Posted on 11 November 2014 - 07:10 PM
I was constantly reporting another player for 10 minutes due to his FUCKING BLATANT aimbot and anti-kb. I got frustrated that he elo-drained me TWICE. I told the mods to ban him using /report. Pikaoka kicked me during a ranked match, ELO DRAINING ME EVEN MORE. I used /report to tell him what happened in a RESPECTFUL manner. ANOTHER MOD PROCEEDED TO TEMP BAN ME DURING A RANKED MATCH. GG badlion, lost 2 matches to a hacker that probably won't get banned for another year, and lost another 2 matches due to staff.Posted on 11 November 2014 - 07:16 PM
Losing two matches to hackers is no big deal >.> it's happened to everyone before. And I'm sure you were kicked and temp banned for a good reason the mods aren't stupid.Posted on 11 November 2014 - 07:18 PM
I'm not mad about the hackers, I'm mad about the mod that kicked AND temp banned me. Check my staff abuse report and you'll understand why >.>Posted on 11 November 2014 - 08:03 PM
It's your fault for abusing /reportYou're muted for a reason. Don't abuse /report.
Posted on 11 November 2014 - 08:05 PM
http://i1.kym-cdn.com/photos/images/original/000/221/739/1324603121001.pngPosted on 11 November 2014 - 08:44 PM
abusing /report isn't going to get a hacker banned any faster, just youPosted on 11 November 2014 - 10:38 PM
You're below the 1500s in all the leaders -_▪Posted on 11 November 2014 - 10:51 PM
alelameira wrote
Posted on 12 November 2014 - 12:28 AM
BurntCactus wrote
I feel you.
Posted on 12 November 2014 - 01:20 AM
TheCravius wrote
alelameira wrote...
(well at least not since my previous rage thread which got me perm muted :3)
Posted on 12 November 2014 - 01:36 AM
iBrave_ wrote
TheCravius wrote...
(well at least not since my previous rage thread which got me perm muted :3)
try 1900 to 1600. Raged so hard. I was already perm muted :3
Posted on 12 November 2014 - 03:35 AM
TehPvPwnah wrote
iBrave_ wrote...
try 1900 to 1600. Raged so hard. I was already perm muted :3
Not to make it a competition of getting drained, but… Yeah, try getting dropped from 2200. Not fun.
Posted on 12 November 2014 - 07:24 AM
Hivlik's ladder profile in a nutshell:+1
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WHICH ALL EQUALS 000000000000000 HOORAY FOR HIVLIK
Posted on 12 November 2014 - 01:18 PM
NotR3ddy wrote
+1
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WHICH ALL EQUALS 000000000000000 HOORAY FOR HIVLIK
Lmao ikr
Posted on 12 November 2014 - 04:51 PM
NotR3ddy wrote
+1
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WHICH ALL EQUALS 000000000000000 HOORAY FOR HIVLIK
It equals +1…
Posted on 12 November 2014 - 05:11 PM
viprite wrote
Wrong. It equals +2…
Posted on 12 November 2014 - 05:16 PM
viprite wrote
viprite being himself
Posted on 13 November 2014 - 08:07 AM
BurntCactus wrote
viprite wrote...
Wrong. It equals +2…
I want to say something before this whole thing gets out of control. In 1967, in the hot desert sun, a woman gave birth to a boy in the back of old pick up. She was a whore. She left the boy at a local church. The father at the church didn't like children, but he knew that being a disciple of the bible he couldn't possibly not take the small kid. Instead he ended up taking out his frustration on the boy. At the age of three, the boy was forced to use the toilet. Let me tell you the little fell into his own pile of poop more than once. By the age of 5, the boy the boy was reading the bible and chopping wood for the fire. Despite the father's harsh character, the boy loved him and thought of him as his true father. By the age of seven the father raped him three times. The boy ran away. He survived four days in the desert by eating cactus and scorpions. He was finally found by a drug cartel boss, who took the boy in. Mr. Sanchez was his name, and he was immediately impressed by the boys intelligence and grown up attitude. Mr. Sanchez provided the boy with an education at a private prep school and a nice house. The boy had sex for the first time when he was 12, the next year he graduated high school. He was the school's star running back. The boy was lost, although he liked Mr. Sanchez, he never thought of him as his father. The boy went to India, were he became a spiritual leader of a large tribe of farmers. With his power he turned the several plots that each tribe member had into a large corporate farm and became a millionaire. His assets grew as he bought into other successful start ups. He often got ahead in business with his great leadership abilities, but once in a while he used violence. This was India after all. By the time he was 22, the boy had all the money he would ever need. So he bought a yacht and traveled the world for 10 years. For 10 years he visited every major port, slept with girls from every country imaginable, and tried every drug ever made (by nature and by man). When he was 33, he was walking on a beach in French Guiana when he met a girl of Irish - Native American decent. She bared his seed. It was boy, perfect health. He moved them to Argentina, then London, and eventually Vermont. The man was 45 now, he has seen everything, accomplished everything, tried everything. He skied down the Swiss Alps, been at the North Pole, swam with hammerheads, everything! Yet he has never done one simple thing that we all take for granted every day, he met his father. He never played catch with his father, he never talked about women with his father. He never would. He died at the age of 63 when his parachute didn?t open when he was base jumping from Dagger Mountain in Washington, USA. Over three thousand people attended his funeral.
I know what you are thinking. How does this story relate to me? Well I want you to go all the way back to the beginning of the story and remember the woman who gave birth to this incredible boy. You are like this woman. You are like this women because you are a whore.
Posted on 13 November 2014 - 04:51 PM
JacobArnold wrote
BurntCactus wrote...
I want to say something before this whole thing gets out of control. In 1967, in the hot desert sun, a woman gave birth to a boy in the back of old pick up. She was a whore. She left the boy at a local church. The father at the church didn't like children, but he knew that being a disciple of the bible he couldn't possibly not take the small kid. Instead he ended up taking out his frustration on the boy. At the age of three, the boy was forced to use the toilet. Let me tell you the little fell into his own pile of poop more than once. By the age of 5, the boy the boy was reading the bible and chopping wood for the fire. Despite the father's harsh character, the boy loved him and thought of him as his true father. By the age of seven the father raped him three times. The boy ran away. He survived four days in the desert by eating cactus and scorpions. He was finally found by a drug cartel boss, who took the boy in. Mr. Sanchez was his name, and he was immediately impressed by the boys intelligence and grown up attitude. Mr. Sanchez provided the boy with an education at a private prep school and a nice house. The boy had sex for the first time when he was 12, the next year he graduated high school. He was the school's star running back. The boy was lost, although he liked Mr. Sanchez, he never thought of him as his father. The boy went to India, were he became a spiritual leader of a large tribe of farmers. With his power he turned the several plots that each tribe member had into a large corporate farm and became a millionaire. His assets grew as he bought into other successful start ups. He often got ahead in business with his great leadership abilities, but once in a while he used violence. This was India after all. By the time he was 22, the boy had all the money he would ever need. So he bought a yacht and traveled the world for 10 years. For 10 years he visited every major port, slept with girls from every country imaginable, and tried every drug ever made (by nature and by man). When he was 33, he was walking on a beach in French Guiana when he met a girl of Irish - Native American decent. She bared his seed. It was boy, perfect health. He moved them to Argentina, then London, and eventually Vermont. The man was 45 now, he has seen everything, accomplished everything, tried everything. He skied down the Swiss Alps, been at the North Pole, swam with hammerheads, everything! Yet he has never done one simple thing that we all take for granted every day, he met his father. He never played catch with his father, he never talked about women with his father. He never would. He died at the age of 63 when his parachute didn?t open when he was base jumping from Dagger Mountain in Washington, USA. Over three thousand people attended his funeral.
I know what you are thinking. How does this story relate to me? Well I want you to go all the way back to the beginning of the story and remember the woman who gave birth to this incredible boy. You are like this woman. You are like this women because you are a whore.
Really cool m8
Posted on 13 November 2014 - 04:52 PM
TheCravius wrote
alelameira wrote...
you werent