A real life story.
So, a few weeks ago something happened..
I was talking to one of my friends and for some reason we got in to the subject of playing in a party, such as in WoW.
And during this conversation my friend started talking about his experiences in group-playing. As it turns out he is exactly the type I can't stand in-game.
He is the type of person that runs and fetches a boss just to see his whole group get wiped.
He is the type that duels people just to mind control them and have them jump off a cliff, so that they will have to do one of the longest graveyard runs in WoW.
And all was fine and dandy since he thinks it is fun.
I couldn't do anything but stand there and nod.
"Yeah, that's real funny!"Truth is, I didn't feel comfortable. I wanted to lecture him. Tell him how lousy the players he is destroying for is feeling, and what a bad person he is for doing it.
But I couldn't.I couldn't intrude on his way of playing games, and I couldn't tell him that my way is the right way.
I had to let him be, and close my fist in my pocket. I had to suffer in silence, for all the players that he had destroyed for.
What would you have done?
Hans
This is how sad you get when you are ganked.