An Advanced Class in How to be a Giant Dickbag in Halo: Reach

I'm not above a good multiplayer betrayal every now and then. I use my color-blindness as an excuse the way a good forum troll uses Asperger's or agoraphobia. But this guy, UnstoppableLuck, takes it to the next level.


If you see that Gamertag in your party, I'd advise leaving. Otherwise the one guy with no kills on your team is going to be killing you. And he'll bring help, as you see from about two minutes on. This was allegedly compiled over an hour session last Saturday.

"If you want to help me betray on xbl add me my Gamer tag is UnstoppableLuck. help me get the best reactions thats what i want. Must have mic and play halo reach i will remove you if you don't play halo reach when i'm not online. So pretty much i only want people that only play halo reach."

Naturally, we don't get the enjoyment of seeing him kicked. But after a reprisal killing-by-Warthog at 0:37 he takes revenge by kicking that guy out. Such an injustice.

Remember, his Xbox Live Gamertag is UnstoppableLuck. It's one word, UnstoppableLuck. That's UnstoppableLuck, with an uppercased L. Yeah.

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See, this is why I've avoided Halo multiplayer. Don't get me wrong, it's a super-fun, super-polished game. But it's just full of little pre-pubescent racist little shits out for LOLZ who ruin it for the rest of us.

But then again, I'm all about co-operative gameplay like Battlefield Bad Company 2 or Left 4 Dead, where mouth-breathing tiny-penised fuckwits show up, take a look around for all of two seconds, and then rage quit to go troll the Halos and the Call Of Dutys.

Swear to fucking science, this is why I've wound up playing my PS3 more even though Xbox Live has the better multiplayer interface. There just seem to be less teenage turd-burglars lurking on the boundaries of acceptable behavior.

I'm a grown man and I realize that kids will be jackasses sometimes, but somebody needs to sit this twerp down and explain to him that this is what causes other players to reverse-track your ISP, hunt you down, ring your front door, and when you answer it, give you a rectum-shattering wedgie. and one for each of your parents too, for not schooling you in the more obvious points of online ettiquette.