Oh the “joy” of online matchmaking. Sometimes you get lucky and wind up with exceptional and thoughtful teammates.
Sometimes you get something else.
Recently I was playing Friday the 13th with a friend. I saw someone getting attacked by Jason, and I ran in to help them. Jason immediately let them go, and the person ran away while Jason super murdered me. I chalked it up to an unfortunate coincidence, but later in the match, I realized that particular player (the counselor) and that match’s Jason were in a party together. The counselor was basically drawing people in and letting his friend murder them.
As if that weren’t bad enough, that counselor was the last person left with 11 or so minutes remaining in the round. Since you can spectate once you’re dead, I watched, dumbfounded, as the counselor and Jason wandered around together doing pretty much nothing other than wasting everyone else’s time. The counselor found the items to start the car, so I thought, well, good, at least he will escape and we won’t have to wait around.
He just sat in the car. He eventually drove it around, but didn’t bother escaping. The Jason just followed him around and didn’t try to kill him.
They wandered in and out of houses and, I assume, the rest of the team (if they were spectating like me), wasn’t really amused. It was a massive waste of everyone else’s time.
And, to add insult to injury, with a couple of minutes left in the round, the counselor finally drove the car to safety and escaped. As you might expect, both I and my friend weren’t thrilled. In fact, we stopped playing that game for the day after we finished that match.
(Might I add here that in the previous match, my friend and I were split up; he was Jason and I was a counselor. That match ended with me fleeing in the water and him water murdering me. DEGAN WATER MURDERED ME.)
(I mean, he did it so other people wouldn’t have to wait on the match to end, but he water murdered me. IF YOU ARE READING THIS DEGAN, YOU WATER MURDERED ME. FRIENDSHIP WHAT?!)
This subject came up again when my partner and I were playing a bit of Killing Floor 2 over the past couple of days. Every mode we were playing was entirely co-op, and we encountered some…less than friendly behavior.
In one match, while my partner and I were at the weapon/ammo pod, the rest of the team welded us in this room where ALL the enemies spawned. We did okay but it was frantic as hell and I almost ate crap more than once. We found the other team members standing around together doing a whole lot of nothing. That was irritating enough, but in another wave of that same match, my partner died and one of those team members tea bagged him.
Side note: perhaps my greatest pet peeve, even greater than lag, is tea bagging. I can’t stand it. And I will go out of my way to take down tea baggers.
I’ve seen people in matches incessantly melee or shoot people on their own team and in Killing Floor 2 there aren’t any repercussions for that, but in Friday the 13th, you can actually hurt your fellow counselors. I’ve seen people do that, too! One person did that to me, and I would have died were it not for a health item and the power of running away from them.
The ironic part of this piece is that I feel confident anyone reading this doesn’t do any of those things. I’ve played with far more respectful players than rude ones (thank goodness), but it never ceases to amaze me when people troll their own team.
Which reminds me of two situations I’ve personally encountered in Overwatch.
I’ve encountered Meis who ice wall their own team in at the spawn in competitive matches. That’s just ridiculous. But the worst troll I ever encountered in Overwatch was a Symmetra on King’s Row. She set up her teleporter so anyone walking through it would immediately fall off a ledge. She wasn’t satisfied it was a guaranteed death apparently because I saw her reposition it further at the edge of the ledge. I actually did something I almost never do: I wrote that person a message simply asking why they were trolling their own team. They responded that they were sorry, but I’m not sure how sincere that was.
I’m literally shaking my head thinking about it.
So, basically, I’m just saying, let’s all try to be nicer. It doesn’t even matter to who or when. Let’s just try to be nicer. I know trolls will probably always be trolls, but I still hope they will be nicer, too. Kindness costs nothing and means everything.
And with that I wish you a glorious day filled with kindness. There can never be too much.