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So I was playing Unreal T against some mates and morons, when I see this git standing in the corner. Just standing there then a message types in “I’m lagged don’t kill me” Why the hell not?
If ye had no ammo I would smear ya like the nancy ya are, why the bleeding hell should I not kill you now?
Well, it turns out that there is some poncy, nit of a rule that lagged people are to be given a wide berth - what, is the lag contagious? Will I catch their ISP?
Me own solution is that if ya see me standing in the middle of a bleeding map motionless - KILL ME. Put me out of me bleedin’, bloody misery.
So this is a fair warnin’ if I ever sees ya in a game and you’re not moving, you will be, straight down to the ground!
Now repeat after me!
Our Lagger,
Who art in Corners,
Hollow be thy head.
Thy Kingdom come,
From the end of my gun,
In Tribes as it is in CS.
Give us a ping,
a righteous ping
And forgive us our lag deaths
As we forgive those who lag kill us.
Lead us not into phonelines,
But deliver us into Cable.
For thine is the cable,
The frag and the gory
For ever and ever.
Thanks for Reading,
o(^_^)o
So I was playing Unreal T against some mates and morons, when I see this git standing in the corner. Just standing there then a message types in “I’m lagged don’t kill me” Why the hell not?
If ye had no ammo I would smear ya like the nancy ya are, why the bleeding hell should I not kill you now?
Well, it turns out that there is some poncy, nit of a rule that lagged people are to be given a wide berth - what, is the lag contagious? Will I catch their ISP?
Me own solution is that if ya see me standing in the middle of a bleeding map motionless - KILL ME. Put me out of me bleedin’, bloody misery.
So this is a fair warnin’ if I ever sees ya in a game and you’re not moving, you will be, straight down to the ground!
Now repeat after me!
Our Lagger,
Who art in Corners,
Hollow be thy head.
Thy Kingdom come,
From the end of my gun,
In Tribes as it is in CS.
Give us a ping,
a righteous ping
And forgive us our lag deaths
As we forgive those who lag kill us.
Lead us not into phonelines,
But deliver us into Cable.
For thine is the cable,
The frag and the gory
For ever and ever.
Thanks for Reading,
o(^_^)o