Warrior General Games

Originally posted by Gustoon
Now its descended into some playground name calling game.

I apologize for my part to everybody else who is trying to have a normal conversation & having to sift thru the drivel here. Was a great debate & brainstorming thread until recently.

Unfortunately, when you have somebody who wants to be an internet troll/toughguy/bully (take your pick), somebody needs to make it clear they won't go unchallenged. If it means you have to make them cry sometimes, it at least discourages them next time.

Again...my apologies for my part which I acknowledge is partially my fault.

Originally posted by SteveMax58
I apologize for my part to everybody else who is trying to have a normal conversation & having to sift thru the drivel here. Was a great debate & brainstorming thread until recently.

Unfortunately, when you have somebody who wants to be an internet troll/toughguy/bully (take your pick), somebody needs to make it clear they won't go unchallenged. If it means you have to make them cry sometimes, it at least discourages them next time.

Again...my apologies for my part which I acknowledge is partially my fault.

Sometimes stepping down is the bigger person (not directed at anyone).

Maybe convo's/arguments or whatever they are called should be taken to chat or PMs

Originally posted by SteveMax58
I should stop feeding you but its getting interesting to see your anger level rise. Its also nice to see the power I have over you that you are resulting to walls of text to express your frustrations.

So....calling something "shitty" or "terrible" is not a personal attack? I think so bud, its a passive aggressive personal attack against the "owner" of what you are slandering with those words. But lets be honest here....you are really just looking to troll somebody like you tend to do and it backfired on you. Now u def mad bra.

Second....define "calm" on an internet forum? Is the text I'm writing jumping at you? Is that what you are seeing? Suggest you seek out an expert who can help you with that.

Third....you try to pull the umad bro by stating I must be so mad that my "terrible" dots aren't wanted anywhere (another passive-aggressive personal attack), which I then point out that those terrible dots beat your team & even forced 2 fumbles against your KR. Oh and sidenote...you even PM'd me about it because you were so butthurt over it but yeah....zero cares PM as well I guess. But the fact I pointed this out for you has you super mad now.

Fourth....you failed to understand the difference in concept of a player-focused game vs a team-focused game. Therefore, you do not have the prerequisite knowledge to even engage in the draft idea. I don't even give a shit about a draft really, and was discussing it in the context of a team-based game where individual dots are common & disposable. But you didn't grasp that like most others who were interacting in the thread actually did. So what did you do...you made a disrespectful, passive-aggressive personal attack which was called out for what it is...your frustrations in life...and you are mad about that too.


Hope that helps you out some.

You obviously don't understand the concept of a personal attack. Me telling you (and proving) that you have a terrible idea or that you have terrible dots isn't a personal attack against you. I have no idea how successful you are at life or what type of person you are outside of the scope of this game. I can, however, tell what type of forum member you are and the quality of the dots you build and make statements of fact in regards to both, including your terrible idea for a draft.

On the other hand, you continue you insult my intelligence, claim that I am a 15 year old, and even try to claim that I use GLB as an outlet to deal with failure IRL. Those are all personal attacks and show a distinct lack of confidence in your ability to argue within the scope of the game. Rather than basing your arguments on some sort of tangible evidence that can be used to discuss topics at issue in the game, you have to make completely baseless attacks against me personally. That's just weak. In short, you can't argue that your idea is good or that your dots are better, so you resort to personal attacks about how I am IRL and you continue to use some sort of umad non sequitur.

Calm on an internet forum can be seen in the difference between our two posting styles. You'll see my posts are well-written, well-thought out, lack personal attacks. Yours, in contrast, are frequently illogical, are not well-written, and contain endless personal attacks against me. If you weren't mad, you wouldn't feel the need to attack me personally and you (assuming you have the ability) would have a clear enough head to make more logical and well-written posts. It is very clear that I am calm and only engaging in a debate whereas you are becoming increasingly more angry and less rational.

You're correct, I did PM you about the two fumbles my returner had against your STOP. I did so because it was the only two fumbles my returner lost all season and because they were the only two fumbles your STOP forced all season. You yourself admitted that your STOP wasn't build for fumbles and that the fumbles were a fluke. That doesn't mean that your dots are somehow good and mine are not. It's actually funny that you bring up my returner considering I'm the most sought-out returner builder in the game.

Finally, I understand the difference between a player-focused game and a team-focused game. What you don't understand is what's going on here.

Originally posted by Gustoon
Now its descended into some playground name calling game.

Sometimes Larry can't help himself. But that's Hood.

Originally posted by Gustoon
Sometimes stepping down is the bigger person (not directed at anyone).


Agreed and thats why I apologized for my part in it.

I just feel like there is a nasty & crass tone across a lot of GLB main vets that is counter-productive to the game itself. It stifles brainstorming, reasonable debate, and makes general discussions impossible when most users think they will have their heads bit off for engaging (or OMG u r so dumb u didnt know that!!). In this case, I felt it was my place to challenge that in a public way. I'm not without fault in this but I'm at least honest if nothing else.

I'll bow out for now in this thread and let others get back on topic.

Originally posted by Gustoon
Sometimes stepping down is the bigger person (not directed at anyone).

Maybe convo's/arguments or whatever they are called should be taken to chat or PMs

The forums are already barren enough as it is. If we can't engage in a spirited debate, we might as well just get rid of the forums all-together. It would be nice if stevie could be a little more mature in regards to the form of his posts, but nothing he has said has (or could say) has insulted me, so I'm not too concerned.

can we use smaller paragraphs. i feel like im reading a short story every time one of you two hoodlums post.

Originally posted by Longhornfan1024
The forums are already barren enough as it is. If we can't engage in a spirited debate, we might as well just get rid of the forums all-together. It would be nice if stevie could be a little more mature in regards to the form of his posts, but nothing he has said has (or could say) has insulted me, so I'm not too concerned.

It was denigrating into a slagfest. Nothing wrong with spirited if that's all it is.

I couldn't care less, but it would be nice not to have to trawl through what was becoming a brinksmanship tourney

This thread really took a dive.

Originally posted by ProfessionalKop
can we use smaller paragraphs. i feel like im reading a short story every time one of you two hoodlums post.

The Drizzle that Rained like Eating Foxes
- a short story
by vladykins

Pro Kop had always hated silly Goal Line Blitz with its fast, fat forums. It was a place where he felt grumpy.

He was a fun, sexy, tea drinker with grubby fingers and moist warts. His friends saw him as a decaying, dirty dolphin. Once, he had even helped a queenlike toddler cross the road. That's the sort of man he was.

Pro walked over to the window and reflected on his thoughtless surroundings. The drizzle rained like eating foxes.

Then he saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of Vlady E. Kins. Vlady E. was a smart lover with hairy fingers and wide warts.

Pro gulped. He was not prepared for Vlady E..

As Pro stepped outside and Vlady E. came closer, he could see the brave glint in his eye.

Vlady E. gazed with the affection of 4760 rude orange ostriches. He said, in hushed tones, "I love you and I want bananas."

Pro looked back, even more putrid and still fingering the stinky rock. "Vlady E., I ate all the bacon," he replied.

They looked at each other with touchy feelings, like two purple, plain puppies bouncing at a very cowardly wake, which had punk music playing in the background and two spiteful uncles sleeping to the beat.

Suddenly, Vlady E. lunged forward and tried to punch Pro in the face. Quickly, Pro grabbed the stinky rock and brought it down on Vlady E.'s skull.

Vlady E.'s hairy fingers trembled and his wide warts wobbled. He looked yellowish, his emotions raw like a rabblesnatching, raspy ruler.

Then he let out an agonising groan and collapsed onto the ground. Moments later Vlady E. Kins was dead.

Pro Kop went back inside and made himself a nice cup of tea.
THE END

Originally posted by ProfessionalKop
can we use smaller paragraphs. i feel like im reading a short story every time one of you two hoodlums post.

I'll agree to use shorter paragraphs if you agree to you capital letters.

Originally posted by Gustoon
It was denigrating into a slagfest. Nothing wrong with spirited if that's all it is.

I couldn't care less, but it would be nice to have to trawl through what was becoming a brinksmanship tourney

I'm not sure what brinkmanship is, but if it's anything like what is happening in this thread, I'm in.

Originally posted by bhall43
This thread really took a dive.

It would help if steve could figure out what I'm doing to him. Also, less terrible ideas would help. At the point I got involved, it was nothing more than people with terrible ideas arguing with others who were telling them that they were terrible ideas. You can't do much with that anyways.

who did you steal that nice story from?

Originally posted by vladykins
The Drizzle that Rained like Eating Foxes
- a short story
by vladykins

Pro Kop had always hated silly Goal Line Blitz with its fast, fat forums. It was a place where he felt grumpy.

He was a fun, sexy, tea drinker with grubby fingers and moist warts. His friends saw him as a decaying, dirty dolphin. Once, he had even helped a queenlike toddler cross the road. That's the sort of man he was.

Pro walked over to the window and reflected on his thoughtless surroundings. The drizzle rained like eating foxes.

Then he saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of Vlady E. Kins. Vlady E. was a smart lover with hairy fingers and wide warts.

Pro gulped. He was not prepared for Vlady E..

As Pro stepped outside and Vlady E. came closer, he could see the brave glint in his eye.

Vlady E. gazed with the affection of 4760 rude orange ostriches. He said, in hushed tones, "I love you and I want bananas."

Pro looked back, even more putrid and still fingering the stinky rock. "Vlady E., I ate all the bacon," he replied.

They looked at each other with touchy feelings, like two purple, plain puppies bouncing at a very cowardly wake, which had punk music playing in the background and two spiteful uncles sleeping to the beat.

Suddenly, Vlady E. lunged forward and tried to punch Pro in the face. Quickly, Pro grabbed the stinky rock and brought it down on Vlady E.'s skull.

Vlady E.'s hairy fingers trembled and his wide warts wobbled. He looked yellowish, his emotions raw like a rabblesnatching, raspy ruler.

Then he let out an agonising groan and collapsed onto the ground. Moments later Vlady E. Kins was dead.

Pro Kop went back inside and made himself a nice cup of tea.
THE END



Ha Ha , excellent

Originally posted by Longhornfan1024
I'll agree to use shorter paragraphs if you agree to you capital letters.

you dont even use the right words. dont be hating on my lower case letters.

Originally posted by vladykins
The Drizzle that Rained like Eating Foxes
- a short story
by vladykins

Pro Kop had always hated silly Goal Line Blitz with its fast, fat forums. It was a place where he felt grumpy.

He was a fun, sexy, tea drinker with grubby fingers and moist warts. His friends saw him as a decaying, dirty dolphin. Once, he had even helped a queenlike toddler cross the road. That's the sort of man he was.

Pro walked over to the window and reflected on his thoughtless surroundings. The drizzle rained like eating foxes.

Then he saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of Vlady E. Kins. Vlady E. was a smart lover with hairy fingers and wide warts.

Pro gulped. He was not prepared for Vlady E..

As Pro stepped outside and Vlady E. came closer, he could see the brave glint in his eye.

Vlady E. gazed with the affection of 4760 rude orange ostriches. He said, in hushed tones, "I love you and I want bananas."

Pro looked back, even more putrid and still fingering the stinky rock. "Vlady E., I ate all the bacon," he replied.

They looked at each other with touchy feelings, like two purple, plain puppies bouncing at a very cowardly wake, which had punk music playing in the background and two spiteful uncles sleeping to the beat.

Suddenly, Vlady E. lunged forward and tried to punch Pro in the face. Quickly, Pro grabbed the stinky rock and brought it down on Vlady E.'s skull.

Vlady E.'s hairy fingers trembled and his wide warts wobbled. He looked yellowish, his emotions raw like a rabblesnatching, raspy ruler.

Then he let out an agonising groan and collapsed onto the ground. Moments later Vlady E. Kins was dead.

Pro Kop went back inside and made himself a nice cup of tea.
THE END



Fantastic. Maybe PK would prefer we type in limericks instead.

Kop claimed to be Hood
But nobody thought he was good
He did not do coke
Had no hoes on a boat
That last line just gave me some wood