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D34THROW
Jan 29, 2012

RETAIL RETAIL LISTEN TO ME BITCH ABOUT RETAIL
:rant:

OrangeSoda posted:

I'm pretty sure that guy with the dragon avatar owns and regularly wears no less than 5 different fedoras.

That guy makes me want to get into Second Life just to gently caress with people like DJ Cookie and the Dovahboy. :allears:

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Soylent Pudding
Jun 22, 2007

We've got people!


White Dog Eggs posted:

Back when Ultima Online was still a big deal I made a female character for the sole reason of getting free stuff, I named my character Charlotte and I would just hang around the big bank in Britan and wait for someone to say "Are you a girl irl?", I'd answer yes and neckbeards would just give me stuff. A fair few shitlords would also ask for pictures, so I would ask for payment first (One guy gave me a deed to a massive house and 4 large ships deeds if I promised to send him "sexy pictures of you ;)" classy.), they would give me an email address and I'd send them tubgirl. The rage was fantastic.

Back in high school I played a Valkyrie themed character in City of Heroes. I even put in my profile that I was a dude irl, but it still didn't stop me from being hit on all the time by creepy guys. I milked it for all it was worth in terms of getting in game items. Then I'd get the requests to cyber. I made it a point to never initiate it myself, but if they did I would hesitantly play along. Then at some point where the words were getting hot and heavy I'd respond with something like "fully aroused, I can't stop myself from shoving my hard cock down your throat." If I could find a way to convert nerd rage into electrical power the US would still be running off of that stockpile.

Blackheart
Mar 22, 2013

Those second life videos are pure gold. Some of the people playing sound... really old?

The most hilarious for me was one of the furry videos, when a group of idiots are commenting on someone's little sister and Esteban goes "My friend, you are a pedophile!" then everyone is uncomfortably silent for a while.

Massive_Idiot
Jun 21, 2007

Receiving data bursts, everything to do with it.

D34THROW posted:

That guy makes me want to get into Second Life just to gently caress with people like DJ Cookie and the Dovahboy. :allears:

Prepare for disappointing consequences.

IShallRiseAgain
Sep 12, 2008

Well ain't that precious?

Blackheart posted:

Those second life videos are pure gold. Some of the people playing sound... really old?

The most hilarious for me was one of the furry videos, when a group of idiots are commenting on someone's little sister and Esteban goes "My friend, you are a pedophile!" then everyone is uncomfortably silent for a while.

which one is that specifically?

StevenM
Nov 6, 2011

Soylent Pudding posted:

Back in high school I played a Valkyrie themed character in City of Heroes. I even put in my profile that I was a dude irl, but it still didn't stop me from being hit on all the time by creepy guys. I milked it for all it was worth in terms of getting in game items. Then I'd get the requests to cyber. I made it a point to never initiate it myself, but if they did I would hesitantly play along. Then at some point where the words were getting hot and heavy I'd respond with something like "fully aroused, I can't stop myself from shoving my hard cock down your throat." If I could find a way to convert nerd rage into electrical power the US would still be running off of that stockpile.

I tried doing this during a trial period in vanilla WOW, making a female account to see the responses and how far people would go with ERP, then seeing their reactions when they realised they were cybering with a dude. That's how I learned about people having a futanari fetish. So... stories of griefs backfiring on the griefers, I guess?

Nyyen
Jun 26, 2005

MACHINE MEN
with MACHINE MINDS
and MACHINE HEARTS

D34THROW posted:

That guy makes me want to get into Second Life just to gently caress with people like DJ Cookie and the Dovahboy. :allears:

Unfortunately, responses like that are exceedingly rare. The community is extremely paranoid and exclusive, and getting banned from a parcel, or plot of electronic real-estate that make up the game world, is just about the easiest thing imaginable. Most people will just boot you from their land at the slightest provocation, and for every single responder, 1000 will just send you off without saying a thing.

Magres
Jul 14, 2011

StevenM posted:

I tried doing this during a trial period in vanilla WOW, making a female account to see the responses and how far people would go with ERP, then seeing their reactions when they realised they were cybering with a dude. That's how I learned about people having a futanari fetish. So... stories of griefs backfiring on the griefers, I guess?

:stonklol:

You poor bastard

Barnaby Rudge
Jan 15, 2011

so your telling me you wasn't drunk or fucked up in anyway.when you had sex with me and that monkey
Soiled Meat

VanSandman posted:

We should be friends. :allears:
Also, do you still have any of the rage emails?

Sadly my email inbox seems to only goes back to 2003, so no :(. I do remember that one guy got super-mad at me for "being a scamming and probably fat bitch" and would spam insults at me relentlessly if he saw me, this was great because a lot of other nerds would mindlessly white-knight me as I was a 'girl' so I got even more stuff!

It got to the point where he was camping outside my house so he could kill me when I left, for a while I would just go onto the open balcony and hurl explosive potions at him then loot his corpse (he was a super high level so he always had really good stuff), but this only made him madder. Then a thought occurred to me. I left the house and let him kill me, I then ran to a shrine that was close, went outside my house and let him kill me again. I did this around 10 times, then paged a GM that this player was harassing me by calling me names and constantly killing me (he actually set a macro to say "DIE YOU loving WHORE" whilst casting a spell), 10 minutes later a GM shows up and the guy was so obnoxious that banned him (or he may have put him in jail, I cant remember) for a week. Never saw him after that.

Another, and rather evil thing I used to do was to tame a few nightmares (super-tough fireball spewing horse things, they were stupidly hard to tame as you needed to max out about 3 skills, however I had no life at the time), walk into a crowded town and type "all release" which would set them wild again and they'd go on a killing frenzy. Me and a few friends actually held the town of Moonglow hostage for a while by doing this, until the GM's told us to knock it off anyway.

Kite Pride Worldwide
Apr 20, 2009


IShallRiseAgain posted:

which one is that specifically?

This one. I love how he tries to deny the claims of pedophilia right after he calls a 12-year-old 'hot', and acts like being 17 is such a huge difference over being 18. IT'S TOTALLY LEGAL YOU GUYS :v:

FuzzyPickles
Jun 7, 2004

Nyyen posted:

Unfortunately, responses like that are exceedingly rare. The community is extremely paranoid and exclusive, and getting banned from a parcel, or plot of electronic real-estate that make up the game world, is just about the easiest thing imaginable. Most people will just boot you from their land at the slightest provocation, and for every single responder, 1000 will just send you off without saying a thing.

Not sure what it's like now, but years ago the admins on Second Life completely pandered to the weird shut ins that played the game and would ban players over anything that could be remotely construed as griefing. I remember reading about a bunch of goons dressing up in mob outfits with guns and pretending to take over a casino and pubbies throwing a raging fit over it and reporting everyone.

I tried the game out almost a decade ago when there was an SA presence and never got into it. The SA area was a sprawling eyesore that filled other players with rage because it wasn't some super serious recreation of the sad lonely fantasies of shut ins.

I dont have any of my own pics, and the Second Life Safari videos don't work anymore but it was an impressive 'town' SA built.
http://www.somethingawful.com/second-life-safari/secondlife-history-pictures/1/

D34THROW
Jan 29, 2012

RETAIL RETAIL LISTEN TO ME BITCH ABOUT RETAIL
:rant:
Now I have aspirations of finding a nice little town and stinking it up by hardcore roleplaying a filthy hobo and seeing how much I get in L$. If anything.

I remember reading about SL in Popular Science back when it was new. Interesting idea for a platform, could've really gone somewhere, but it got taken over by weirdos. :sigh:

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Mar 22, 2013

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The Something Awful Forums > Discussion > Games > It got taken over by weirdos - The Griefing Discussion Thread

VanSandman
Feb 16, 2011
SWAP.AVI EXCHANGER

Magres posted:

:stonklol:

You poor bastard

I dunno, this is also pretty funny. It's why my favorite conceit is 'secretly an Alien and Ripley's not here.'

Lutha Mahtin
Oct 10, 2010

Your brokebrain sin is absolved...go and shitpost no more!

FuzzyPickles posted:

I remember reading about a bunch of goons dressing up in mob outfits with guns and pretending to take over a casino and pubbies throwing a raging fit over it and reporting everyone.

I tried the game out almost a decade ago when there was an SA presence and never got into it. The SA area was a sprawling eyesore that filled other players with rage because it wasn't some super serious recreation of the sad lonely fantasies of shut ins.

Yeah, those were good years for stories coming out of SL. I feel like the grief potential really went downhill when they started allowing private rental of entire islands, since you couldn't be the next door neighbors from hell anymore. The goon shenanigans around John Edwards's presidential campaign stand out as a really funny example of what was possible when people couldn't just buy their own private island empire.

I also remember reading about some exploit group who targeted the grossest erotic zones, crashing their parties and eventually crashing server regions. This was around the time Linden decided to release the source code to the client.

Sex Robot
Jan 11, 2011

Nothing amazing happens here.
Everything is ordinary.

FuzzyPickles posted:

Not sure what it's like now, but years ago the admins on Second Life completely pandered to the weird shut ins that played the game and would ban players over anything that could be remotely construed as griefing. I remember reading about a bunch of goons dressing up in mob outfits with guns and pretending to take over a casino and pubbies throwing a raging fit over it and reporting everyone.

I tried the game out almost a decade ago when there was an SA presence and never got into it. The SA area was a sprawling eyesore that filled other players with rage because it wasn't some super serious recreation of the sad lonely fantasies of shut ins.

I dont have any of my own pics, and the Second Life Safari videos don't work anymore but it was an impressive 'town' SA built.
http://www.somethingawful.com/second-life-safari/secondlife-history-pictures/1/

Second Life Safari was one of my first experiences of SA as a site. To this day their adventures through a bondage club as members of a star fleet away team, and the video where the guy had a script that made him spam shitloads of gremlins still cracks me the gently caress up.

FuzzyPickles
Jun 7, 2004

Lutha Mahtin posted:

Yeah, those were good years for stories coming out of SL. I feel like the grief potential really went downhill when they started allowing private rental of entire islands, since you couldn't be the next door neighbors from hell anymore. The goon shenanigans around John Edwards's presidential campaign stand out as a really funny example of what was possible when people couldn't just buy their own private island empire.

In order to insulate themselves against the outside world people can just buy private areas? Second life really attracts a special kind of pathetic.

So some guy had this beautiful house next door, and a river ran through the border between his place and ours. On the W-Hat side of the river was the cotton candy factory. The inside of the factory was what could be described as a gore covered assembly line where sheep were fed down a conveyor belt to be chopped up and packed into boxes with the 'crazy machine' music from Looney Tunes playing on constant loop. On the outside the factory belched smoke into the air nonstop, and had pipes going into the river spewing out pollution. This include whole barrels of toxic waste that you could ride down the river. The barrels flowed past a bread truck that was backed up next to the river with the rear doors open. The back doors of the truck continuously sprayed out an enormous number of empty plastic six pack rings into the river, and around the truck and in the river are dead and dying fish and dolphins with their snouts stuck in the beverage rings. On the other side of the factory was this billboard:


Behind all this was giant robots, the death star blowing up the twin towers, and gaudy, technicolor mayhem.

If I remember right, the guy next door eventually removed the windows on the that side of his house.

Edit: I only played for a couple days, I don't really have any of the good stories, unfortunately. I should probably dig through archives and read the old threads for kicks.

FuzzyPickles fucked around with this message at 04:48 on Aug 3, 2013

TheBlueRoom
Oct 29, 2012

FuzzyPickles posted:

In order to insulate themselves against the outside world people can just buy private areas? Second life really attracts a special kind of pathetic.

So some guy had this beautiful house next door, and a river ran through the border between his place and ours. On the W-Hat side of the river was the cotton candy factory. The inside of the factory was what could be described as a gore covered assembly line where sheep were fed down a conveyor belt to be chopped up and packed into boxes with the 'crazy machine' music from Looney Tunes playing on constant loop. On the outside the factory belched smoke into the air nonstop, and had pipes going into the river spewing out pollution. This include whole barrels of toxic waste that you could ride down the river. The barrels flowed past a bread truck that was backed up next to the river with the rear doors open. The back doors of the truck continuously sprayed out an enormous number of empty plastic six pack rings into the river, and around the truck and in the river are dead and dying fish and dolphins with their snouts stuck in the beverage rings. On the other side of the factory was this billboard:


Behind all this was giant robots, the death star blowing up the twin towers, and gaudy, technicolor mayhem.

If I remember right, the guy next door eventually removed the windows on the that side of his house.

Edit: I only played for a couple days, I don't really have any of the good stories, unfortunately. I should probably dig through archives and read the old threads for kicks.

If I was that next door guy I would make a huge glass window on that side of the house with all the furniture facing outside :allears:

Moonshine Rhyme
Mar 26, 2010

Hate Hate Hate Hate Hate
I only tried SL once. I logged in, irritated chatting people for a bit by pestering them, just regular stuff. Then I go to another hub, and I meet a special gentlemen. He gives me two things: A giant penis roughly as large as my avatar, and a humping motion. I proceed to utilize these two things to get kicked out of as many places as possible. I then uninstalled and never tried it again.

Lorak
Apr 7, 2009

Well, there goes the Hall of Fame...

Moonshine Rhyme posted:

irritated chatting people
Thanks to playing New Vegas recently, I read this as "irradiated chatting people". I find myself more disappointed now that I realized it wasn't.

01011001
Dec 26, 2012

Moonshine Rhyme posted:

I only tried SL once. I logged in, irritated chatting people for a bit by pestering them, just regular stuff. Then I go to another hub, and I meet a special gentlemen. He gives me two things: A giant penis roughly as large as my avatar, and a humping motion. I proceed to utilize these two things to get kicked out of as many places as possible. I then uninstalled and never tried it again.

I'm pretty sure you achieved as efficient an entertainment experience as possible in SL anyway.

Zaodai
May 23, 2009

Death before dishonor?
Your terms are accepted.


Moonshine Rhyme posted:

I only tried SL once. I logged in, irritated chatting people for a bit by pestering them, just regular stuff. Then I go to another hub, and I meet a special gentlemen. He gives me two things: A giant penis roughly as large as my avatar, and a humping motion. I proceed to utilize these two things to get kicked out of as many places as possible. I then uninstalled and never tried it again.

In my head, the guy who gave you those items was a really dapper looking English gentleman. "I say, you appear to be new to our fair land! Allow me to equip you appropriately, so you that you might integrate into our society." :wotwot:

FuzzyPickles
Jun 7, 2004

Dug up the old threads in archives and there is a quote that pretty much nails SL.

"I've said it a million times, but SL is a wonderful but inherently crippled idea. Build anything you want, but heaven forbid if you dare offend someone's delicate sensibilities.. even if they're on your land in an "adult" zone. Realistic dolphin cocks for hot gay dolphin on dolphin action? A-OK! Dress up like Charlie Tuna and frown menacingly at people engaging in said dolphin sex? BAN."

Edit: Oh my god, a Saddam Hussein Going Away Party, http://www.sluniverse.com/snapshots/126462.jpg

FuzzyPickles fucked around with this message at 08:03 on Aug 3, 2013

Coolguye
Jul 6, 2011

Required by his programming!

Regalingualius posted:

Out of curiosity, do you happen to have any particularly memorable instances of this?

Nothing out of the ordinary for the thread, though I'll tell a standard story to paint you a picture.

One thing you have to understand about old UO was that when you died, you basically lost everything on you. If you could reclaim your corpse before someone else did, you'd get your poo poo back, but realistically it was gone.

Well, as a murderer, death happened. A lot. Your name was blood red and exactly as big a target as you'd expect. A lot of the time someone would just get salty and try to attack you without knowing what the gently caress they were doing, but occasionally you'd run into someone who was pretty good and had some hardcore gear, or just blunder into a 2v1 or 3v1 situation. A lot of money goes through a murderer's hands because of all the poo poo we get from the people we kill, but at the end of the day we're still generally pretty poor because all we've really got is pride. Like I said in an earlier story, usually we'd end up just giving our loot away or destroying the gear in front of our victims as best we could because it'd get taken from us next time we died, which could be in an hour for all we knew. This attitude gave us the capacity for some tactics the carebears didn't expect.

Anyway, when you're a murderer, you very commonly have a cheap 'pawn' character, an innocent that can act in your stead. You couldn't enter towns as a killer (the guards would gently caress you up PROPER), and you still wanted to know what was going on. One day I was walking around Britain on my pawn and found this one dude very publicly trolling for an in-game wife to share his wealth with. He was tossing out gifts to all sorts of female characters - mostly consumables like packs of potions or whatever, things that everyone used but weren't hugely expensive. I watched him for a bit, then caught him paying particular attention to a black-skinned female avatar. My theory was that dark skin was a particular thing of his, so I paid particular attention to what she did.

She gave him an 'ew, no' response and started to walk off. I caught up to her and asked her if she'd like to help me gently caress that guy up. She was immediately interested, and I told her to go back and act interested, and specifically ask if she could get seven different houses to bed him on the seven days of the week. This was a bit of improvisation on my part, but it worked beautifully. It took him a bit to get the deeds together, and during this time I was meeting a member of the gang for what we simply dubbed a 'spike'.

A spike was just a cheap as gently caress newbie dagger that we coated in the most vile loving poisons we could manage. At this time in the game, a grandmaster poisoner could spit out some poisons that would VERY quickly kill a man. Unless they could get to a cure potion in under 10 seconds, they were hosed. You don't need to get medieval on a guy's rear end, you can just scratch them with a spike for 1 damage and smile as you saw *DOUCHEBAG BEGINS TO CONVULSE AND VOMIT UNCONTROLLABLY*.

So I show up as the guy is saying he'll fill the estates with seven different styles of bed for seven styles of love and generally creeping half of Britain out without ACTUALLY saying anything pornographic and violating ToS. I very calmly walked up to him and slashed him with the spike.

Guards show up and butcher my rear end in like half an eyeblink. It becomes obvious that the guy is panicking because he starts running around a bit, then he just keels over, dead as a doornail. The woman he was macking on immediately starts looting his corpse, and the onlookers rush in like a pack of vultures to pick it clean as well. It was only a couple of seconds before everything this dude had, including deeds for seven decently sized houses, were gone and people were scattering to the four winds.

The dude melts down at me, of course, and basically calls me every name under the sun that I'd already heard a million times. He swore bloody revenge, and I even told him my main murderer's name so he could try to take it sometime. The issue is that most murderers made their day to day out in the deep wilderness, with at most a little shack to store spare gear. We never saw the guy again, probably because he was too scared to actually come hunting for us. This, again, happened all the time. Carebears knew that the wilderness was dangerous, so they'd take a ton of steps to never expose themselves to too much risk. Telling him my name and my normal hunting grounds so he could find me was doomed to failure, because I normally hunted on roads that people, you know, actually traveled. Jerks like him rarely even stepped out of town, they just portaled everywhere. Would've been great if he did though. Even if he killed a couple of us, we only need to kill him once to really hurt him. Our gear could be replaced pretty trivially with the exception of our mages' spellbooks.

The woman thought it was the funniest thing she'd seen in forever, and thanked me profusely. I think I was out a pair of shoes that someone overzealously stole off my corpse while trying to loot the douchebag. All in all, A Good Day. :allears:

That was probably the one we inflicted the most monetary loss on someone like that, since I'd had the presence of mind to try to recruit the accomplice, and she was devious enough to want in. Suiciding on a dude with a spike was pretty common, though.

LordNad
Nov 18, 2002

HEY BAD GUYS, THIS IS THE VICE PRESIDENT, PLEASE DON'T KILL HIM!
This is part grief, part exploit. When dawn of war 2 came out I played pretty regularly with goons. We were all pretty good so pub stomping was easy. One day I was just sitting on steam not doing anything and one of them messenged me to get on asap. I log in and they explain the plan.

I was to paint a tyranid army a curious combination of red and pink. Really gave that authentic red rocket look. We all were to be ttranids and build nothing but ripper swarms with a hive tyrant commander. Dawn of war was like company of heroes, no real base buildin or resource gathering. Instead you captured points around the map and just upgraded buildings at your HQ. The more points you captured the faster you gained resources. There were a few strategic points that needed to be held until you gained enough points to win.

Ripper swarms were the most basic and cheapest tyranid unit. They did weak melee damage but were very difficult to kill. Furthermore the hive tyrant commander could get an easy and cheap upgrade that allowed you to reinforce the swarms out in the field. Normally as a squad takes damage they lose members. To prevent complete destruction you have to retreat the squadto your HQ and reinforce them there.

We utterly stomped pubs harder than ever. Spamming nothing but rippers meant we had a lock on the early game because ripper swarms could capture points. Mid to late game the hive tyrant could get a venom cannon upgrade that had huge range and chewed through vehicles. Add to the fact that we would spam chat with "RIP AND TEAR. FOR THE RIPPEROR!" meant that the rage we induced was beautiful. Swarms of hard to kill units that never had to retreat backed up by a guy that could two shot most tanks was unstoppable. Within the week ripper swarms were patches to be unable to capture points

Brown Paper Bag
Nov 3, 2012

D34THROW posted:

That guy makes me want to get into Second Life just to gently caress with people like DJ Cookie and the Dovahboy. :allears:

I like how the dragon guy stays in his dragon voice initially and ends up whining in his regular voice.

Turtlicious
Sep 17, 2012

by Jeffrey of YOSPOS
I was playing Killing Floor with my girlfriend today on KF_WestLondon, and some very clever dude managed to lock us all out of the traders spot (you only get 1:00 to get to the trader and pawn your guns and by new guns, before a new wave of zombies come to kick your poo poo in.) So half of us got to the trader too late and ended up selling our stuff and not being able to buy new stuff.

We got revenge by locking him in, and getting him killed by the boss on the last level.

Synthwave Crusader
Feb 13, 2011

Turtlicious posted:

I was playing Killing Floor with my girlfriend today on KF_WestLondon, and some very clever dude managed to lock us all out of the traders spot (you only get 1:00 to get to the trader and pawn your guns and by new guns, before a new wave of zombies come to kick your poo poo in.) So half of us got to the trader too late and ended up selling our stuff and not being able to buy new stuff.

We got revenge by locking him in, and getting him killed by the boss on the last level.

This shouldn't be possible, they should have fixed the trader blocking issue a while back.

JustJeff88
Jan 15, 2008

I AM
CONSISTENTLY
ANNOYING
...
JUST TERRIBLE


THIS BADGE OF SHAME IS WORTH 0.45 DOUBLE DRAGON ADVANCES

:dogout:
of SA-Mart forever

White Dog Eggs posted:

Back when Ultima Online was still a big deal I made a female character for the sole reason of getting free stuff, I named my character Charlotte and I would just hang around the big bank in Britan and wait for someone to say "Are you a girl irl?", I'd answer yes and neckbeards would just give me stuff. A fair few shitlords would also ask for pictures, so I would ask for payment first (One guy gave me a deed to a massive house and 4 large ships deeds if I promised to send him "sexy pictures of you ;)" classy.), they would give me an email address and I'd send them tubgirl. The rage was fantastic.

I've never played a female in any game, largely to avoid that sort of thing. I would not deal with it well.

However, we recently had a bit of... drama on Team Fortress 2 of the sort that would only happen if initiated by a female, because men overreact to it so much in a way that they would not towards another dude. Having said that, I think that the lady in question (we'll call her Linda - name's changed to protect the melodramatic) is very much trying to kick up a storm... for what reason, I have no idea. Basically, Linda is someone who plays in our group regularly in the few months since I came back. A few days ago, she friended me on Steam, which was of a great surprise to me as she is sometimes very unpleasant to me in game. Not in the fun, buddy-buddy, slag-each-other-off-for-giggles way (I would enjoy that), but mocking me for not being higher on the scoreboard (she's a pretty good player, I am not). I just ignore it because I'm not 12 and don't care how good I am at a free-to-play hat simula... I mean cartoon shooter, but I was surprised that she friended me. Forgive and forget, I thought, so I accepted.

So, two nights ago it comes to light that she defriended a bunch of people very suddenly. I checked my list and, sure enough, she cut me loose also. I had a lot of fun that night, but people would not shut up about why she defriended them and on and on and on. I am ashamed to admit that I got caught up in it for about 5 minutes, even calling her out in allchat, but I very quickly realised that it was either an elaborate troll on her part or just a sad bid for attention and/or need for childish drama. I shut up because I knew that talking about it was only reinforcing the behaviour, but she kept going on about a bunch of "lonely guys getting sad because a woman rejected them." That element is definitely there, but it was pretty obvious that she was enjoying herself for whatever reason. I am staying a mile away from this, but with the vast majority of the server regulars being male and she being perhaps keen to milk it, this might go on for a while.

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Vib Rib
Jul 23, 2007

God damn this shit is
fuckin' re-dic-a-liss

🍖🍖😛🍖🍖
That's not really a grief, that's more like just drama between you and your friends.

Louisgod
Sep 25, 2003

Always Watching
Bread Liar

Vib Rib posted:

That's not really a grief, that's more like just drama between you and your friends.

Seriously. I'm starting to think people are forgetting the purpose of the thread, which tells me it should probably go unless others can convince us otherwise.

Goofballs
Jun 2, 2011



You aren't really considering closing the funniest thread in games because one guy brought his tf2 drama in right?

Pakled
Aug 6, 2011

WE ARE SMART

Louisgod posted:

Seriously. I'm starting to think people are forgetting the purpose of the thread, which tells me it should probably go unless others can convince us otherwise.

How about that cool Ultima Online story Coolguye posted just up the page?

Oppenheimer
Dec 26, 2011

by Smythe
This thread could be UO stories only and it would still be great. I wish it was still in its glory days or I played back then.

Space Camp fuckup
Aug 2, 2003

God forbid there's an actual funny thread, better close it up since one guy posted bad.

Magres
Jul 14, 2011
Repost of an old story because it made me laugh like a maniac when I read it again last night, the story of a sentient banana peel wreaking havoc and taking over a SS13 game.

Angry Diplomat posted:

The Doom Peel

If a banana peel is left on the floor, anyone who steps on it will slip and fall down. There used to be a Clown job, which started with a banana and was mostly responsible for playing pranks, telling jokes, raising spirits, and getting brutally murdered by the psychotic crew. When my brother first started playing SS13, he chose Clown and spent the entire round slipping people with his banana peel, farting in their faces while they lay stunned, and then peeling out of there like a brightly coloured human rally car while furiously honking his bike horn. He did this so much and so competently that several people were actively trying to murder him, which of course led to more slipping, farting, and honking before he'd lie low in a locker somewhere until they gave up the search.

One particular victim seemed to have terrible luck, as he ran afoul of my brother over, and over, and over again through no apparent fault of his own. He must have spent a third of the round lying on the floor with fart in his face and a cheery HONK HONK HONK ringing in his ears. After pratfalling for the fourteenth or fifteenth time, he impotently screamed, "CLOOOOOOOOOOOOWN!" at his retreating assailant. This had no effect, aside from causing my brother to laugh so hard that it brought him to tears.

That victim was THE OVERWASP, one of the game's administrators. :stare:

Rather than get angry, THE OVERWASP saw the humour in my brother's clowny antics. He telepathically instructed him to stand next to his banana peel for a moment, then implanted the clown's consciousness into the peel itself, giving my brother the ability to move it around directly.

As it turns out, a player-controlled banana peel is nothing short of apocalyptic in the right hands. The station rapidly descended into anarchy as police chases became Keystone Kopps fiascoes, Janitors were left facedown in their own suds, and panicking assistants fled shrieking from the demonically-possessed banana peel before it sent them tumbling facefirst into vending machines. In a desperate bid to restore order, one of the heads of staff seized the unholy fruit rind in his hand and stuffed it in his pocket. Striding triumphantly to the airlock to space the offending item, he met his doom when it leaped out of his pocket and slipped him, causing him to careen into the open void and be lost forever.

The escape shuttle was called, and the crew fled in terror, abandoning the station to its new master: the Doom Peel.

Angry Diplomat's SS13 stories are all amazing. My favorite is definitely the one about the monkey - "I WONT LET YOU DOWN CAPTAIN" never fails to make me grin

Magres fucked around with this message at 20:55 on Aug 3, 2013

Louisgod
Sep 25, 2003

Always Watching
Bread Liar
Hmm, you guys are right, my opinion couldn't have been at all influenced by years of interaction with this thread. Not at all.

Anyway, point is that the thread seems to attract more drama and bad posts than it does entertaining stories. I'm all for keeping it open so by all means, keep the griefing stories coming. Needs more Second Life grieving videos.

Sanctum
Feb 14, 2005

Property was their religion
A church for one
charliezzz has a whole bunch of great SL videos, but I can't stop laughing at the special ending to this one:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xVS4tX0iP00&t=6m41s

e: This hasn't been posted yet, Esteban and Jesse stalk a small gang of 'real-life' vampires. I like how in the span of a minute one girl goes from saying they should be banned for griefing to a sudden reversal of "I love you Esteban" and apologizing about her friends.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=knnV0iTrXNg&hd=1

Sanctum fucked around with this message at 21:39 on Aug 3, 2013

Haystack
Jan 23, 2005





One of the better stories to come out of the last SS13 thread

Dr. Cogwerks posted:

Welp, I got myself permabanned from another strict-RP server.



Captain's Log
Edgar T. Bumblechumps

Oh boy, a new day on a new station, and I'm picked to be the captain of it all! There's a nice white ceremonial outfit and beret in my closet. It's a good day to be fancy. Dressed to the nines, my first act as Captain is to declare an official Assistant Appreciation Day. A security guard broadcasts "The captain is named Edgar T... Bumblechumps? What the gently caress? Really?"

For this rudeness, I take the donuts from the brig. A guard sees me in the security office and yells at me to get out, I show them my captain ID and they start custom emoting something about how hard they'll come down on me if I don't leave. Fine, gently caress them. I take the donuts to the library and offer them to the assistants as part of Assistant Appreciation Day. No assistants showed up, I joke that all assistants are now wanted for arrest for being rude. Many responses return of "you can't arrest them for that, is that a joke? don't joke about space law!! u are a poo poo captain!!"

I then proceeded to the bar and notice a delicious pie in the chef's window. I eat said pie. Chef starts screaming about his pie disappearing while it was cooling. I say over the radio that it must have been the bartender (one of those dumb whitelist catperson furries), who starts yelling "Ra'ja not take pie! Ra'ja not eat pie! Bad captain eat pie!" Four guards, the detective and the HoS show up to investigate this pie theft. The bartender and chef accuse me, I call it a horrible conspiracy. Multiple security guards start custom-emote cracking their knuckles or tapping their batons. As captain, I declare the case closed. As I leave, I hear them arguing over the security channel about whether they should put me on trial and have me stripped of command for eating that pie.

Later I'm walking around checking out some stuff around the bridge. I bump into the AI upload door and it opens, but the guard who threatened me earlier sees that and starts screaming bloody murder about it. Every guard and station head shows up, everyone screams at me for opening that door without consulting everyone first. CE starts threatening yelling that she'll beat the poo poo out of me if she ever sees me in any room without a good reason again. I recommend that they all go relax at the beach area for a bit. My suggestion is not heeded.

I return to my office and notice a maint door near my bed. This leads to the teleporter. While I'm in there, someone starts trying to hack the door open from the other side. I report this over the radio, grab the hand tele and hop to an interesting sounding beacon - the comms sat. One of the mean guards gets angry that I've "broken into the teleporter", finds my prints on the door I just used and starts bragging about how he finally has a real crime to bust me for, sabotaging station equipment! Until the detective points out that the captain obviosly has access to that door and there are electrician's glove fibers around the scene.

Feeling hungry after all that nonsense, I swing by the hallway in front of the kitchen. There's a window there where the chef can set food out for everyone who passes by. I take a loaf of bread, the chef starts screaming that I stole it. I become visibly fat and the security team demands that I be arrested and stripped of command for theft. The HoS tells them she'll deal with me personally and just talk it out.

One of the other station heads now demands my presence in the head meeting room. I show up, they all ask me if I know anything about the missing hand teleporter. Yep! I have it, why didn't they ask sooner? The CE yells a lot about this, that I've stolen expensive equipment for no reason or something. The HoS informs the security team that she fears a civil war is brewing. Security suggests overthrowing me again.

To try and make amends with security, I requisition a pumpkin from Botany, much to their anger, and deliver it to the HoS. I tell her it's a real prize-winning pumpkin, a present for her hard work and level-headedness. She accepts the pumpkin, I leave, the other three guards in the room and the warden are all outraged and start talking a lot of poo poo about how they can't wait to permabrig me.

At this point, I receive a PDA message from the Chief Medical Officer informing me that the catpeople are all in the library being suspicious. I head to the library and ask them to shoo. They take serious offense at me calling them "mangy catbeasts" and tell security. Security threatens to arrest and report me for racism, someone threatens to adminhelp me and have me gibbed. About half the crew is now absolutely livid that I called the furry players "catbeasts." Many threats are issued.

I wander into Robotics to find them working on some mech suits. A security guard was tailing me, sees a mech near me that I guess is fairly dangerous, and now every goddamned security guard show up yet again to scream at the roboticists for building mechswithout getting security's rubber stamp approval. They confiscate the mech suit and take it to the armory. I suggest that we sell the suit to get rid of it, the warden reports me and writes it into my criminal record. More threats, more angry custom emotes are given.

I run into the quartermasters, they ask me what the hell I'm doing, I offer them a secret mission. "A secret mission? What?" 'Yep. Here's your secret mission: have a great day.' 'Uhhhh....' Someone starts yelling over the security frequency about a botanist violently attacking a guard with some nettles. I pull out my egun to chase them off, everyone starts screaming that I have my gun out at code blue security levels and this is a total outrage or something. While this was going on, the Chief Medical Officer wrote "catbeests" somewhere on the station in crayon, security found it, and the whole security team agrees that I must have done it and this was the last straw.

Returning to QM, the quartermasters seem to have taken their mission to heart and have chilled out a bit. They ask me if I've heard all the poo poo being said on the radio about me, and express their concern at all the treats of mutiny. In appreciation for their concerns, I offer them a deal... if I can reclaim the Giygas mech suit from beneath the warden's gaze in the armory, I'll let them keep all the proceeds from selling it. They claim this will earn about $20k and they're quite happy to be part of this deal.

So I set up the teleporter, head to the armory, sneak in a side door and steal the gigantic scary-looking armed mech suit through a portal. Amusingly enough, it fits into a locker, which I deliver to the QMs. They dutifully sell it. The warden finds out that the mech is missing. This causes a huge outburst, the HoS orders everyone to start packing laser weapons. I am immediately blamed for it. Lethal force is authorized against me over the radio channels I can still easily hear, so I suit up for space and disappear myself to another zlevel. A full mutiny against me has now been declared by almost all the other station heads and security.

I use my PDA to set the station terminals to read "~no catbeasts allowed~" and people start yelling in OOC about it. After floating around in space for a bit with spacesuited security trying to find me, I stumble across a soviet outpost... which conveniently has a newscast terminal.

-Breaking News: The Handsome and Dashing Captain Edgar T. Bumblechumps finds his dream of being chosen Captain of the Year dashed by a full-scale insurrecton from his own guards . Catbeasts roam the halls, defying God and nature alike. In these dark times, crew, always remember that Captain Bumblechumps loves you. Stay strong, friends! [Story by Edgar T. Bumblechumps (Captain)]

-THEY AREN'T CATBEASTS [Story by Random Crewmember]

-omfg stop insulting the tarajan they aren't cats!!!!! [Story by Someone Else]

(My first newscast gets erased by security)

-Breaking News: Beloved Man of the People, Edgar T. Bumblechumps finds his recent story redacted by cruel censors. Free speech advocates all around the system react in outrage at this suppression of the free press. A catbeast conspiracy? Stay tuned. [Story by Edgar T. Bumblechumps (Captain)]

ATTENTION: This channel has been deemed as threatening to the welfare of the station, and marked with a Nanotrasen D-Notice. No further feed story additions are allowed while the D-Notice is in effect.

Someone now issues a station-wide command alert about how I'm wanted for treason, dereliction of duty, behavior unbecoming of an officer and a bunch of other poo poo. The shuttle gets called because of this. I sneak my way back to the station level and float around waving at the crew through the windows and offering them my friendship. Many rudely rebuff me. I escape by myself in a pod with most of the crew still wanting me dead.

OOC: (the warden) I CAn'T BELIEVE I HAD TO SHUT OFF THE WHOLE NEWSCAST SYSTEM BECAUSE OF ONE PERSON

OOC: (some other guard) that loving captain was awful!!! awful round!

OOC: (the chef): The captain stole my pies, and food.And burgers.

This morning, Reinhardt T. Bumblechumps, brother of Edgar gets a chance at captain.
Trying to sell the station corgi out the QM dock had tragic results, so to atone for this I took the corgi's body to the chapel. Security immediately turned on me, I broke into the vault and dragged the unarmed useless nuke around on a parade around the station to instill some patriotism.

YOU HAVE BEEN BANNED
Reason: Killed Ian and dragged him around, stole station with RCD and dragged nuke around, etc etc -- sorry! Expires: PERMENANT


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Magres
Jul 14, 2011
Catbeasts :allears:

I need to remember to always call furries that, even if they're not cat furries

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