And you are?

He's Disqualified.

Seems to me that the imps are the only ones complaining about the new sp cost of the protosuits (whivh may not even be in when it hits) that were in the fanfest build, once they saw jenza video they got terified , there eyes started watering m they started breathing more heavily than normal , and they made 2 rage threads of the same topics , sound like fear to me

What do you guys think?

Seems to me that the imps are the only ones complaining about the new sp cost of the protosuits (whivh may not even be in when it hits) that were in the fanfest build, once they saw jenza video they got terified , there eyes started watering m they started breathing more heavily than normal , and they made 2 rage threads of the same topics , sound like fear to me

What do you guys think?

Could have made OP much more dramatic.

You started good with the breathing heavily and eyes watering but then just fell flat.

Poor storytelling, would not read again.

Seems to me that the imps are the only ones complaining about the new sp cost of the protosuits (whivh may not even be in when it hits) that were in the fanfest build, once they saw jenza video they got terified , there eyes started watering m they started breathing more heavily than normal , and they made 2 rage threads of the same topics , sound like fear to me

What do you guys think?

Guess we are gonna have to release that footage of you rage quiting .

I hole-hardedly agree, but allow me to play doubles advocate here for a moment. For all intensive purposes I think you are wrong. In an age where false morals are a diamond dozen, true virtues are a blessing in the skies. We often put our false morality on a petal stool like a bunch of pre-Madonnas, but you all seem to be taking something very valuable for granite. So I ask of you to mustard up all the strength you can because it is a doggy dog world out there. Although there is some merit to what you are saying it seems like you have a huge ship on your shoulder. In your argument you seem to throw everything in but the kids Nsync, and even though you are having a feel day with this I am here to bring you back into reality. I have a sick sense when it comes to these types of things. It is almost spooky, because I cannot turn a blonde eye to these glaring flaws in your rhetoric. I have zero taller ants when it comes to people spouting out hate in the name of moral righteousness. You just need to remember what comes around is all around, and when supply and command fails you will be the first to go. Make my words, when you get down to brass stacks it doesn't take rocket appliances to get two birds stoned at once. It's clear who makes the pants in this relationship, and sometimes you just have to swallow your prize and accept the facts. You might have to come to this conclusion through denial and error but I swear on my mother's mating name that when you put the petal to the medal you will pass with flying carpets like itGÇÖs a peach of cake.

I hole-hardedly agree, but allow me to play doubles advocate here for a moment. For all intensive purposes I think you are wrong. In an age where false morals are a diamond dozen, true virtues are a blessing in the skies. We often put our false morality on a petal stool like a bunch of pre-Madonnas, but you all seem to be taking something very valuable for granite. So I ask of you to mustard up all the strength you can because it is a doggy dog world out there. Although there is some merit to what you are saying it seems like you have a huge ship on your shoulder. In your argument you seem to throw everything in but the kids Nsync, and even though you are having a feel day with this I am here to bring you back into reality. I have a sick sense when it comes to these types of things. It is almost spooky, because I cannot turn a blonde eye to these glaring flaws in your rhetoric. I have zero taller ants when it comes to people spouting out hate in the name of moral righteousness. You just need to remember what comes around is all around, and when supply and command fails you will be the first to go. Make my words, when you get down to brass stacks it doesn't take rocket appliances to get two birds stoned at once. It's clear who makes the pants in this relationship, and sometimes you just have to swallow your prize and accept the facts. You might have to come to this conclusion through denial and error but I swear on my mother's mating name that when you put the petal to the medal you will pass with flying carpets like itGÇÖs a peach of cake.

Seems to me like the kids over in the Negative Feedback alliance are the only ones taking issue with the speculative SP cost increases in the next build. These costs aren't even confirmed yet and already they've sent their top forum QQers in to kick up a fuss. What else could motivate this but a desperate fear of the threat to their alliance.

From the very moment one of their members figured out how to use YouTube for anything but capslock comment arguments and managed to watch Jenza's video, they went into crisis mode.

The poor dear watching that video does a double-take, rewinds and watched it again, carefully checking the SP costs required to get into top tier gear (their only slim chance of success)>

"No, no, that can't be right." He stands up and backs away from his computer, staring in disbelief, mind racing frantically to decide on a course of action lest he break down and cry. Beads of sweat travel down the pockmarked leather of his face.
His fingers spasm nervously. His eyeballs feel hot and tears well up to cool them down. His bottom lip quivers as he realises he has no idea what to do next and the only thought running through his mind is I NEED AN ADULT.

There's only one adult in Negative Feedback.

BEERS! He should call Beers! So the dude hits Free Beers up on MySpace: DOOD, PROTOSTOMPING STRATEGY IN JEOPARDY. CALL ME IMMEDIATELY. Beers, who has nothing better to do, immediately rings the guy and they both freak the hell out over the phone. They kick up a Skype chat with all their dudes and try to decide whose responsibility it will be to try to fix the situation. Only two of them are capable of posting a semi-coherent thread, so the task falls to them.

Two rage threads later, here we are. What do you guys think?

I wish I hadn't seen this like a million times already, now I'm unable to even crack a smile.

Go head make me famous , i rage quit most matches, especially when im out experimenting with "test fits" in matches, like my no

Going to rewrite your OP, feel free to use it.

Don't say another Goddamn word. Up until now, I've been polite. If you say ANYTHING else - ONE word - I will kill myself. And when my tainted spirit finds its destination, I will topple the Master of that dark place. From my black throne, I will lash together a machine of bone and blood, and fueled by my hatred for you this Fear Engine will bore a hole between this world and that one. When it begins, you will hear the sound of children screaming -as though from a great distance. A smoking orb of NOTHING will grow above your bed, and from it will emerge a thousand starving crows. As I slip through the widening maw in my new form, you will catch only a glimpse of my radiance before you are incinerated. Then, as tears of bubbling pitch stream down my face, my dark world will begin. I will open one of my six mouths, and I will sing the song that ends the Earth.

Where's the one about the raging guy who was in the army and could kill a man with his bare hands in 30 different ways or something.

What the **** did you just ******* say about me, you little *****? I'll have you know I graduated top of my class in the Navy Seals, and I've been involved in numerous secret raids on Al-Quaeda, and I have over 300 confirmed kills. I am trained in gorilla warfare and I'm the top sniper in the entire US armed forces. You are nothing to me but just another target. I will wipe you the **** out with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on this Earth, mark my ******* words. You think you can get away with saying that **** to me over the Internet? Think again, ******. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of spies across the USA and your IP is being traced right now so you better prepare for the storm, maggot. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your life. You're ******* dead, kid. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can kill you in over seven hundred ways, and that's just with my bare hands. Not only am I extensively trained in unarmed combat, but I have access to the entire arsenal of the United States Marine Corps and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable ass off the face of the continent, you little ****. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little "clever" comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your ******* tongue. But you couldn't, you didn't, and now you're paying the price, you goddamn idiot. I will **** fury all over you and you will drown in it. You're ******* dead, kiddo.