ArcaneWerewolf wrote:Gameplay Nazis: Players who believe that there's only one way to play a game and that anybody who doesn't follow it is scum.
Glitchers: Not people who screw around with glitches just for the fun of it, but the people who use them to ruin the game for everybody else. Then when somebody yells at them for it, they just claim that it's legitimate because it's within the game's code without any outside modifications.
Sore Winners: Sure, it's annoying when people complain or throw a fit at you when they lose, but it's several times worse when they do the same thing over winning. It pretty much only happens when the most arrogant of players win but not in the manner they wanted to. For example, the sore winner might want to beat the hell out of somebody in an FPS but instead just end up being one or two points ahead, then starts ranting and spouting off insults. They seem pretty rare, but just one encounter with them can be enough to annoy the hell out of you, especially if you're on a team with one of them.
I'd like to mention two more that go very much along the same lines as these, and I have one story to serve as an example for all three.
Frivolous Accusers: Just because I won doesn't mean I cheated. Fair enough, right? Well, no matter how much of a total n00b someone may be, they'll still insist that someone could only have beaten them by cheating. These are the evil twins of hackers -- one cheats blatantly and the other accuses everyone else of cheating.
My definition of a
Sore Winner, however, is someone that seems pissed off no matter how close or one-sided their wins are, and regardless of whether they just scored a huge win against a total n00b or just barely etched out a win against someone of equal caliber, they can always be counted on to insist that they won "BECAUSE YOU SUCK!!!" and will remind you that "YOU SUCK!!!" and they "ARE THE BOMB!!!" every chance they get.
I know I mentioned this before, but I'll say it again: When I was in high school, somebody had figured out how to download a trial version of
Worms: Armageddon onto the school computers, and those of us that had finished all of our homework
at home typically used our 45-minute study periods to play said game against each other.
I typically got my proverbial a** handed to me, but I didn't mind because I was new, I was still learning, and I played the game more for the cutesy cartoony comedic value as opposed to a desire to win. Still, when one kid proclaimed that he was "The God of Worms," I couldn't resist seeing just how good he really was. It turned out, however, that he'd never even played the game before in his life before he challenged me. As a rule of thumb, if you're going to proclaim yourself to be a god, you should expect your opponent to fight as if you were a god.
So what did he do? Insist that I cheated, of course. After following me around for three days saying "you cheat, you cheat, why'd you cheat, you're such a cheater, you cheated-" and also getting some of his idiot friends to follow me around saying "you cheat, you cheat (etc.)," I challenged him again, this time asking me to specify
how I had cheated.
What he finally explained was that I had "cheated" by using a feature he didn't know how to use, specifically the "switch character" tool, which appears right there in the list of weapons for anyone to click whenever they want. Not only did I explain to him that this is not cheating, I was willing to sit down and
show him how to use it. But no! He's the God of Worms -- he didn't need a lesson, therefore anything he doesn't know how to do is cheating!
So I finally agreed not to switch characters for the next match and mopped the floor with him again. And I did so on his terms, so end of story right?
HELL NO!! "You cheated, you cheated, you cheated!" This time he insisted that I had cheated by using air strikes (as had he, albeit much less effectively). So we repeat the process -- he and his idiot friends following me around to all of my classes yelling "you cheat, you cheat, you cheat!"
So we sit down
another time, this time with no switching
or air strikes, but this time with two of the aforementioned idiot friends playing in a four way free-for-all. And what does he do for the entire duration of that match? Direct his two idiot friends to attack me, of course. He finally beat me by mooching off of his idiot friends. And of course then he directs his two idiot friends to attack each other and finishes them both off with the very air strikes he'd said were cheating -- he finally got a win by mooching.
You'd think he'd be humble and settle for that? HELL NO!!!
"GOD OF WO-O-O-O-O-O-O-ORMS!!!!!! YOU SUCK!!! CHEATERS NEVER PROSPER!!!!! GOD OF WORMS!!! GOD OF WORMS!!!"
Sadly, Armageddon came off of the computers shortly afterwards, which meant I never got the chance to tackle that S.O.B. in fair combat one last time and had to put up with him and his idiot friends following me around chanting "you suck," "you cheat" and "God of Worms!" all the way up until graduation. . . Two years later!
The silver lining, of course, is knowing that he's probably one of those whining idiots Anubis frequently blows the living crap out of on
Halo 3. Last I checked, he was one of those idiot loser-types who insist that
Postal is one of the greatest games ever, so whatever game he's playing now, I rest assured knowing that he is absolutely miserable with it.
