Before I started playing hon, I was a very passive and most would say "nice" person, I have never been in a physical altercation with anyone nor have I had a short temper. At first the community here was nothing more than a nuisance to me, a bunch of immature little children who can't express their anger or other pent up emotions outside of the security of an online setting.
I have never considered myself a racist by any means, but upon being paired up with several brazilian, pinoy and russian players in this game, I have slowly felt myself becoming more and more disliking of their cultures in general. The first time I realized that the hard feelings brought on by this game were carrying over into real life was about 2 months ago, a brazilian man came into my place of employment and I heard him speaking, just the sound of his native language and the look of him made me hate him.
Two weeks ago I was in a match and there was a brazilian on my team, a DW who literally did nothing for the team other than ult enemies that were a sure kill only to ks. Around the 25 min mark I was already seething when I as witch slayer was running toward top rune (which was invis) with low hp as I was being chased by a fayde with full hp/mana, just as i reach the invis rune our full HP DW ports in, takes the invis and runs away leaving me to die. I held down my mic key and screamed at him as loud as i possibly could.
That night as i was walking into the door of my work, on the way out was the brazilian man that was there previously, as he came out the door he nearly ran me over then pushed me as if him running into me was my fault, it took everything in me not to leap out an kill the man with my bare hands then and there, so I just looked at him and shook my head, to which he flipped me the bird and said something in brazilian.
That was the absolute last straw, then and there I decided that the world needed one less of these people, so instead of heading into work, i stepped inside the door and watched him drive away, i then went and got into my truck and followed him, he stopped near the outskirts of our town and looked as if he was talking on his cell phone, I quickly pulled over, grabbed the crowbar from underneath my seat and ran at his car as fast as i could upon reaching the car i immediately smashed in his passenger side window and hit him in the head with the crowbar, I then walked around to his side where i hit him another three times, then pulled him out of the car and continued to beat him in the head until there was no more movement. I had killed that man.
Before my hon career i would've shrugged off any sort of altercation like that and immediately apologized. This story is true, you can choose to believe it or not. I really do not care.
Originally Posted by Snipe
