Why I love TF2
Jun. 15th, 2011 01:50 pmThe scene: last night, someone wandered onto a new server I hang out on a lot, which is co-admin’d by the “Intarweb Boyfriend” and some other dudes I’ve played with a lot. Anyway, the dude that wandered in was sporting a seriously racist name which I will not repeat here.
Now. There is something you should know about the “Intarweb Boyfriend.” He is one of the most laid-back people you will ever meet. There are only three things I’ve ever seen make him rage:
1. Cruelty to animals
2. Fred Phelps/the AFA/other such homophobic douchewads
And…
3. Racist assholes.
So the second this asshole joined I knew shit was about to get good and kept one eye on the text chat.
“Intarweb Boyfriend” and his co-admin(s) asked the guy nicely to change the name. He didn’t.
So they started fucking with him. I was too busy trying to spam grenades at people and cap a point and not die to see what all they did, but I did happen to walk past the dude once and found him–racist-ass name still in place–frozen on the spot by the admins. I later heard they’d blinded him for a minute or so (out in the open where people could kill the shit out of him) and hit him with an effect called “drugs” which basically randomly tilts your view of the world all over the place and turns it pretty colors.
And still he would not change the name.
So finally, “Intarweb Boyfriend” changed it for him.
To which he replied (in text chat; look for the guy with the long gibberish name and a bad case of buttmad)
…and got in return a chorus of “u mad bro?” and “why you mad tho?” and “TROLOLOLOLO”. Apparently this was not the response he wanted, because then he ragequit. And there was much rejoicing.
Mirrored from Fire of Unknown Origin.