"Dear" Russians.
Let’s get one thing straight—I despise Russian players with every fiber of my being. Every. Single. One. You join a game, and what do you hear? A bunch of screeching Slavs spamming voice chat like it’s their personal ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ podcast. BRO, DISCORD EXISTS. Go scream at each other there instead of subjecting the entire lobby to your inbred, vodka-soaked rants.

And for the love of God, LEARN ENGLISH. Nobody wants to decipher your caveman-tier language. "Ah yes, let me just magically understand your ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ Cyrillic mumbling." Spoiler alert: NOBODY CARES. The world doesn’t revolve around your garbage mother tongue, so either speak a real language or shut the hell up.

Oh, and let’s not forget the toxicity. You’re not "hardcore gamers," you’re just pathetic, malding losers who blame everyone else for your own incompetence. Miss a shot? "♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ noob team!" Lose a round? "Cheater! Report!" Maybe—just maybe—if you spent less time crying in voice chat and more time actually getting good, you wouldn’t be hardstuck in 15k with the rest of your braindead comrades.

So here’s the deal: Stay the ♥♥♥♥ out of my lobbies, mute your mic, and take your inferiority complex back to whatever frozen wasteland you crawled out of. The gaming world would be a better place without you.