#dozer payday 2

[crispy-bonnie]

HI IT'S ME MWAH MWAH (/P)

- Okay anyways-

- I read your thing about flirtatious s/o, and was like 😳->😏

- Idk if this goes against the rules bc it is limey so (if it is just lmk and delet)

- Can we get uhm.... Jacket, Sokol, Houston, Dallas and for absolutely no reason Dozer for this?

- So can we get a situation where Reader and him have to (for random plot reasons) hide in a tight spot??? Like a locker or something

- This is during/just after a fight so Reader's preeeetty tired

- So they just rest their head on him

- And he's trying so hard not to... not to have.... UHHHHHH-

- I hope you know where this is going???

- (He's trying not to wiener)

yeah this is chill with me ! if i ever write overly spicy stuff , then you'll most likely find it on my alt that's dedicated to the juicy stuff . also no i'm not giving the tag for said alt lmao also , this post in particular is VERY long and took me fucking forever to finish . my writing clearly started to deteriorate towards the end LMAO . consider this a valentine's day special lol i'll be making a special cut of this on my side blog once i get my requests done so stay tuned for that ig

!! SUGGESTIVE CONTENT + CLAUSTROPHOBIA UNDER THE CUT . PLEASE BE ADVISED !!

Tight Spot - PAYDAY + DOZER X READER MULTISHOT

Dallas

Despite such a quiet heist, it was still one of exhaustion. Having to worry about the guards, running past civilians and praying that they don't see you, it's draining. Luckily, a fellow heister volunteered to stealth it with you, making the experience a tad bit easier.

You and Dallas were tasked with tagging a truck with a GPS tracking device whilst the other two heisters, Houston and Hoxton, stayed behind. This truck contained voting machines that you two have to hack, but none of the trucks were labeled, therefore you had to find clues on which ones had the things you needed. The two of you were tucked in a shipping container, waiting for guards to pass while looking through the boxes to see if there was anything indicating the right or wrong truck.

"D-Dallas...? Can we take a quick breather..?" You huffed, your legs cramped from crouching and your body coated in sweat from all the running and sneaking about. Despite the container being so large, the two of you could barely squeeze yourselves inside, as there were boxes packed rather tightly inside. Your legs were entangled in his, both of your torsos just mere centimeters away. You were panting heavily, the tight space making it harder to gather oxygen.

"Sure..are you alri-" He was cut off as you leaned forward, your head now resting on his shoulder as your arms wrapped around his waist. Dallas could feel his face heating up from underneath his mask, but not because of the awkward atmosphere. He stared down at your heavily breating form attempting to gulp down the words that were stuck in his throat.

You were brought out of your heated daze when you heard Dallas groaning softly, in which you pulled back ever so slightly to face him. He had one of his hands pressed against the boxes whilst the other was holding up his mask. You could feel his legs shaking ever so slightly as he tried to curb the attempts to buck his hips towards yours.

"Are you okay?" You hummed, bringing your hand up to his and moving his mask off of his face so you could make sure that he wasn't dying underneath it. However, just as you unveiled his lips, both of his hands shot up to grab your mask, ripping it off before slamming his lips against yours.

The scent of cigarette smoke and his freshly ironed suit filled your nose, the bitter sensation of nicotine and the sweet taste of him now in your mouth as his tongue pressed against yours. Your eyes fluttered shut, now resting your hands on his shoulders to pull him closer. Time seemed to slow, everything melting away as you focused on him and only him. Not even the sounds of gunshots or the bickering of the other two heisters outside pulled you out of the trance that the two of you were stuck in.

Let's hope the others don't find you two in that shipping container...

Houston

It was a quiet night. The only sounds heard being rain drops tapping softly against the window and the chatter among the attendees of the auction. As much as the gang wanted to try to place bids on the artifact being auctioned off, they knew that it would take a big chunk out of their vault, and it would most certainly not be a guarantee of even getting it. The criminals instead opted for attempting to steal the item. After all, it was one of the many things they were good at.

Ears sharp and eyes peeled, you crawled down the halls as fast as possible, making sure to keep yourself out of sight from the guards and cameras that littered the building. Houston followed behind, keeping an eye out for anyone approaching. The two of you thought you were safe, but the sound of a gun unholstering and a voice shouting at you two brought you two to a halt.

Turning around to face the guard, he glared the both of you down for a good few seconds. He proceeded to fish his radio out of his pocket, but you had whipped your gun out to shoot it to bits before he could say anything. Next thing you knew, unsilenced gunshots had been fired from the guard's gun, now alerting others. The crowd below was now startled, spooked whispers and gasps echoing from the crowd. The sounds of these sent panic into you, making you directly headshot the guard before grabbing Houston by the wrist and pulling him away.

You shoved yourself and Houston into a storage closet, shutting the door behind you as the alarms started to blare from outside. The closet was unfortunately very tight, but it was the only hiding spot available so that you could wait for the rest of the crew to arrive and save you from this mess. Your hands left the doorknob just after you locked it, letting out a huff of relief before leaning your shocked form against the wall.

"I'm sorry I-"

"No it's okay, it's okay. We didn't know he'd be there." Houston sighed, placing his hand on your shoulder before pulling you close. You took a minute to process what was going on, the sirens, the screaming, and soon the warm embrace that you found yourself in. He continued to whisper reassurings into your ear as he let you relax into him.

A few minutes in, you could hear Houston muttering your name ever so softly. Almost like he was trying to get your attention. You pulled back, looking into his now half-lidded eyes before asking: "Are you okay..?"

"Sorry I just- m- my- ngh..~" Houston pulled his hands away from your waist, bringing one up to his mask and the other down to his pants, the other now gripping onto his belt desperately. He moved his mask off to wipe away some of the sweat that was coating his forehead. Your face flushed red once your eyes trailed down to his crotch, his current behavior finally making sense to you. 

"We should- sh-should get back to the missio-" He went back to pull his mask back on, but you brought your hand up to stop his, soon pulling it away to swipe your mask off and let it clatter to the ground. "No no..." You hummed, your face now inches away from his. The red on his face became brighter as you grabbed at his pants, pulling at them ever so slightly. "Let's take care of your little friend here first~"

Sokol

It was an intense battle. The constant bangs and pops of guns firing, screams of the cops that were being mercilessly shot down as well as the heisters' demands for things like coolant for the drill or to reboot the power, and most importantly, the earpiercing sound of the giant drill burning its way into the glass flooring that blocked the criminals from the stacks upon stacks of cash that they were after.

"SOKOL!" His name erupted from your throat as you fired your weapon at the horde of cops that continued to try to get to the both of you. Your body armor was sparing you of the bleeding you would've had to endure if you didn't have it, but it still hurt regardless. "We're under heavy fire here!"

"БЛИН- I KNOW!" The Russian cursed loudly, also trying to fend off the swarms of cops. Wave after wave, they just kept coming. It was like there was no break to it. You were starting to get exhausted and your armor was starting to deteriorate under its constant abuse, struggling to reload fast enough to be able to continue shooting cops down. You whipped around to face Sokol, but you could only catch the faint image of him grabbing you by the wrist and running through a doorway.

It was a blur, especially with how fast he was running, but soon you finally processed that you two were in a locker room. You could hear the heavy boots of the various cops stampeding their way down the stairs. Within a matter of seconds, you found yourself and the Russian heister now stuffed into a locker, the both of you dead quiet as you two waited for the cops to pass.

It felt like forever until you heard the footsteps of those pesky cops started to fade away, in which you finally managed to take a deep breath before finally leaning against the wall a little more. You looked up at Sokol within the dark confines of the metal locker you two had been stuffed in. It was only when you glanced to the side when you realized that he had both his hands firmly planted next to your head, effectively pinning you within the locker.

Blinking a few times, you focused your gaze back on him, realizing that his mask had been shoved out of its place, now showing a good portion of his face. You could see his platinum eyes glinting at you with an almost feral intent, his hair scattered and no longer its in slicked back state. From what you could see with the little light provided, his sweat-coated face was dusted pink, his jaw hanging slightly as be panted harshly.

"You know..." He started, his voice low as if he were growling, bringing his left hand away from your head only to rip his mask off, as well as yours. He proceeded to grip your chin and pull you close, nearly closing the gap between your lips and his. "The drill has quite a long time before it's done, no?"

You could feel the heat rushing to your face and down to your crotch because of his behavior, letting out a small whimper as he left a soft kiss on your lips. The hardness in his pants was pressed against your thigh, his hips moving ever so slightly and bringing friction between the two surfaces. Sokol leaned into your ear, nibbling at your earlobe gently before purring:

"Why don't we... pass the time... милый?"

Jacket

Jacket wasn't very fond of stealth, and neither were you. Of course, Bain made the two of you go on this heist anyway. Why? Who knows, and you honestly couldn't care less. You just wanted to get the heist over and done with.

The two of you were infiltrating the GenSec arena, in which there was vault that was in need of cracking. There was a concert going on for a musician going by the name 'Alesso'. The music was bumping from the stage itself, so loud that the two of you could hear it whilst in the halls behind the concessions.

You had to find the C4 that was marked in some of the storage closets, said closets being marked with a red X. However, what the two of you didn't know was that there were going to be a few guards patrolling this area. You currently had some of your lockpicking equipment out, desperately trying to get the reinforced door open. You could feel Jacket nudging at you, knowing that there was a guard nearly.

Just before the guard could even get a proper glance of the two of you, you managed to get the storage closet open, soon getting pushed inside by Jacket as faster than a lightning bolt. He quickly kicked the door closed, hearing the lock you had just picked click as the metal door slammed shut.

"That..." You breathed, your chest rising and falling harshly as you found yourself staring into the beady eyes of Jacket's mask. "That was close...huh?"

You attempted to push yourself up, only to realize that Jacket had both of your wrists pinned to the cold concrete floor. Letting out a quick chuckle as to try and make the situation a little less awkward, you attempted to get up once more.

"J-Jacket...? I think- I think we're safe now-" It only took a few seconds before you found both your mask and Jacket's thrown to the side, the lack of his mask now revealing his reddened face and almost feral expression. His eyes stared into yours with a feverish yet lucid glow, his face starting to inch closer and closer to yours. "Jacket what are you-"

You were cut off as he rammed his chapped lips against your own, his kiss animalistic and rough in nature. It was only after he pulled away when he realized what he did, his grip weakening and his eyes widening. Jacket was about to reach for his tape recorder, but you stopped him, your voice weak but words clear as day:

"K-keep going~"

Dozer

"Damn it, FALL BACK! NOW!" You could hear Captain Winters screaming the demand into the radio, causing you to nearly panic, more so that you already are. You knew the Payday gang would put up a fight, but if Captain Winters himself was telling units to fall back, then you know something was wrong. You glanced up at your fellow colleague, a Skulldozer that you were good friends with, who was just shooting down an unfortunately no longer fellow cop. You would be gloomy about the fact, but you had no time for that, as the two of you were on the fourth floor and in immediate danger.

You were just about to whisper to him about the Captain's demands, but when you felt a bullet just barely graze your armor, your attention was pulled away. You focused your gaze in front of you, now seeing one of the masked criminals with a submachine gun slowly approaching you. Your face paled upon the sight, now frantically looking for a way out. You caught a glance of what the Dozer was facing, and much to your dismay, you found that the both of you were being closed in on by two of the clown-faced criminals.

Squeezing your eyes shut and ready to accept your fate, you were pulled out of your trance of fear, as well as being pulled out of the hall the two of you were in and into a room. It was only a matter of seconds before you realized that the Skulldozer had pulled you into a room nearby, holding you closely by the waist as he looked around for a hiding spot.

Just as the door to the room was kicked open by one of the gang members, you two had just barely managed to squeeze yourselves into a closet, holding your breaths and praying that he would leave soon. Luckily, upon scanning the room, the criminal backed out of the place, giving you the opportunity to gasp for air.

"Oh thank god-" You managed to say inbetween gasps. You pulled the mask obscuring your face down, revealing your pink-tinted cheeks and slightly ajar mouth. "God- all this can really work up someone's heat, huh?"

"Hehe...yeah.." Dozer responded quietly to you, in which you found oddly concerning. It was clear how draining the situation was, but usually he'd have some sort of witty remark or joke to respond to you with, but he seemed a bit sluggish this time around.

"Hey...are you okay?" You hummed, reaching your gloved hand out to the Dozer. He seemed to back away just a little bit upon your approach, causing you to retract your hand instead. "Do you need be to get Winters to call an extraction team? I can-"

"I-it's really hot in here..." He whimpered out, his legs trembling within his heavy armor. You were about to ask if he needed any help taking his armor or anything off, but you were cut off by his voice as well as your flustered response to it: "Or maybe you're just heating up the room~?"

"I- y-you-" Your face was nearly as red as your uniform, your nervous stuttering eliciting a chuckle from the Dozer that was pressed up against you.

"Y'know..." Dozer hummed, flipping his face plate up so you could see his lustful expression through the glass of his helmet, his other hand pressed against the wall next to your head as he purred:

"Maybe we can have some fun while we're still here~"

[hunter-the-sad-skeleton]

Payday 2 fans, a quick question/poll, I wanna see something

[rotationplayz]

That moment when dozer payday 2 awooga hubba hubba cartoon sound effects etc

[blackdragonmedicdean]

Dozer: Make way for the DOZER!! 

Kola: M-MaKe WaY fOr thE DoZeR!!!!

[pahin-killah]

I'm doing good myself. Nice seeing you around! Say, any calls to face the off with the payday gang recently?

Heyyy! Dozey! Good to see you man! How's it going? - Medi ⛑️ @pahin-killah

"HEYYY IF IT ISNT DOC!! I've been doing good >:3 haven't had a bullet lodged in my skull in a minute so I'll take that over anything. How about you, man?"

[drunkenskunk]

Meanwhile, back in Payday 2...

Holy shit!

HOLY SHIT!

I don't think I've ever seen the Dozer pinata vomit out that much instant cash before!

If only I could find that much "instant" cash in real life lmfao

[dipnchipsblip]

honestly, with the fucking great post you’ve made, i the bulldozer from payday 2 welcome you

Thank you so much dozer from payday 2 this means a lot coming from you (thank you fr tho!)

[grubhubgamingofficial]

My entire mood is the Bulldozer from Payday 2. Your options are:

MAKE WAY, FOR THE DOZER!

DOZER!

or

IMMA DROP ON THESE SHITHEADS LIKE A FUCKING PIANO!

[henshin-4]

Man I'm so happy I got the Payday 3 gold edition so that I immediately have the new DLC which adds a new enemy, the techie, which is definitely my fave enemy cause who wouldnt love a hard af to find hidden enemy that sends overpowered machine gun drones after your ass and makes the game impossible to beat even on the easiest difficulty...

This shit on normal difficulty is almost just as bad as payday 2's death sentence 1 down... dozers have become a joke compared to the techie.

I hope they fucking change the techie soon cause I literally cant solo loud this game for fun anymore, its pure challenge and frustration now... great job overkill, and its expensive af too. Pay 20 bucks to downgrade your game to a basically unplayable status, right now where I could use some chill cop shooting to destress from life's bullshit. Back to payday 2 and payday the heist I go until this shit changes.

If even I am this pissed about something you know you fucked up cause I have forgiven all of PD3's bullshit so far, but this is just pure hate on solo players and a big fuck you from the devs... I did not expect this from them with how great PD2 was.

Also make this ass game available offline, my wifi is bad in the winter and I lose connection constantly. Even if it does work, I lag as hell.

Edit:

And before ANYONE says "just go find the techie and kill her." It is not that easy to find her when you are stuck in a room with a dozer on the left, a taser on the right, a nader about to gass you from behind, a cloaker above you, 6 drones dancing around you, 2 shields blocking the door and then outside of the room is the entire FBI and outside the building probably a sniper or 3.... plus a new techie takes the old one's place WAY too quickly afterwards.

[agentleem]

The Leviathan Company Session 8

We got some dogs and Lily finally got a job for her organization. It involved stealing a bunch of diamonds from a jewelry store, and we could use that for a mass-revival spell. Anakiir had to go for a bit, and he gave us explicit instructions not to do a crime.

So, we turned DND into Payday 2.

Here's the plan: First, the team would need codenames.

Dar would be Dallas

Lily would be Hoxton

Ivan would be Chains

and Zeta would be Wolf. I will be using these names for the description of the heist, so pay attention.

First, Hoxton would negotiate with a local gang (I forget why, maybe for resources?) Next, Wolf would go to the far side of town and empty out the Bag of Infinite Gerbils he got at some point to cause a distraction. This would be Dallas, Hoxton, and Chains' cue to enter the store, and start holding it up. By the time Wolf gets back, they would have cracked into the cellar to access the goods.

However, when the gang tried to escape, they encountered a rather large guard wearing what seemed to be a skull mask. Lily cast an invisibility spell so we could sneak past, but then we encountered another guard, and we drop invisibility and have to fight the two guards off.

There were two guards and a wizard at the beginning of the fight, which we'll be calling the medic, the taser, and the dozer. The taser repeatedly casted a lightning spell on us, the dozer hit hard and soaked up damage (though, he was preoccupied fighting Wolf), and the medic healed any guard who got hurt. We took down the medic first, then Hoxton took down the taser with a lightning spell of her own. Then, it was down to the dozer.

Wolf tried to deal lasting damage to the guard, but it was all like a mosquito bite to him. In fact, one of his handaxes SHATTERED against his armor. Fortunately for Wolf, he found a weakness: the dozer's mask isn't as heavily armored as the rest of his body. So, Wolf started aiming for the mask, which cracked like an egg. At this point, the Dozer called for backup, but Dallas destroyed his sending stone. Unfortunately for us, backup still came.

The Cloaker arrived. The bane of all heisters. A soldier who can knock any foe to the ground in a single dropkick. And he knew how to dropkick. Once Wolf finished the dozer off, all eyes were on the cloaker, who we took down.

After that was dealt with, we booked it, victorious.

[crispy-bonnie]

run <3

[hereticalseraph]

So I’m cosplaying Nearl this year for my Con Comeback (haven’t been since 2019), but next year I wanted to do a Payday 2 cosplay since that’s my latest hyperfixation and I don’t see it going away anytime soon.

Either, like, bullying my dad into doing a dual Bulldozer cosplay with me (I call dibs on the Skull/LMG dozer, he can probably be either one of the shotgun dozers or the minigun dozer)

Or I can make a ‘heister-sona’ and basically just wear a lolita/girly kei coordinate with body armor and a mask and then carry around a decoden LMG and some fake cash/coke/gold in my pink duffel bag.

Now that I type it out the second idea sounds really fun actually.

[happy-ratta]

Why are the cops in Payday 2, so dummy thick? Have you seen the Dozers and Cloakers?

[blackdragonmedicdean]

(this is for all you Dozer x Medic shippers this ones for you)

Dozer : Wait, what's going on? Are we all talking about how hot Medic is? Because Medic is a straight up sexual fox riding a red-hot nuclear bombshell right toward the yowza plaza in the heart of Babe City, Assachusetts, U S A. The last A just stands for more ass.

[redphienix]

It's apples and oranges AND my experience against the newer of these units isn't as extensive as it needs to be for me to go on a full rant like "I'm right and they are wrong!" so this is just my gut and how I personally feel fighting them but

Overseers in helldivers 2 kinda feel like inverted bulldozers from payday 2.... and don't work or scratch any satisfying itch at all to fight because of it.

Like pd2 bulldozers are basically 2 health bars.

1 GIANT one that's their main health, you can hurt this by shooting the body or the back of their head.

and 1 "tiny" healthbar that's the face mask to their helmet.

Damage to one doesn't hurt the other, but if you destroy the face mask you get access to a unique weakspot that takes a billion damage on the face itself.

The gameplay of countering a dozer (ignoring meta or explosive stuff etc, just the base design) is to either pour a ton of firepower into their body, or sharpshoot (skill test) / endanger yourself by getting close to fire at the face mask so you can drain that big health bar far more quickly by hitting the soft face hitbox.

It becomes "aim broadly at them and be punished, or aim precisely and get rewarded".

Overseers also do the double healthbar thing, but also use helldivers varying armor types.

They have light armor on the body, and medium on the head.

The "inverted" part is that the head is the same all the time forever- the BODY armor breaks off when shot so you do more damage to what's underneath. (Also damage to the armor appears to harm the main health I think, though maybe not because you do require a ton more to be done to kill through that armor but for light it interacts with the armor pen system so you're doing less damage to that main healthbar unless you use med pen+ anyways).

The thing is, the way this bizarre armor swap interacts with the arsenal we have and the armor pen systems, you end up with a very different game experience than with dozers. Not as in "they play differently", as in there isn't really a meaningful game experience going on.

If you have light armor pen (most of the primaries, hence why so many are lacking in impact) then you CAN'T harm the weakspot- there IS NO means of getting more bang for your buck by playing better- you HAVE to shoot the body for reduced damage with the consolation prize of breaking the armor after so many shots so you stop doing reduced damage- but all of your damage will not benefit from any bonus of any kind.

Light armor pen weapons have no means of "playing around" these units- it's just mag dump til they die or stop using your light armor pen options which is usually fine- plenty of heavy armor units in the game afterall- but it feels out of place on a random medium unit with technically light armor. Realistically, just shoot til it dies. It's basically just a smaller, more agile terminid warrior, but with a bizarre armor system plastered on the part you're "allowed" to shoot.

MEDIUM armor pen can spray and pray and be rewarded with full damage (still not recommended)- but can also skill shot for the head for a much better damage zone.... but this bizarrely just means that med pen+ get double rewarded just for breathing air while light gets double punished for bothering.

Med+ on paper get to have some actual gameplay- spray for reliability or aim for faster kills. Now, in practice, plenty of med pen weapons are extremely lacking in the damage department and can't meaningfully take advantage of the headshot available to them- but some can such as the dominator, and heavy pen (as limited as that is to players) TECHNICALLY can take advantage though they rarely have to as many heavy pen weapons just do so much raw damage that it's borderline meaningless to target the head.

So, where dozers reward accuracy or aggression with faster kills, overseers kinda.... don't, unless your name is almost specifically the dominator for some rewarding 1 shots (pretty sure the counter sniper still 2 shots but I'll be generous and say it 1 shots, still few med pen weapons actively being rewarded enough).

Light pen get no meaningful gameplay variance- fire at the body until they die except after so many shots you'll be doing more damage.... except they will probably be dead by then so mostly it just makes them feel bullet-sponge like. They also get to "play around" a weakspot that takes no damage from them due to design decisions that feel inverted.

Medium gets an entire mechanic that's glazed over (the body now doesn't mean anything, it's just a damage zone and nothing more) and a weakspot that only some of them can actively take advantage of for a meaningfully fast kill.

Heavy pen doesn't care at all and just kills, so all the mechanics of the design mean nothing.

I don't really get it to be honest.

I feel like they wanted to give them a light armor head so everyone got rewarded for skill shots, but then they realized making overseers have medium armor pen for 90% of their hitbox was annoying in a game where light armor pen weapons are all over the place (and floundering in mediocrity).

Kinda just an enemy that reinforces to me that light armor pen lacks real purpose atm.

The best "crowd killers" aren't light armor pen, it's stuff like incen/gas grenades, flamethrowers, the incen part of fire shotguns (not the shot itself, but I'll give you that since they are light), it's not the Liberator due to Fast ROF And Good Ammo Economy (to do what with?).

The best "medium" killers aren't light armor pen, it's stuff like the counter sniper, dominator, eruptor if you're feisty etc. By Armor Pen Rules And Doctrine- it's not the light armor pen weapons since most medium units sport medium armor.

The best "heavy/tank" killers aren't light armor pen. Don't even gotta really explain that one.

Light armor pen is basically a paperweight in the arsenal- a thing we only bring because we lack useful options outside of it in some categories or because the weapon has some unique effect (as rare as that is).

Perhaps the initial design was for the overseers to have light heads and medium bodies, but the armor fell off after enough hits to allow light the option- but they couldn't get it to work since the base mechanic dictates that light pen does 0 to medium armor which would mean the light weapons couldn't break it off to do damage to begin with?

Not sure really.

Like in practice are overseers egregious? Not really. No. Not at all tbh.

But in practice does their specific form of survivability- their primary defining trait that gives them a unique aspect compared to just about everything else in the game- make them more fun to fight or actually interesting in combat?

Also not really. No. Not at all tbh.

Kind of a dud. I think I blame light pen being useless but the end result is still an enemy with a gimmick that doesn't meaningfully expand how gameplay feels, it just kinda "is" and has the side effect of making light pen feel even weaker because a humanoid has an armored head against them instead of a weird bug. (Hell, bot heads even stay light to reward skill shots with light pen).

[drunkenskunk]

Meanwhile, back in Payday...

So I'm watching TheKknowley's latest video and... oof.

I feel like this justifies my decision to uninstall Payday 3. There's no reason to keep around a game taking up 80+ gigs on my hard drive that I don't even fuck with. I might play it again in the future, but... eh.

It's a shame, really. But... oh well.

On the other hand I'm still playing Payday 2 lmao

Every Wednesday and Saturday I do the Safe House raid. It's like a ritual at this point. And I love the days - like today - where the dozer piñata coughs up oodles of money. Usually it's like $4000 or so, and this time it's $100,000.

I'm still not quite good enough to beat the Safe House Raid on Death Sentence, though. I've done this so many times (like I said: every Wednesday and Saturday) and Death Wish seems to be the upper limit of my skills and ability.

But maybe that's because the Ea$y Money build - which is all about turrets, NPC heisters with squad automatic weapons, and two jokers - isn't really designed for testing my "skills."

But you can probably guess that from the name lmfao