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Over the last few months my off-line hobbies have circled back to gaming: specifically online, multiplayer, co-op based games with team strategy involved. Oh, to be young again and face first getting the CRT tan from a game of StarCraft, Age of Empires, and so on. However, as much as I have fun, my age lends me zero patience to those individuals we once called “poor sports” or “assholes”: the random player that sucked the fun out of the game for their own amusement. And for seemingly no good reason, no known grudge, and completely self-defeating to their own progress in a multiplayer game where success hinges on everyone.
You know who I speak of. They do not exist solely in online gaming, but pretty much everywhere across the Internet by a new name: Trolls.
Sure, in Quake III Arena, it was funny to see these newly named “Trolls” rock their skills because they could. Why not? Especially in other games where they were already level-capped, you understood they were just bored and had no game objective: they invented their own. Bully and screw up the lower level game players.
Ha. Ha. Oh, wait. The Internet grew and so did these anonymous, endless time having, low life losers.
I get it, or I used to get it because I mean “good job” — Wikipedia now holds a definition of your kind:
In Internet slang, a troll is a person who sows discord on the Internet by starting arguments or upsetting people, by posting inflammatory, extraneous, or off-topic messages in an online community (such as a newsgroup, forum, chat room, or blog) with the deliberate intent of provoking readers into an emotional response or of otherwise disrupting normal on-topic discussion.
Truly, you do none of the above as the words “annoying waste of space” would have been sufficient. I personally like the psychological break down, albeit it is Wikipedia. Hehehe – they are trolling you, I suppose!
Your computer was (or maybe still is) your parental figure, means of escape, stepping stone to a wrap sheet, or even a place to vent. Whatever the means or your ends might be, the intention – especially now – is really nothing more than an endless, self induced cycle of becoming your own Greek Tragedy. You hurt the team, you hurt yourself. You take the fun out of a game and it is no longer a game. It becomes you having to Troll your own inner Troll to out troll other Trolls with the end game being that your trolling keeps you – in reality and in gaming – as a level zero… or a lower form of this:
The irony of this entry has not escaped me. Once I publish this I will have appeared to have sent invitations to such creeps to troll me, but at the same time, I will have briefly sunk to the lowest form of Internet-connected life forms: Trolls.
Keep in mind that with almost all on-line games, we true gamers can block you, out number you, but more importantly… report you, have your account suspended, or in the best case scenario, get your account banned.
Yeah, so I guess I need to develop a Massive Multiplayer Online Troll Game where your kind can roam the ends of electron hell. Sadly, the more you play I am betting the less you will realize you have been completely trolled.
— JK Benedict | @xenfomation