I have the one. The one to top them all. And so I bring to you the story of the Troll That Would Not Die. There is language. This wound is fresh.
Queued up for SV, it was still a super new dungeon to me, and I was looking to improve my game. Sure, the experience was nice, but friends had quite nearly carried me on the first run through two deaths so I was looking to prove myself in a DF group. Dungeon Pop and I get into the zone. Everyone is saying hi and acting friendly while the cutscene skips commence. Cue NIN, "I want full clear."
The tank doesn't really say anything, just starts working his way through the dungeon. Passing down the first hall, the tank skips the side rooms and heads right for that large one with several dragons. The party naturally followed... most of us anyway. That very same NIN decides instead to run into the side rooms, pull the mobs, and bring them to us for his so important full clear that no one agreed to. The tank was already tied up in three dragons, so of course we all wipe.
Now, not wanting toget everyone discouraged, I write it off as an honest mistake and warn the NIN, "Please don't pull mobs and then bring them back to the party without saying a word." And now, now the sleeping troll has begun to flutter from their deep sleep. "Fine, but next time the tank needs to just go ahead and tell me to fck myself when I ask for the full clear." Now begins a loving debate about how the tank says he is just working on a relic and just here for the clear while the NIN cries about how he is a DPS, and the Tank didn't have his long queue, and why doesn't the moronic tank know this is a leveling dungeon where apparently full clears are expected.
This goes on until we meet the frst boss. NIN is nowhere to be seen. Hasn't been since he lost the argument he was trying to have with a tank that didn't care. No, NIN is back there holding a mob and running away from it so we can't kick him. I go back, kill his mob, and boom we kick him. We're now down a healer and a DPS because the healer had enough. So what did this stupid, pathetic, waste of human flesh do? Queued up as a fking healer, and guess what he queued for? And guess who this brilliant game engine stuck him with? Surely not those people that just kicked his stupid a$$ right? Oh yeah, they sure did.
So there goes our kick, and he continues to whine and complain until I notice... everyone in the dungeon is level 50. But me. So I'm the only one who will lose experience. I don't care, I didn't come for that. But no, that wasn't good enough for ZT (abbreviating), the piece of sht. So finally the tank and the other DPS get to talking and find out they are on the same server, so they just leave to requeue leaving me with dckwad and a long wait time. Then he tries to go, "Hey man, I'm sorry bud, we can be friends. I have only done that one other time but..." No, I do not want to hear your bullsht troll, I don't. I hope you wrecked your car into a tree, and that the tree fell over on you as the car exploded and you died in a ball of fire later that day. At least, the world is a much better place now if you did.
... I'm not salty or nothing.
Queued up for SV, it was still a super new dungeon to me, and I was looking to improve my game. Sure, the experience was nice, but friends had quite nearly carried me on the first run through two deaths so I was looking to prove myself in a DF group. Dungeon Pop and I get into the zone. Everyone is saying hi and acting friendly while the cutscene skips commence. Cue NIN, "I want full clear."
The tank doesn't really say anything, just starts working his way through the dungeon. Passing down the first hall, the tank skips the side rooms and heads right for that large one with several dragons. The party naturally followed... most of us anyway. That very same NIN decides instead to run into the side rooms, pull the mobs, and bring them to us for his so important full clear that no one agreed to. The tank was already tied up in three dragons, so of course we all wipe.
Now, not wanting toget everyone discouraged, I write it off as an honest mistake and warn the NIN, "Please don't pull mobs and then bring them back to the party without saying a word." And now, now the sleeping troll has begun to flutter from their deep sleep. "Fine, but next time the tank needs to just go ahead and tell me to fck myself when I ask for the full clear." Now begins a loving debate about how the tank says he is just working on a relic and just here for the clear while the NIN cries about how he is a DPS, and the Tank didn't have his long queue, and why doesn't the moronic tank know this is a leveling dungeon where apparently full clears are expected.
This goes on until we meet the frst boss. NIN is nowhere to be seen. Hasn't been since he lost the argument he was trying to have with a tank that didn't care. No, NIN is back there holding a mob and running away from it so we can't kick him. I go back, kill his mob, and boom we kick him. We're now down a healer and a DPS because the healer had enough. So what did this stupid, pathetic, waste of human flesh do? Queued up as a fking healer, and guess what he queued for? And guess who this brilliant game engine stuck him with? Surely not those people that just kicked his stupid a$$ right? Oh yeah, they sure did.
So there goes our kick, and he continues to whine and complain until I notice... everyone in the dungeon is level 50. But me. So I'm the only one who will lose experience. I don't care, I didn't come for that. But no, that wasn't good enough for ZT (abbreviating), the piece of sht. So finally the tank and the other DPS get to talking and find out they are on the same server, so they just leave to requeue leaving me with dckwad and a long wait time. Then he tries to go, "Hey man, I'm sorry bud, we can be friends. I have only done that one other time but..." No, I do not want to hear your bullsht troll, I don't. I hope you wrecked your car into a tree, and that the tree fell over on you as the car exploded and you died in a ball of fire later that day. At least, the world is a much better place now if you did.
... I'm not salty or nothing.
