Messages ive seen or had sent to me in Rust:

"I have 3000 hours in this game. You think I care about your honeycomb bunker base?
My zerg is offline raiding you tonight and you cant do anything about it." (nothing happened that night)

"I will door camp you for 14 hours straight because I got nothing else to do. you will despawn your loot bro trust me. Enjoy your primlock, kid."

"Bro please I just hav 22 scrap and 400 wood you can give me m2 for that good deal"

"to the person that keeps roofcamping on F9 you will never be happy in your sad little life, I will find you and personally deliver a satchel right to your doorstep"

[The Engineer is sitting in front of a blue truck, strumming his guitar. The track "More Gun" plays.]

Engineer: Hey look, buddy. I'm an engineer, that means I solve problems.

[A shot rings out and a bullet hole appears next to the Engineer's head.]

Engineer: Not problems like "What is beauty?", 'cause that would fall within the purview of your conundrums of philosophy.

[Another two bullet holes appear, on the other side of the Engineer's head.]

Engineer: I solve practical problems!

[The shot zooms out to show a level 2 sentry shooting offscreen while the Engineer takes a long drink from his beer.]

Heavy: AAAAGGGGGHHHHHH!!!!!

Engineer: For instance, how am I gonna stop some big mean Mother-Hubbard from tearin' me a structurally superfluous new behind? [A level 1 sentry turns around and shoots a sniper who was trying to creep up on the Engineer from behind.]

Engineer: The answer? Use a gun. And if that don't work, use more gun.

[Another level 3 sentry fired a salvo of rockets, blowing up someone offscreen.]

Someone, probably the Scout: MY AAAARRRMMMM!!!!!

[A blown-off hand lands at the Engineer's feet, resembling that of the Sniper judging from the glove,]

Engineer: Like this, heavy-caliber tripod-mounted little-old-number designed by me.

[Engineer kicks the hand off-screen as a level 1 sentry blows it apart]

Engineer: Built, by me.

[A level 1 sentry shoots offscreen]

Engineer: And you best hope...

[The Engineer's expression darkens, and he grimaces as he stares right at the camera]

Engineer: Not pointed at you.

[The shot slowly zooms out, showing the massacre ensuing around the Engineer, while an electric guitar begins to replace the melody of "More Gun"]