Your Multiplayer horror stories

[ReservoirAngel]

I had an intense back-and-forth sniper rivalry on RDR for 360. It all started cause the **** was manning a cannon somewhere and blew me to hell. So I respawned, snuck back there and sniped his fucking off.

What followed was 3 days of me trying to go about my business on that game, only to find him regularly lurking behind me and shooting me in the back of the skull. So eventually I started fighting back against him.

This shit is STILL going on. I bet if I go online on that game, within the hour he will show up and make an attempt on my life.

 

[Irony's Acolyte]

Nothing really bad has ever happened to me (well at least nothing that I ever remember). I've run into several people online playing MW2, L4D2, or TF2 who are the typical ITG who call each other fags and stuff. I've also run into two guys who were all serious business. Thankfully they were on my side both times (once in L4D2 where the guy had a tendency to critize every mistake, and another where he keep telling our teammates what class to play). In fact the one I actually prefered simply because he was such a good heavy for my medic, we racked up quite a number of kills.

The most memorable times I've had interactions with other players its been positive. Back when the mutation was "TAAAAAAANNNK!" I got into a server where we had the voice chat on so both teams could talk back and forth. Considering the mutation it was mainly fun bantering and freaking out about the tanks (my team managed to spawn inside the elevator at the last section of Dead Center). And there was the other time on MW2 where a guy, for reasons I'll never know, would knife me whenever I got near him. Now he was on my side so it didn't do anything to me. It was weird because I might be sitting somewhere watching a corner and all of a sudden I hear this knifeing sound behind me and I turn around and it was that guy. So eventually I would do the same thing to him a bit. It was almost a sort of signal between the two of us like "Hey!". So very strange.

But yeah, thankfully I seem to have avoided the worst that Xbox Live has to offer. Thank god.

 

[EllEzDee]

Probably my first time tanking on WoW. I had no idea what i was doing. I remember my friend guiding me through the game, (i was a paladin) and he asked me if i wanted to heal people, do lots of damage, or stop everyone else taking damage. Obviously, being a childish prick, i chose wanting to do lots of damage, and he told me to take the Protection tree, because he's a complete tosser and wanted me to be a tank. Anyways, i failed miserably at tanking, got a lot of shit from the other 4 members of my team and everyone left. I got lost on the way back to the instance from the graveyard because i was Alliance and had never been to Orgrimmar(it was Ragefire Chasm, of course). I never tanked again until i reached the final Scarlet Monastery instance, which was like 2 weeks later, where the tank left and i was forced to tank for the group.
Cool story...

 

[guidance]

Me and my friend were playing gears of war 1 online (cause in that one you can go online as guest)and we were having a good time, but suddenly a guy comes in and starts yelling into his mic. He starts spewing the usual online crap, he even decided to say that guitar hero pre-dates the guitar. The host tryed booting him, but he would just keep coming back, and we didnt want to leave because this was a fun group to play with. I have also had other random ones, usually on starcraft.

 

[cp2u]

while playing TF2 a few days ago, some kid logged on from germany. I don't think he spoke english but had memorized a series of "your mom" jokes. The reason I think he didn't speak english is because many of his jokes were incorrect in a way an english speaking person could not have missed. For example: "your mom's so fat she can't afford to pay attention."

 

[Popadoo]

Playing Assassin's Creed: Brotherhood, and I was on double points, and was blended into a crowd, and used poison on my target. Now, that is usually worth about 600 points, but it's only 150 if your team mate comes up and kill the target before the poison takes effect. DAMN YOU, TEAM WORK!

 

[AnAngryMoose]

I was playing a Public Free Roam on RDR with a friend to get Gang Hideouts. During the Gang Hideouts we got recruited into a posse to get revenge on some guys brother who was annoying the shit out of him. This ended up in a manhunt that spanned Mexico and in the end me and my friend got bored and left. In response to this they harassed us non-stop and to top it all off we kept spawning near them so we couldn't even move. I sent several PMs telling them to stop, but to no avail. Since then I've only ever ventured into Private Free Roams.

 

[AnAngryMoose]

I was playing Halo: Reach's firefight mode and if I got into a vehicle or a turret that could be in any way useful, he would melee it until I got out so I wouldn't die! Then he would use it and as revenge I would drive the vehicle off a cliff, destroy it with some grenades or just snipe him.

I had a guy worse than that.

On Beachhead me and my friend decided to use the Rocket Warthog (Me shooting, him driving) to quickly get through the challenges for that day. Some guy on our team was being a complete dick though and grabbed Plasma Pistols, Rockets, Fuel Rod Guns, Concussion Rifles etc and shot the warthog until it blew up every time. He even did it when the other guy we were paired with got a Wraith. Me and my friend just followed him around, waiting for him to die so we could teabag his body.

 

[Ekonk]

Anytime someone's using an aimbot in Modern Warfare. What drives these people?

 

[Polaris19]

The Endless Game of 2Fort (A TF2 BS Moment)

First, the premise. This game had been set up with no time limit, and a three round set. I came in during the second round.

When I first joined, I selected my usual set up and did my usual strategy. Engineer, build turret watching the intel, built teleporters near their base. Dispenser for extra goodies.

Little did I realize my friend had joined me and done the same thing, except his turret as actually at the intel site. Also little did I know that the other team consisted of engineers and spys. Nothing else. It would remain this way for a majority of the evening.

For the next FOUR AND A HALF HOURS there were some close calls, and some heated moments, but for that entire duration the intel was taken once. Players came and went, but me and my friend and the host stayed there. Playing. Or rather, defending and getting defended on. Turrets were built and destroyed every minute or so. A few players tried other classes, but there were always two or three engineers on each side who knew exactly where to place their turrets, and knew exactly when a spy was sneaking about. There was no end to it.

Finally, around 5:00 AM the breakthrough.

My friend lucked out, and caught one of their engineers while he was resetting his turret after it had been taken out. He was then able to run through their base and grab their intel and bring it back and score it. Barley. While this was happening, their whole team, save for one engineer, had left their base to get the intel back. I switched to a spy class and snuck through their defenses and grabbed the intel. I got about halfway there using the lower section and then got killed by an enemy spy. Then the host swooped in with his soldier class and blew the spy away, picked up the intel, and ran as fast as he could. He ended up getting the round ended score about 30 seconds later.

The third round, went by rather quickly. it only took ten minutes for the other team to get all three captures and end the game, but it was by far the longest and most ridiculous game I've ever played.

I've never run into the guy who was hosting this marathon of a match, but wherever you are, thank you. Thank you for giving me sleep deprivation on a school night. Thank you for the 4 and a half hour frustration that was Round Two of Three on 2Fort.

 

[Father Tunde]

Red Dead Redemption, PSN.

Me and my cousin joined a game, and made a posse. We had a 'friendly' war with another British posse, who had to leave. Soon after, a band of annoying 12 year old Americans joined in. After ambushing me and my cousin, we took refuge on a hill side, and started snipering them, forcing their posse to disband, except for their leader, who kept spouting '1783' (to which we replied 'Why reference something three hundered years ago, not done anything heroic recently?' (No disrespect meant)), and that snipering took less skill than an auto-aim High Powered Pistol.

 

[Dead_Man]

I was playing versus on Left 4 Dead. My team weren't the most co-operative of teams, but we were wearing them down. I was a smoker at the time when a small horde came out, along with a team mate playing a tank. I hid amonst the trees and was able to ensnare a straggling survivor, and better yet, all his team mates were busy with the horde and the tank. I had the kill easy, until the tank veared away from the survivors, came up and swatted the survivor out of my grasp. The survivor promtly killed me and joined the rest of his team and were able to kill the horde and tank. I asked him why the hell he thought it was nessicary to ruin my kill, and he said that I wasn't helping the rest of the team.

"NOT HELPING???? I HAD THE KILL!!! HE WOULD HAVE BEEN DEAD IF YOU HADN'T FUCKED IT ALL UP, YOU STUPID ASSHOLE!!!"

I had gotten into a huge arguement with him, and whats worst, the rest of the team thought it was somehow my fault that I got hit and I didnt get the kill. I told them to go screw themselves as I can move when I have someone tangled, and they told me to go to hell. Then the kicked my off.