider in the medical force.
I hope that you guys enjoyed my story and I’ll be hoping to see you ingame.
Yours sincerely,
Sean Visser A.K.A Puppy1004
SnapChat: seanvisser1998 (I’ll make a nice story for you guys everyday xoxo)
FaceBook: https://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100009379723800
<https://docs.google.com/document/d/1AGCXSWckMH_Vxn8_FQk4Sfbo3D-X3vyOTC595OL1F-E/edit?usp=sharing >
Picture:
Hello Altislife.co.uk Community,
I have been a part of this amazing community for almost a year now and I felt like that it was my time to put a face to the voice and the best thing to do this would be to make a full introduction about who I am and shit like that.
Well…. let’s start of by telling something about myself?
Personal Information
My name is Sean Visser and I am currently 16 years old. I live in Assen, The Netherlands. It’s a town in the North-East side of the Netherlands. I am officially diagnosed with Pervasive Development Disorder Not Orderwise Specified or PDD-NOS for short. Only a ‘lighter’ for of it tho. However, I am very open and willing to talk about anything if you just ask me.
I am still going to school which I am in the 10th/11th class(don’t know how your system works) but it’s the semi-final year of my time before I go to college. My grades are averages and I am fine with that. I believe that A-Level is comparable with my level of education that I am currently taking(in the Netherlands I am in the 4e of HAVO).
During the day I just wake up, go to school and come home and play Altislife, go to the gym and go home again. During the weekend I am mostly busy with Altislife.co.uk or just sitting on the couch watching TV. My live is not really that interesting but if you would like to know how my life looks then you may add me on SnapChat and/or Facebook (usernames below).
Now it’s time to talk about the amazing times I have had on this server?
Server Story
My excitement for ARMA III started when my brother told me that a new war simulator was coming out, I was so hyped that I began saving up for a new computer. It was Christmas day and I walked down the stairs, I saw alot of boxes with my name on it. My mom told me that I could unwrap them after I had breakfast, so I did. I was so happy that I saw all of my computer parts laying infront of me. This is when I assembled the computer and I bought some games. I forgot to buy ARMA III so I had to wait until I saved up money, again.
Months went by and then my brother bought the game. I walked into his room at some point and he let me play ARMA 3 on his computer for about a month. I then decided to buy the game and my brother said that he knew an amazing server which we could play on. I joined the server and the first thing I saw was concrete walls and a barrier. I decided to take a look inside, I quickly got told to move away, I didn’t listen, they restrained me and escorted me out of the base.
I was an absolute hobo for a couple of months, I had no idea what I was doing and what was bannable. All my brother said was not to kill people without talking to them, I was afraid to speak because I thought that they would laugh at me. I didn’t buy a weapon until I got robbed, I decided to track them down and try to kill them. This failed horrible, I spend most of my money on the car and the gun. I wanted to leave the server but my brother gave me a truck that I could borrow, just so I could make some money. I recovered on economical grounds. This is when my brother decided to leave me after playing the game with me for the past couple of months. I was all alone, I had nobody to play with. I wanted to give up, I didn’t I kept on playing knowing that I would find someone to play with.
One day I got send to prison and my dreams became true, I met a guy called Ryan in jail. He was claiming that his friend came to rescue us, a chopper showed up. I got in, I was susprised to find out that I was kidnapped. They took me to the Neochori garage, here I was stripped of everything I owned and so did Ryan. His friend Tyler showed up five minutes later, they took me with them and I became their hobo. They taught me all of the basic things like how to roleplay correctly and what I can and can’t do. I had to get dinner so I logged of.
A couple of weeks later I met Martijn at the Sofia outpost, he killed me before. I was very suspicious, he saw it was me again and decided to talk to me. After some time of talking, he invited me to his gang -DOT-. Later that week I betrayed -DOT- to join Altis Ghosts, here is where I met Porkchop, Mental and alot of other ‘higher’ members of the community. One of the best roleplayers, atleast that is what I was told. They taught me how to shoot properly(they failed horribly at this), they also took me on my first successful bank job. I sucked at it, I was unable to shoot, we still managed to get away with the gold. I had tried robbing the bank alone before, but then there was no gold, just cash. As expected I lost all of my solo bank jobs to the overwelming force of the police. Porkchop got banned, I made another gang together with Voltz. It quickly became the biggest gang in Altis when we decided to merge with Altis Militia. It got disbanded because of the members not being active enough for a longer period of time and I decided to join the police force of Altis.
My time in the police have allowed me to see the roleplay side from an entire new perspective, I didn’t want to become like the officers I met before. I started out as a CSO, with nothing in my hands. I went to the drugdealer, alone, I saw UNMC standing outside of the church with their HEMTT. I went up to have a talk with them, they didnot kill me because I actually tried speaking to them. Another officer saw that I was standing there and decided to open fire, this was not the best idea. UNMC quickly opened fire and all the cops were dead, except for me(I think that Khandamir can remember this). They let me life because I was an amazing cop and not like the rest. Two days later I recieved PCSO and on the same day I got my Police Constable. Time passed and I became a Senior Police Constable. I stayed at the same rang for a good 3 weeks, this is when Wilco decided to demote me back to Police Constable because I had only been a PCSO for 4 hours. It was nothing special but it made me leave the police. This was not the only reason I left the police, I just couldn’t take the damn hobo trolls who just run around and you aren’t allowed to kill them. I went back to being a rebel, which I liked. I now joined GnC(former CnC) because they were the only gang I could remember from my AG/Syn/SnT days(Porkchop liked making new gangs very often). Now I am back playing as a Police Constable and a first aider in the medical force.
I hope that you guys enjoyed my story and I’ll be hoping to see you ingame.
Yours sincerely,
Sean Visser A.K.A Puppy1004
SnapChat: seanvisser1998 (I’ll make a nice story for you guys everyday xoxo)
FaceBook: https://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100009379723800
<https://docs.google.com/document/d/1AGCXSWckMH_Vxn8_FQk4Sfbo3D-X3vyOTC595OL1F-E/edit?usp=sharing >
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