I have to agree with D1CK (which almost never happens). Yesterday I was playing a match 6 v 14 and I was on the short end. We we're almost immediately redlined and I found myself literally the only one still pushing, the rest had gone to sniping.

I had 3 deaths and not a kill to my name. I slapped on a logibros and a massdriver, finishing the match out 12/3. My teammates however got the reaming of a lifetime. Letting players rush the enemy team in full proto (with an archduke's sentinel and 2 proto logi's on his trail while he slings around an alex's hmg like it were giant phallus) only results in the scrubs bailing, the ones too new to know how to leave shake in their boots in the redline hoping the timer will save them and lets me reap the rewards of people only out to slay the scrubs.

They saw me flying through the sky in my glorious blue attire, shooting balls of spasm like it were my own Alex's Phallus and they were a face to disgrace. They scattered like rats in a sewer, they only stopped running when I stepped on one of them. The biggest and "baddest" rat around...Let's call him King Rat (a rather wellfit name) even ran, his logi's still leashed as I chased him. FEE FII FOO FUH! I SMELL THE BLOOD OF AN ARCHDUKE'S BRUH! I chanted as I closed in towards him. Knee's weak, arm's heavy from toting his phallus, his logi's gave in, swapping to their primaries, they all crossed their beams at me like Bill Murray himself had commanded it.

And then all was silent. An archduke's lost to a disgraceful melee, the logi's mere cannonfodder. I turned, spitting on his corpse as I passed, headed back to the point that was mine, and mine alone. After all I had earned it, I had slain king rat and his revitalizing scum, I had picked off his army of gal assaults he had brought and most importantly I had stepped out of the redline.

With a few taps at my fancy wristwatch I had made my announcement for ownership of the panel and stood there...waiting, Waiting for the glorious battle that was to ensue. They're forces approached. One by one and two by two I slaid as many as I could. They reclaimed the panel, there was nothing I could do about that, not with the rest of my "team" (what a lousy name for a bunch of blues hiding in the hills with militia snipers) hiding in the redline. But I fought tooth and nail to let them know I would not stand for such a terrible plague. I fought hard and I fought well but alas I could not win the war.

But yet, I, Leonidas, came back with my shield and not on it BEEEOOOTTTCHHH!!!! CANT TAKE MY LOGIBRO'S SCRAAAAAABBBBBSSS!!!! GIT GUD!!!! TROLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOLOL!!!!!!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! o7!!!! But seriously though. I hate carrying teams just because im with a bunch of broke militia scrubs who dont know what to do and dont have the sp or isk to do it if they did. Fix it.