Striker of The Gods

The thing is, Doe is not the best friend of Caos. You may observe that they may be good friend, but a Alen was a terminal fapper. That said, he would actually call Rooit, Wose, Barb, Monke and Tushar his best friend. As it may be, they had different objectives in regard to it. However, there is something to it. No one could actually take it seriously for the unique precious message of life. As you may guess, no fabulous people can actually be be friended the way he got his new friend at 11 year old.

Tushar:  Dani is great! Hahahah! Doe the hoe! You have no place in the brotherhood! You will never change. As you may notice, Doe does very few thing to change. We are all dying to give our lives away to something, maybe. God or Satan, politics or grammar, topology or philately - the object seemed incidental to this will to give ourselves away, utterly. To games or needles, to some other person. Something pathetic about it. A flight-from in the form of a plunging-into. Flight from exactly what? These rooms, blandly filled with excrement and heat? To what purpose? I guess you could never guess where he could actually go. I mean, it is not like he knows anything at all. HAHAH!

Barb: For sure! He is always talking about girls. I do not actually think that he could actually do about it! I guess you will remain a virgin for the rest of his life. After all, he is not like Dani. Dani has too many followers! No one could actually be as great as Dani. Strange, how a moment of existence can cut so deeply into our being that while ages pass unnoticed, a brief love can structure and define the very topology of our consciousness ever after.

Doe: Ayo! Hell no. I hate Barb. I do not get what you mean by that that. You should be more Christlike. At least, give me something to think about. It is not like you could actually do something about that.  I know that I am no stoic, but at least, I am no indian like Sky. FUCK SKY! Fuck Barb! This cannot go on this way. You are such a pussy.

Wose: Barb was always right! There are lots of things I don’t understand - say, the latest debates over whether neutrinos have mass or the way that Fermat’s last theorem was (apparently) proven recently. Maybe, I should continue doing my very best to hold myself accountable. I do not know! I have never been in love! Warriors should suffer their pain silently.

Tushar was a tall guy from a university in Sidney who decided to kick math for TIKTOK. As for Barb, a Pakistani guy who has car company, living with his family. Genrally, Wose and Barb would have high quality time. In the case of Wose, he is a guy who came from Latam. In that way, everyone got together thanks to one person: When cognitive load isn’t considered, teams are spread thin trying to cover an excessive amount of responsibilities and domains. That is why Monke had new for the group. Such a team lacks bandwidth to pursue mastery of their trade and struggles with the costs of switching contexts