Integrity deficiency syndrome.
Update: “morgan” is now “DanT”
“And the followup there is Innomen got banned….”
Not “I banned” but “got banned.” Like it was someone else. And certainly no link to the log of the conversation in question (found here: http://underlore.com/banned-from-hand-of-fate/)
God forbid you should let the plebs form their own informed opinions right? That’s why you went all memory hole on my comments in the first place. Isn’t it?
Real easy to win an argument when you can turn off my mic and erase history. But the best part for me is that we both know you’re aware of how devoid of integrity you are. (If this fact “insults” you, grow some integrity.) Which is why you’re only now forcing the last word into your pocket. You’re looking for absolution.
Well of course you’ll get it. You just implicitly threatened everyone. “Agree with me or you’re next.” That’s what you might as well have said. Well not everyone has my level of spine.
You do see how wildly childish that whole comment is don’t you? No one asked. And you didn’t give a damn about conversation flow before when you went all Minitrue on me before the ban. Because how dare I step up to a bully that’s doing your dirty work for you right?
You want to play like you’re this open accepting guy who can handle criticism of his work but clearly that’s a festering bowl of dog snot. (Bonus points for the readers if you caught that reference.)
Well I’ll help you out, Sure the plebs will lick your boot for you, threats of force are effective like that… But if you want a true believer just ask that Vred guy if you were justified in doing whatever the hell you feel like and can get away with, because no matter what you say, he’ll agree with you.
You could skin a kitten on YouTube and blame the users because you made a new forum rule against using the letter E on pain of kitten skinning and he’d be all scolding those who opposed you for being SJWs and not reading the rules and how you owned the kitten and you own the forum and blah blah blah.
And that’s the only kind of gamer you really want, and the log shows that. Sycophantic little toadies you can bully into saying or doing whatever you want and defend all your lousy greedy choices with their wallets nice and open.
You completely expected me to fold. You honestly thought your meaningless little scrap of power in your insignificant little corner of someone else’s back yard was enough to scare me into obedience. (We’re both on Gabe’s turf after all, but at least I’m not out on the corner making money for him in drag.) Heh, if only you knew me even a little. I once talked myself into a broken wrist. I just don’t care in this context.
You little petty tyrants crack me up when you write wildly biased subjective unilateral policy that serves no one but yourselves and then hide behind that policy like it’s an order you cannot disobey, oh woe is you, poor martyr. Never mind that even if that were true it would still be a bogus argument because “just following orders” absolves you of exactly nothing.