Honestly, EMR, who the fuck are you kidding? You did the exact same shit…
You guys wanna hear a story?
Back in Feb or so, I’m fighting my buddy in a Training with New Characters lobby, and we’re like, training with new characters.
EMR comes in, sees my literally 9-minute old Lili play get beat by my friend’s new characters. He readies up, beats my friend’s new characters with his typical ass Raven play. I ready up to fight him, and being the gigantic, fear filled chicken shit that he is, he leaves the lobby. My friends and I continue playing, and suddenly, I get some hatemail from said dipshit, insulting my Lili play.
Now, anyone with a shred of common sense would have seen my Lili, in a “Training With New Characters” room, and said, “This guy doesn’t play Lili”. But not this guy.
He sends me some shit about how he can’t believe how bad I was with Lili.
I tell him to rejoin the room.
He refuses.
Talks more shit. I challenge him again. He refuses, makes some dumb ass excuses that he can only justify to himself, because my friends and I were laughing at what a giant pussy he is.
Luchabomb was in the room, and coincidentally, EMR had rage quit on him days before in ranked at the hands of a casual bear mauling. And got beat by Lucha’s friend playing a scrubby Ryu/Gief assist gem team.
I don’t press the issue, yet EMR continues, saying he’s got stuff to do, doesn’t have time.
I tell him to stop being a pussy, and come and fight.
He refuses again, going into “Holier Than Thou” mode
I challenge him again. He refuses again. I call him joke.
3 months later, apparently still salty at the undeniably uncomfortable feeling that he is, in actuality, a joke, I see a message in SRK Inbox from him, calling me a hater, and that he hopes he faces me in real life sometime, because it’s going to be GAME OVER if I play him offline. I don’t respond, thinking, man this guy is some sort of obsessive mental case if he’s just randomly bringing this shit up after such long time, I’ll just let it go. Maybe keep this little incident in my back pocket, just on the off chance he posts something STUPID on SRK. And here. we. are.
A few months later, the twit joins my room again. It’s common knowledge that his connection is pure ass, but we decide to humor him and figure we’ll just trash him for a while. He wins 1 fight. Leaves. We laugh. We realize he ain’t ever gonna stay past 1 match, because he knows 1 match is ALL he is ever going to get with his pedestrian, jab laden Raven tactics.
The one win CHAMPION then sends me a message about how he wanted to prove to himself that he could beat me, so I surmise that he has a continual feeling of insecurity based on shit talking from 5 months before. We have some good Lulz.
I send him “One and done, eh, U da Champ now”, which probably led to him smiling to himself in the mirror, because for a split second that nagging, endless feeling that he is in fact, pure ass, was alleviated.
And now he’s posting shit on here about people stalkinghim and telling them they have obsession issues?
That is fucking hilarious. Truly. I’ve seen fucking computers more self aware than this guy. LOL