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.

Kiirondia the Hypocritical Coward

I was hanging around Goldshire on my Monk – something I tend to do a lot these days – when I saw a mage named Kiirondia talking to a Druid. The Druid, also Level 110, was offering 4,000 gold to anyone who could ‘kill him’ in less than five seconds. Kiirondia took up the offer and, being an Arcane Mage, made mincemeat of him in four seconds. The Druid offered the gold, but couldn’t trade it because of realm differences; Kiirondia (hereafter shortened to ‘Kii’) said that it was the thought that counts.

Then Kii noticed me standing nearby:

Hoo boy. Even if I didn’t have DuelResponse installed, having just seen how quickly she thrashed a Guardian Druid, I wouldn’t have accepted the request.

So, I make my feelings clear.

It would only be ‘fun’ because you know my item level is worse than yours, and also because everyone know that Arcane Mages are OP in PvP combat.

Interesting how?

The requests keep coming in, which tells me that Kii isn’t quite getting the message. So, I tell them that I am not going to disable the addon just so they can fuel their ego. Why do I think they have an ego? Well, look at all the challenges they’ve been sending; if that’s not a case of egoism, I don’t know what is.

How am I being rude? All I said was that I don’t duel and that you have an ego. Stating the truth does not make me rude, little Kii. You clearly do have an ego problem if you are spamming me with duel requests, despite me telling you that I don’t duel.

No reply.

So you’re insulting my name now? That makes you the rude one, you hypocrite. Furthermore, I don’t care what you think about my name; last time I checked, I wasn’t playing this game to make you happy.

That explains a lot; good thing I have a character on Quel’thalas. I log into it and see that Kii has gone into a battleground, so I tell them why I think they’ve got an ego (challenging me despite the item level difference and ignoring me when I said I don’t duel) and then go back on my Monk.

Just for posterity, here is a screenshot of my Monk’s Armoury page, taken at the time of writing this post:

And here is Kii’s:

I know what you’re thinking: ’28 item levels is such a huge difference.’ But hear me out: this person thrashed a Guardian Druid in four seconds; I would barely have had any time to cast a heal before I was nuked into oblivion by Mark of Aluneth.

Anyway, the fact remains that I was right about Kii having an ego problem; anyone who can’t accept that some people don’t like to duel, and then spam them with requests in a vain attempt to assert dominance or some shit, has an ego the size of Azeroth.

Kii is not the first to suffer this madness, nor will they be the last. But at least I can take solace in the fact that, while I would have lost a duel…

I won the argument.

Another Dose Of Salt

I had just logged into my Druid when I was suddenly sent a whisper from a priest named Barbarian, who was on the same realm as me:

First of all, you are accusing me of swearing at you by calling me a ‘fukin noob?’ All right then, looks like I had better file this one under ‘Hypocrisy.’

Seriously though, I had no idea who in the hell this person was.

I got fed up with this crap, put the person on ignore and then thought that was the end of it.

I was wrong; they hounded me on EVERY SINGLE CHARACTER of mine that I logged into. It was as though they were doing a /who on my guild to see which character I was on. Eventually, after the umpteenth time, I logged into my Warlock to do a /who of my own.

I put Barbarian on ignore the second I logged in, just to be on the safe side.

Wait, Bridgeburners? Where have I heard that guild name be—

Oh. My. GOD. It can’t be… Flip, can it?

I am going to assume that it must have been; Flip is the only member of that guild I have ever had the misfortune of meeting. Yet, our first meeting was in APRIL; has Flip really harbouring a grudge against me for that long, just waiting for an opportunity to start shit once more? If so, then that’s a whole new level of pathetic.

Flip needs to lighten the fuck up and find a new hobby, as World of Warcraft is clearly stressing them out; might I suggest they try League of Legends?

From what I’ve heard, their player base is equally as salty, so they should fit right in.

Charge of the Moron Brigade

While I was on my Warlock, I was challenged to a duel by a Paladin named Pallystuff-Eonar; DuelResponse blocked the request, and I didn’t think anything else of it… until I actually decided to inspect Pallystuff.

At the time of writing this post, Pallystuff’s item level was 892; my Warlock’s was 825. Needless to say, this was another case of someone looking to fuel their overinflated ego.

Pallystuff challenged me again, at which I told them to piss off and put them on ignore. I then went on my Druid to find Pallystuff in the middle of a duel… with an 842 item level Paladin. No prizes for guessing who won that contest.

I couldn’t tell if Pallystuff was being sarcastic or not, but that didn’t stop me from being sarcastic and pointing out the obvious truth.

Starting shit now, are we? All right, let’s go.

Why do people always say ‘you mad?’ I see that as a sign of desperation, used when you’ve got fuck all else to say in regards to the argument.

You’re hanging around Goldshire challenging people who have worse gear than you to duels, but I’m the one who has to ‘get a life?’ Nice logic, you fucking hypocrite.

I don’t know who rattled Asalem’s cage; as you can see, I was quick to put them on ignore so I could focus on owning Pallystuff with logic.

According to the addon I was using – Pawn – it was 877 or thereabouts; an Armory search revealed the true number, quoted earlier in this post. However, the fact remains that Pallystuff’s gear was vastly superior to that of my warlock.

And it looks like someone else has been triggered by the argument… FML.

Another one?! Holy shit, these fools must be triggered by logic or something.

The Eonar and Blade’s Edge realms are connected; for all I know, you could be lying. And if pointing out the facts makes me a cunt then… shit… I must be the biggest cunt in the entire fucking universe.

Frigobrazo, if you are reading this then one, get the fuck off my blog and two, I hope you realise now how stupid you sounded.

Soulcruncher, you seem to have a severe deficiency in the insults department.

It was at this point that Pallystuff realised they had lost the arguments, and thus got sucked into the insult void that Soulcrusher and Frigobrazo were creating.

By saying that, you’ve just shot yourself in the foot. How can you say you’re not an elitist, if you are restoring to one of the many arguments that an elitist would use?

I was quick to point this out, at which point I put all three of these stupid twats on ignore and done a victory dance. Then I took these screenshots and posted this.

Which brings us to the end of our sad little tale. As you saw, everything I said was on point; everything they said was blunt, crude and without merit. If you want to fuck with me, at least be prepared; some proper insults are needed, for a start.

And now, to finish, let’s have some poetry:

See how their glory fades?
O the insults they made!
Navitas wondered.
Fuck the insults they made,
Fuck the Moron Brigade,
Fools times six hundred.

(With apologies to Alfred Tennyson.)

Well, That Escalated Quickly… Again

I was on my Priest, Nogametime, whom I have geared for Level 20 twinking, when I challenged a Warlock named Ryan (yes, that was his name) to a duel.

I won the duel quite easily, but Ryan didn’t seem to like that:

He ran off after calling me a ‘cheating bastard,’ hence why I yelled ‘QQ more.’ Shortly thereafter, however, I notice that he tried to whisper me. Since I’m using the BadBoy addon to block all incoming whispers, I didn’t see it. So, I asked about it.

Can you tell that I’m being sarcastic?

Seriously, look through these screenshots and you will see that I haven’t said or done anything that remotely resembles being ‘mad.’ However, Ryan is failing miserably to spot his own hypocrisy.

Poor little Ryan needs to take a chill pill… or ten.

Yep. He mad. Honestly, kid, if you were ‘better than me,’ you would have grown a fucking spine and kept up the argument. But no, you just had to lose said spine and then resort to ignoring me like the little bitch you are.

Truth be told, I’m no better; I am writing this blog after all.

Still kicked your arse, though. 😉