Another week, and another recap from your favorite loathsome degenerate Manchild. These weeks are going by too fast. But unlike most of them, where the only thing I have time for is sandwiches and farts in between all the other stuff I have going on, it was a slow week. I did basically nothing I was supposed too, disappointed people left right and center, and generally spent a lot of time watching old IPL matches of Starcraft 2. In other words, it was a productive week for a fat neckbeard, and not so productive for a fat neckbeard who isn't particularly proud of being such.
Despite all the newness (of which there is a lot) I have been sticking to League of Legends. I've had an account for a long time, but was a little too intimidated initially to play more than a match or two. But lately, I've been studying the mechanics of the game and watching matches in order to get a feel for things, and I have to say it's coming much easier to me now. Playing a carry probably wasn't the smartest thing being as inexperienced as I am, but the LoL community has surprised me.
Here's the thing about MOBA games, this one specifically; people CAN be really nice. There is an opportunity for cordial friendliness. But you can usually expect a huge turn around if you make too many glaring mistakes. If you are a feeder, people will hate you. If you don't back them up properly or do your part, they will hate you. But up until you start screwing up badly, they can be fairly decent and helpful. I have run into a couple of guys who were initially totally assholes, yet who as we played, grew to be more tolerant of my newbieness. Honestly, I don't expect much. I play because I really like the game; if I ever get to a level of any reasonable skill, I'll probably find a team who I am comfortable with, since that really does seem to be the way to go. Playing with randoms has to suck after you put a lot of time into it.
We are recording another podcast today. One of the things that was briefly mentioned was the presence of a guy named Karutomaru. Smurfee was specifically against giving him any attention, and I agree to some extent, but I also want people to be aware of just why it is we despise him so much, and why he is getting the short end of the stick this recap while I rake his dummy account, Anti-Dixon, over the coals.
This is a community. In a very real way, I consider many of you to be "the friends I'll never meet." Destructoid is actually fairly unique in that it is sort of a refuge for folks who are really into gaming, yet who actually enjoy speaking to one another like mature adults in a creative setting rather than children on comment boxes trying to constantly beat down other peoples hard work and ideas in a competitive attempt to raise up their own. I come and read blogs here everyday, blog here occasionally, and do the recaps every week because I love getting into your heads. Like the brain worm in Wrath of Kahn, I want to get all up in your grey matter, and find out what makes you tick, because it helps me to find out what makes me tick, as well. A good majority of my own writing has been inspired by the thought provoking things I read here, and in that way it's sort of a beautiful thing; we can all play off each other, be inspired, and celebrate this thing we love together without all the anonymous nonsense that comes with less reasonable corners of the world wide web.
Karutomaru was a guy who didn't want any part of that. He was repeatedly nasty in both the way he communicated and in the ideas he shared, and after countless corrections, he was eventually banned. Now, he makes more work for the community team by constantly making new accounts through which to harass, and even made an account name called Anti-Dixon to passive aggressively jab at our community manager and beloved cock mongerer, Andy Dixon. All he cares about is trolling, but here's the thing; reacting in anger as some of us often do is not the right way to handle him. As a practical ghost here who is doing nothing but to create work for others, he doesn't deserve that much attention.
So from now and until the end of time, I will no longer be responding to, or acknowledging, either in comments or in my recaps, the existence of Karutomaru AKA Anti-Dixon, or whatever future name he chooses to use. He was banned for a reason, and is better off choosing a more appropriate venue. I just won't do it anymore. This is the last time, and if you too feel annoyed everytime you see him pop up, I suggest doing the same rather than the futile, aggressive approach which will continue to feed his ego.
I dunno. I actually feel kind of guilty doing this. It feels so exclusionary. And for the most part, this is a positive place to come and feel welcome, to write your heart out, and to involve yourself in one of the nicest, coolest communities on the internet. But it's the handling of the odd rotten apple that drops from the proverbial tree that makes that possible, even if it is occasionally a nasty experience. This member has no intention of listening to feedback, or ever becoming a real member of this community. He has demonstrated this many times before. I have made the mistake in the past of commenting on his posts, which is giving him the attention he so desperately seeks from us. That was a mistake.
No more mistakes.
To end on a lighter note, congratulations to Andy Dixon on his new broodling! Babies are fun, especially when they figure out that farts are funny. I fart in my daughters face all day, and she laughs every time. So all in all, we have a pretty healthy environment here, if you try not to think about all the baby pink eye going around.