Don't Fear the Staff - Page 11

On September 08 2011 02:03 Plexa wrote:

Kennigit and some others can be quite abrasive when they ban so it's understandable that some people get rubbed the wrong way.

On September 08 2011 02:36 atmuh wrote:

some guy walked up to Kennigit in Raleigh and started cursing him out pretty hardcore because he got banned
he was really mad!!!
It was an amusing scene.

On September 08 2011 01:11 Impervious wrote:

Have you met him in real life (I have btw)? Do you have any idea how much shit he does for TL, and ESPORTS in general, only to have people like you shit on him?

Yea..... Same goes for any of the other staff members.

On September 08 2011 02:03 Plexa wrote:

Kennigit and some others can be quite abrasive when they ban so it's understandable that some people get rubbed the wrong way.

On September 08 2011 04:19 andrewlt wrote:



True, but the automated ban list thread wouldn't be amusing without witty mod comebacks to dumb posts. It's what makes the thread one of the best in TL.

On September 08 2011 09:41 Kipsate wrote:
Who the hell eats waffles with bacon, you eat waffles with syrup

you eat pancakes with bacon.

On February 3 2013 02:13 Manifesto7 wrote:

*cough*, *cough*

Damn this sore throat. It's the sand, damned if it isn't. The sand. It keeps getting in my throat and into my eyes. If only the wind would let up, for just a second, but it never does. You have to dress in layers. Not because of the cold, though this place certainly has no excess in temperature either, but you gotta dress in layers to keep the sand out. I've seen people dress in less thick get-ups and I've seen the consequences. Once the sand takes you, you're gone. No wits left, no - reason, no common sense. Just trolldom. And... Butthurt. Too much butthurt for any man to stay sane.

*cough*, *cough* -

It all started with -

*cough*

- with this blog, you know... A blog by... Plecks or Plaxe or something, I can't remember, though I have this feeling I used to know him. Him, her... No, him. It was about something like how he was just like anyone else, and how you shouldn't be afraid of the mods. He was a mod, I think. It was a good read. It made you feel welcome and gave you a sense of togetherness, of community. It didn't last though. It was a sign of weakness you see. In his kindness, he had unwittingly shown a chink in the armor of Teé - ell.Things started going downhill pretty quickly after that.

People lost respect. Well not people, trolls. Or maybe they were people at first, I don't know, nobody does.

Anyway... There was anarchy in Blogs. Strategy was all but lost to incoherent droves of mid-golds, staking their lives to the supremacy of the 18 nex mothership rush in shallow, vehement gasps. I remember seeing... Chill as he fought desperately to stay afloat, to stay alive, and sane in that sea of idiocy. As for General... it...

Hah, you know, I haven't spoken about it for so long, I don't know what I should, or rather what I can - I don't know, I mean I can't... You see, after having seen something like that you just kind of, you know, uh... I... I don't like to talk about it. Nobody does. Nobody worth listening to anyway. You may as well ask the sky. Just don't ask them. A family of racoons would be better. They might at least refrain from calling you a faggot.

I'm gonna go now. There's nothing left for me here now. Just this irritating, nonsensical sand in this inconsiderate wind. I have to leave before it gets the best of me. You should too. But if you should decide to stay, make sure to dress in layers. Once it gets to you, and you start to lash out in your pain and your resentment, you're screwed.

*cough*

*COUGH*

... You... fucking noob...