I like it, here's your prize, some new shoes for dancing fancily with:
I'm so conflicted :I
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Had my first GTA Online shootout duel
I was wandering around the desert, in a full lobby (I usually go solo) in my hearts boxers, boots, cowboy-hat, aviator glasses, and hairy chest and a cool little mustache, I see some dude doing stunt jumps. I drink some pisswasser while I approach, before I end up across the street from him, allready wobbling. I give him a drunk salute, before I down another bottle, and wander off on my way.
Then he fucking shoots me down!
Wtf!
And I'm not pissed off that he shoots me, it's GTA, I don't care
I get pissed off that his mind couldn't appreciate the humor of being greeted by a jolly, drunk ol cowboy with no pants!
No, I bet he thought "FAG!" and just went for the kill, like some... fag!
So, as soon as I respawned, I knew that not only did I have to retaliate, I had to hunt him like an animal, and harass the fuck out of him. My first hunt-and-harass in any online gaming ever. Don't fuck with the mustache! How about knowing better!?
I find him still doing stunt jumps just a stone-throw away, like some dickhead. I hide in the little ruined building, and just as he jumps, spray bullets at him. He lands on the other side, realizes he fucked it, and runs to the building interior to hide from my wrath. For 10 minutes I move my map-marker to behind him, to let him know I'm fucking him in the ass, and eventually he makes his way to the roof, where I blast him right to hell
Wanted star, of course, I run off, but see that he is now all revengey, and follows me. We cat and mouse for a bit, before I make more and more distance, on foot, for then to snipe him.
He approaches again, on motorcycle this time, and circles me from a distance, seemingly unsure of how to proceed. I spray him off his motorcycle. Wanted star again, I follow the train tracks, hoping for train, while he once again begins to approach with caution. I hop on the train, spray at him, while he hurries behind the train where I can't see him. I climb up on the roof, and run on top of the train, but he gets wise on my move, and tries to rush past the train, while I switch to the sniper, and make visible dust clouds pop up around his bike as he speeds forth along the rails.
He now rushes towards a bridge far ahead, and I know he is planning to find some good position, and shotgun me or something, as I move past. I peer through the scope the whole way there, and pop his helmet as soon as I see it stick up from the sandy slopes.
This time he respawns, gets on his motorcycle, and just bails.
He had enough.
This wasn't about whopping someone just for the sake of whopping - but
ALL he had to do
ALL he had to do
was to let a jolly ol pantless cowboy enjoy a beer in the evening sun
I doubt he learned a damn thing though. At least, he will remember the evening when he was getting repeatedly headshotted by a hairy, mustached man with no pants