Rage With A Side Of Salt

I was on Nogametime – again – when this popped up.

All right, someone wants a duel. Better find them first; I like to inspect people before I duel them, so I know what I’m letting myself in for.

Oh, look, another one of these people. I guess I’d better decline this and use these screenshots to update the Hall of Shame for the first time in–

Hmm, it would seem as though this person can’t handle rejection very well.

Yeah, they mad.

(I normally try to avoid saying ‘umad,’ but I felt I could make an exception here.)

Uhh, you can’t prove that, pal… and I’m pretty sure you’re raging at me for no reason right now, so… yeah, fuck you.

(‘KYS,’ in case you didn’t know, is short for ‘Kill yourself.’)

Rowzy decides to choose the latter offer, whereas this other Shaman decides to pop up and… oh, hell, that realm name is looking too familiar.

Running away from the facts again, Mulder? Seems to be the only thing you’re remotely good at.

Anyway, this was a rather odd thing to happen. Oh well, fuck ’em.

(I should point out that this incident happened on the 13th of January, while the incident mentioned in my previous blog happened on the 7th.)

“It’s *Still* A Legitimate Strategy!”

I was on Nogametime, just chillin’ around Goldshire, when a Death Knight named Braazers asks if anyone has the Grand Expedition Yak. I do, so I get on it and allow Braazers to do what they need to do; they thank me with a /kiss emote, to which I respond with /salute.

Nothing wrong there, right?

Wrong.

Oh, boy, here we go.

Now you know why I’ve titled this post the way I have. Is Mulder seriously still harbouring deep resentment towards me after our last encounter?

Yeah, I think they’re still mad. Oh well, might as well explain things to them… again.

I did ignore them, yes, but not by adding them to my list. I merely blanked them out, because I was far too busy – and more interested – in focusing on owning you with logic (and then with Penance).

For the millionth time, yes.

Braazers/Mulder must be mad if they think I’m going to go “Oh, hey, I would be ever so grateful if you would please kick my arse in a duel.” and then just stand there.

‘Grammar,’ Braazers, not ‘grammer.’ Tsk, tsk.

That still makes you a… actually, I’ll just tell him.

Is it me, or does this person really like using the word ‘tactics?’

Seriously though, it’s the same shit all over again.

So I add them to ignore and leave it at that.

This person really needs to get used to the fact that people don’t have to fight fair in duels if they don’t want to.

Wait, ‘fight fair?’ What the fuck am I talking about? That would imply there are actually rules to be followed when it comes to dueling, or PvP in general. And we all know that’s wrong; hardly anybody even wants rules in PvP.

Now, if only I could figure out how to get this fact through Braazer’s thick skull…

“It’s A Legitimate Strategy!”

(Bonus Points to those of who get the title reference.)

I was in Goldshire on my Level 20 Priest, Nogametime, when I was challenged to a duel by a Warlock named Mulder. In all of my past duels with Warlocks, they have spammed Fear, so I was quick to learn that breaking their line of sight (LOS) with me is very important. With this in mind, I accept the duel and go into the Lion’s Pride.

Mulder forfeits almost immediately, and then this happens:

Hoo boy, Mulder is one of these people.

Wait, what? Do they seriously think that I’m actually going to just stand still and let them attack me? Of course I’m going to hide, you fool, it makes things more interesting!

You’re not familiar with that word? Here, let me help:The ‘specific end’ in this case being me winning the duel.

Okay, let’s be serious: you’re a whiny little bitch who can’t accept the fact that you weren’t going to win a duel in five seconds by spamming Fear and Drain Soul. You also cannot accept the fact that someone was prepared to do whatever it took to defeat you, even if that meant using tactics and strategies you don’t like.

And you’re a twinked warlock with constant heals and fears. What’s the difference?

Mulder challenges me to another duel, which I gladly accept. I’m getting sick of their whining by now, so I’ll take any excuse to beat them.

Okay, Mulder; I’ll be filthy as long as you continue to be bitter and salty. Sound fair?

Patronising me won’t get you anywhere. You lost, deal with it.

Yes you do; I bet you’re seething on the inside, furious that my tactics worked and I added another victory to my win/loss record (which, at the time of writing this post, was 269-14).

It is tactics, Mulder, as I have already explained. Anyway, it was at this point I’d finally had enough of their whining and put them on ignore.

People need to realise that there are no rules when it comes to PvP; if there were, I doubt there would be many people partaking in it.

Sadly, people like Mulder will never realise this, and continue to plague us all with their bitching and moaning.

Not that I’m complaining, of course; their salty tears are delicious, after all…

Logic Bombed

I was in Goldshire on my Paladin when a Level 92 challenged me to a duel; I declined it and asked them ‘Really?’ to which they replied with ‘Are you seriously asking me that?’

When I replied with ‘I was just wondering why a Level 92 would challenge a Level 110 to a duel, a nearby Druid – Sejtnavn (hereafter referred to as ‘Sej’) – replied with ‘Yeah, he did that to me and whined when I killed him.’

I shrugged and replied with ‘Meh; I don’t duel, so IDC.’

That’s when the shitball began to roll.

Pruttemanden – hereafter referred to as ‘Prutte’ – didn’t seem to understand me when I said that I didn’t duel, and promptly challenged me twice. Then Sej started doing it for some reason; I guess they must have felt left out.

Reported? Holy crap, it must be the 2017 effect; can’t say shit without upsetting someone.

I was about to say to Sej that they could now report me for calling them a snowflake, when they brought up that crap about being the one who challenged me. That is true, they were, but they hadn’t even done it when I called Prutte an idiot.

And nobody is roleplaying, Prutte; I am making use of the transmog system. You might want to look it up to see what it does.

Look back a couple of screenshots; the proof is right there in front of you, good reader. Furthermore, DuelResponse told me, which is something else I mention:

Good for you; am I supposed to be impressed?

im sry, wer u expectin me 2 tlk like this? wel im sry 2 have 2 tell u that, unlike u, i hav a life outside of this gaem lolololololololol

Oh, look, Prutte is using the Gear Argument because they can’t think of any proper insults. And again with calling me a roleplayer; that shit is getting stale, pal.

It’s amazing how many people actually believe this; if such an option existed in-game, then I wouldn’t have created an addon to do it for me.

Prutte, seriously… turn the fucking Language Filter off if you want to cuss at me. Pussy.

No, you can’t. I’ve been through the options numerous times, and no option to block duels exists. Trades can be blocked, but not duels.

‘lol stfu’

Translation: I cannot actually prove it, so I will now resort to using a petty comeback in a vain effort to reassert dominance over this argument.

Your PornHub wall? Seriously?

Pay attention to this, as it will be important later.

Oh, and Prutte? You’re quick to point out that it’s a game, yet you still felt the need to insult my gear earlier; unlike you, I don’t spend every waking minute online.

Prutte challenged me another ten or so times after I turned off chat messages; the spam was getting annoying, and making it hard to take screenshots.

No, I didn’t check.

Because one, I’m not that stupid and two, it’s a lie.

‘PhotoHub.’ That’s a good one, Sej; pretty sure you didn’t call it that earlier.

Also, Prutte needs to learn what that phrase actually means.

Fun Fact: I just tried typing ‘PhotoHub’ on my Kindle, and it was autocorrected to ‘PhotoNic.’ So my guess is that either you’re talking shit – again – or someone has been fucking with your ‘autocorrect.’

MInd you, I can’t help but wonder why anyone would use autocorrect on a computer…

Prutte and Sej seemingly got fed up with my logic bombs, as they both ran away from me. Satisfied with my victory, I put the pair of cunts on ignore and prepped the screenshots.

If they’re reading this, then I hope you’ve both learned a valuable lesson about providing the evidence to back up your bullshit claims.

Whether you have or haven’t… get the fuck off my blog, you arrogant twats.

Flawed Logic

I was boosting my brother (Aim, AKA the other guy who sometimes writes a post here) in Hellfire Ramparts and Blood Furnace when I saw that the Horde were capturing the fortifications. I went to investigate and killed a Level 60-something at the Overlook; I failed to spot the Level 110 Warlock, Khejas-Magtheridon, who was there as well.

As soon as Khejas spotted me, they came in to attack — by which I mean they popped every cooldown they had and nuked the hell out of me. I tried to retreat, but unfortunately gravity had other ideas:

As you can see, it was the fall which killed me, so Khejas wouldn’t have gotten as much honour as they would have had they killed me themselves.

Aim went to get his Priest and together we attacked Khejas. We killed them at Broken Hill and engaged them nearby when they ressed. Aim soon died in the second fight, but I managed to kill them, thanks to making use of Rage of the Sleeper, Skull Bash (to interrupt Khejas’ Drain Life), Frenzied Regeneration, Barksin and Survival Instincts.

For those of you keeping score, it’s 2-1 me.

Khejas made use of their Soulstone, and so we killed them again; Aim managed to land a couple of good crits, meaning they went down hard. The final score was 3-1 to Aim and I, a good result as far as I cared.

But it wasn’t over yet; I was on my Horde Priest later on, with the intention of doing Heroic Ramparts and Blood Furnace for Netherweave Cloth, when I saw Khejas capturing the Stadium. I couldn’t help but gloat about the fact I’d beaten them  three times, compared to how quickly they’d beaten me just the once. I then decided that Ramps and BF could wait and logged out for a while.

When I logged back into my Druid, I found this waiting for me in my mailbox:

Er, okay? You only owned me once, you moron; I killed you three times. And what’s this shit about ‘try not to die on a 3v1?’ The way I saw it, it was always a 2v1; Aim and I against your pathetic little self.

I decide to reply to this little tirade…

When I say ‘grow a spine,’ I was referring to the fact that Khejas had waited until I was offline before sending this crap to me. Also, look at the name they chose for their Level 1 Alliance character; it’s precious.

Unfortunately, I got this when I tried to send my reply. Go figure.

I then decided that, if I couldn’t mail the twat, I’d go to their realm and drop my logic bomb on them personally. I loathe doing this, as it means stooping to Khejas’ level, but I felt that an exception had to be made in this case.

I went to Maghteridon and made a character called ‘Khejasalty’ – because I can be petty as well – and then ran a /who to see if Kheja was online. They were in Tomb of Sargeras, so I put together the following message, sent by way of five macros.

Hello, Navitas-Shadowsong here. I can see you’re raiding, so I’ve prepared some macros to deliver some hard truths your way. First of all, how the hell can you call ME ‘salty’ when I killed you THREE TIMES, hmm? First time we fought, you popped all your CDs and I – foolishly – decided to retreat. But here’s a fun fact: it was FALLING that killed me, NOT YOU. So techically it’s 3-0 me. Go figure. The second time we fought, you managed to kill my brother before I beat seven shades of shit out of you and sent you face-first into the dirt. During our third fight, I beat your ass some more before my bro managed to land some lucky crits. So what was that shit about me needing to ‘grow some skill,’ when YOU can’t even grow a backbone to confront me while I was online? I don’t particularly enjoy having to stoop to your level by making a char on your realm to bombard you with whispers, you know. But if that’s what it takes for me to get my point across, so be it. I’m done now; if you choose to purse this matter further by making a new Shadowsong char, it’ll only mark YOU as the salty one, NOT ME.

I then logged out before they had a chance to respond; again, being petty.

Logging back onto my Druid, I hung around Goldshire for a while… and then I saw something pop up in my chat frame:

As well as proving my point about them being the salty one, it looks like Kheja has once again made a Level 1 character on Shadowsong; unfortunately, my BadBoy anti-spam is set up to block all whispers from Level 1 characters, meaning that Khejas’ torrent of… whatever the hell they said… was blocked. BadBoy must have whispered them back explaining the block, hence why the message about my being ignored appeared. I also have my UI set up to put whispers into a new tab, which is how I knew Kheja had tried.

I go back to Magtheridon and try to find them again, but they were either offline or on an alt that I obviously wouldn’t know the name of. So, I asked if someone in their guild could explain to Khejas why their whisper wasn’t received.

That was yesterday (July 24th); when I got back from work today, I found yet another in-game mail waiting for me.

What a pity then, that the feeling isn’t mutal.

I tried to reply (again)…

… and once again I got the ‘Cannot find mail recipient’ message.

I’d had enough of this, so I went back to Magtheridon and made a new character called ‘Threeoneme’ – because I wanted to rub it in some more – and tried this:

I waited a few minutes for them to reply, but got nothing.

Oh, you’re AFK? Well, that’s certainly convenient. </sarcasm>

I probably won’t report them for harassment, even though it kinda is:

  • Refusing to end the pointless argument.
  • Cannot accept the fact that they lost. Hard.
  • Making new characters to send me stupid messages.

Anyway, the fact remains that I don’t consider myself to be in the wrong here. Sure, I could have just ignored the stupid prat, but I wanted to respond to the… er… ‘points’ that Khejas made in their original mail to me. I was hoping that would be the end of it; it’s not my fault that they decided to continue with the charade.

In fact, I am somewhat convinced that – even as I type this – my Druid has yet another message waiting for her in the mailbox.

… fuck it, I’m going to go and check.

RESULT: There wasn’t. Thank fuck for that; I guess the stupid prick finally got the message.