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.