Something really shameful happened tonite while I was playing, and I wanted to let you all know about it.
I started a game with some JP players, and a guy I already knew. (yo, Eugridor!) We were getting along fine, working as a team and patting each other on the back for opening switches and basically saving each others skins. Eug had to split, and then it went downhill from there.
I suppose I feel responsible for this in some way, because I should have locked the game, but I didn't.
"DARK MESSIAH J" jumped into the game, and we all said our hellos. He immediately began begging for a double sabre. We all told him that we didn't have any. (I'm a giant robot ranger, DOES IT LOOK LIKE I WOULD CARRY A DOUBLE SABER!!??) And I got a bad feeling about this kid right away.
When we hit the surface, and got into some heat, one of the JP players got surrounded and killed. No sooner did his warm body hit the ground, that jerk was on him and ganked all his shit. It was un-f*%cking believeable. The kid was just hovering like a rat weasel. He turned right around and split for the teleporter.
The 2 JP players just sat there, amazed.
I was FURIOUS!
I was so ashamed. there was nothing I could do to stop him. I would have given anything to be able to reach out and f*%king choke the life right out fo that kid. I know it's just a game, but damn! Didn't this kid's parents teach him ANYTHING?
Well, mine taught me a thing or two, so I did the only thing I could. I gave the guy my VISK 235W +16, right there on the spot. The gun that's been welded to my robots hand since the day I found it. The gun I've ground up from a plus nothing.
I dropped it at his feet and looked for the "I'm so very sorry, I am ashamed for my country, and words cannot express my feelings, please accept this gift" phrase in the translator window. (But the closest I could come was, "I'm sorry")
I think he was more stunned.
I proceeded to give him the other 3 ?SPECIAL WEAPON's that I found, and all the monogrinders I came accross. By the end of the game, the 3 of us were bonded like glue. If there's anything better than having someone tell you, "Krunk< You are cool." thru a translator, I don't know what it is.
My only true hope was to be 10 times as cool as that prick, and try to erase the notion of how amazingly horrible we can be as a country.
Ambassador Krunk, at your service.
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