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.)

Named And Shamed

This post may prove to be a bit controversial, for reasons that will soon become apparent, but I feel that I need to publish it. After all, someone adding me on Battle.net just to flame me is indeed a first.

Allow me to explain.

As you all know, there is an in-game event going on wherein Azeroth is being invaded by the forces of the Burning Legion (and is, quite frankly, the best in-game event Blizzard has ever created).

I was responding to an invasion in Westfall on my Druid, when I saw a flagged Level 100 Horde player under attack from demons. So, I did what came naturally… and killed them.

The next thing I know, I get a Battle.net friend request. I ignore it and carry on killing demons, only for the person to send it again. This time, I decide to humour them and accept — only for this to happen:

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It was the Horde player I killed, adding me just to spout that. Makes a change from logging out and creating an Alliance character, I guess.

To say that I was not impressed with this would be an understatement. I defeated this player in PvP combat, for which there are no rules, and they feel the need to do this. I tried reporting them for it; they had removed me as a friend, so I kept getting a Lua error.

Now we get to the controversial (I think) part… wherein I reveal this prick’s Battle.net ID to show them that they can’t pull this sort of stunt and expect me to just forget about it.

So, yeah… FUCK YOU, FarahAli#2586!

I’m done here. Peace out.

*mic drop*

False Accusations VI

Wow, it’s been a while since I had to write one of these posts.

Anyway: I was on Nogametime again, just milling around in Goldshire, when all of a sudden…

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I have no idea who the hell this guy is, or who is he talking about.

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I’m ‘Mad’ because some random arsehole is acting like an arsehole towards me, accusing me of doing something that I didn’t.

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By the way, mate, I’m still waiting on that proof.

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I don’t know why this guy felt the need to get involved, but he did.

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At the time of writing this post, Guysup was Level 80. Nogametime is Level 20, hence my massive overuse of sarcasm here.

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After all of that, nothing was accomplished. Guysup didn’t seem so keen on continuing the shit they started; they were either trolling, or realised they had the wrong person.

I’m guessing the former.

However, we’re still not done. I went to Goldshire on my Druid a few minutes later and found Aloisius dueling a Druid — who turned out to be Guysup. I interrogated him again, trying to figure out exactly what his problem was, but all I managed to get out of him was that he claims I called his girlfriend a ‘fucking retard.’

When I asked for proof of this, he once again dodged the question. At the same time, yet another nearby person (whom I assumed to be another one of his friends) decided to get involved, asking me if I had proof that I didn’t call Guysup’s girlfriend this.

I didn’t reply, given that I can’t really prove I didn’t. However, it goes without saying that I am not that kind of person. Besides, I’m pretty sure the Game Masters keep chat logs. If anyone can prove I didn’t, they can.

Anyway, that’s it for this round of bullshit.

 

It Was An Accident!

Thanks to the power of missions, I recently came into possession of a Void-Shrouded Satchel on my Druid. Since I already have Touch of the Void, I decided to sell it.

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Yeah, okay. Three hundred gold seems like a fair price. I’d better invite him to a group, so that he can come to my Garrison and trade with me.

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Oh, shit, I clicked the wrong option in the list. But, alas, by the time I rectified this error, it was far too late.

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Fuck.

Now, if this guy had just waited for a moment, I could have explained the situation. But OH NO, he had to throw a hissy fit and turn into a complete and total twat.

Patience is a virtue, fuckface, I suggest you get some.