CactusBrawler

I can't help but think.

Serves you ******* right.

Either an email system with a turn about of several weeks.

Or an expensive support line.

Your choices, let them give out your name to every nut job on the net, pay them for several weeks where you can't access your account, pay them while they keep you on hold for an hour or two.

Opt out of RealID like that... and you can't use the forums when they change, which means you can't get tech/issue support from Blizzard.

There is a slight problem there... their in game support often prompts players to post their problems on the forums, if said problem is of a technical nature.

Either that or they can call a fairly costly support line...

Actually opting into something doesn't mean that the Data Protection Act is null and void, it's a criminal not a civil act and thus can't be wavered away.

Secondly it now turns out any players realID is being broadcast in an unsecured format across Blizzards servers and can be picked up by people using the the 'right' add ons.

Thirdly Blizard have stated they will be clamping down and forcing people to use their actual identity for accounts. How they are going to enforce this I do not know, but they seem to be sure they can do so.

Can anyone tell me how broadcasting my real name to all and sundry on the web is keeping my information 'with proper security'?

No one needs to 'get you' they can however make your life a complete misery, in full anonymity, without having to get their fat lazy gamer **** out of their chair.

Anonymous phone calls constantly?

Police/Ambulance/Fire tip offs at all hours of the day?

Don't forget the massive influx of spam, as you're signed up for everything from Avon catalogs, to hard core inter species porn mag trials.

And why are they doing this to you?

Because you disagree on the correct way to spec a rogue for PVP.

Yes either that or kill you, as I said I'm not going to hold the world to my own flawed moral code, and decide that said code is worth more than everyone elses life.

The state has its hands tied in the Joker's case, since he's clinically insane (at least the state says so) and Batman refuses to do so, in fact actively goes out of his way to keep the Joker alive.

Difference is we kill terrorists, Batman in this case is not giving into terrorists causing them to kill innocents in reprisal, and then preventing anyone else from killing said terrorists.

I would but then I'm not an egotistical monster, who believes that's he the only important person in the world and that my vengeance filled crusade excuses causing the very tragedy I use to justify my actions, in the lives of countless others.

It's not quite the same thing, because the Joker has told Batman why he's doing it.

In your situation it would be like your stalker telling you "Every time you wear a pony tail, I'll kill people" and you then saying "Well **** that I like wearing a pony tail".

You could wear your hair a different way, Batman could help people another way, he chooses to be Batman, people die because of it, every kill the Joker has made since telling Batman that he'll kill because of him have been Batman's responsibility.

Batman could just stop being Batman.

He could of become a policeman, officer Wayne of the GCPD.

He could use the vast resources of Wayne tech to build asylums and jails that can't be escaped from. He funded the Watchtower after all in several continuitys.

But instead, he dresses up as a bat and goes around kicking criminals in the face, despite a mass murderer telling him that he'll keep on killing while he does it.

Why because some one has to be Batman? No because Bruce Wayne enjoys it, and when you get down to it he considers himself more important than any other person in the world, just because he lost his parents.

Batman stopped during the Dark Knigt Returns comic, Joker spent several decades in a more or less catatonic state. Batman returns? Joker kills an entire audience of people during a televised appearance.

Batman 'dies' during the current DC run, Joker becomes Saxon Hale, a fairly nice gravedigger and possibly a crime fighter.

Actually he is.

The Joker is only the Joker because Batman is Batman, he's told him this several times, and it's been shown several other times that when Bruce Wayne stops being Batman, the Joker stops.

((Sorry for the delay, not been in a good write-y mood.))

Tomb seemed a little stunned ‘does he ever shut up?’ she thought, as Big Game explained his situation. She steeped her fingers, first looking to the vampire dust, then to the prospective client.

“Of course you are aware, that our more exotic weaponry will not be part of the deal, at least until your cash flow becomes more solid. The creators of tailored plagues, and cybernetic insect swarms are few and far between, and we leave our signatures in our work, I would rather not give her proof while our transaction is so clearly a favour.”

She motioned Big Game to follow her into the elevator.

“We will start with small arms” she said as they arrived on a floor devoted to what looked to be a firing range, a man clad in a black lab uniform pushed a wheelie cart towards the range.

“Or more accurately munitions, in this case micro demolition charges.” She said picking up a magazine with a strip of red paint at the bottom, and loading it into a sub machine gun.

There was a whirring, and several dummies appeared on the firing range, clad in various types of combat armour, some pieces clearly police or Arachnos issue. She fired gangster style, letting the kick of the gun slide her aim across, and there was carnage, dummies went flying as armour shattered and sent shards scything through the air.

“Each bullet explodes with the force of a standard US army demolition charge; of course you will be facing enemies that won’t be phased by such an explosion.” She picked up a magazine with orange tape.

Taking aim she shot at the head of one of the dummies in crab armour, there was a dull orange flash at impact, and the dummy was instantly missing a chunk of its helmet and head, a circular bite seemingly taken out of it.

“These bullets create an unstable time field on impact, jumping everything in the field forward in time by a week. Of course this won’t bother a regenerator, and in a worst case scenario you’d have two of them after you in a week’s time. However we offer standard anti-regeneration rounds, such as phosphorus, depleted uranium or toxic ammunition”

She picked up an assault rifle, showing Big Game, the loading mechanism for it, it looked like something you would load printer ink cartridges into.

“AR Two seven eight, voice locked and with two different loaders, one constructs ammunition, the other will teleport load it from special feeders. I’ll provide you with a supply of different ammunition and both loaders, obviously the teleport loader will give you more bang for your books, but make sure you take a construction loader with you, teleportation is so easy to disrupt after all.” She said heading back towards the lift.

“Some people say the best defence is a good offense, I say it’s a defence that kills before they get within visual range. Any questions, or shall we head on to the next part of our tour?”

Super villainess, blight on mankind and general ‘go to girl’ Tomb, was not in a particularly with it mood, having forgotten the meeting, she was chilling in the armoured lair beneath the Store, one eye on the monitors, the other watching CSI: Paragon City, sitting up sharply she choked on her Cheerios and reached quickly for the intercom.

Back in the store

One of the store clerks answered the intercom

“Squidlwy wid ferble” a voice said to him

“Ah yes I see.” He answered in a cultured voice

“widddly squibs” the voice said again.

“Will do boss.” He answered again.

The store clerks then did their best to keep Big Game entertained, offering complimentary drinks, and changing the music to something that would suit him better. After about ten minutes, a quickly changed Tomb arrived. A section of the back wall moving inwards, then sliding apart to reveal an elevator, from this elevator Tomb stepped out, wearing her business clothes, a long full bodied hooded cowl, with metal skull shaped mask, the eyes of which glow with an infernal redness, and the rest of her body is covered with armoured black leather.

“Ahhh Mister Game, I am sorry to keep you waiting...” she said

Oh I know I'm a terrible person.

I'm just vastly amused to see FFM calling the OP out on exactly the same thing he recently did.

1. I'd prefer some one like Pious to be honest, to certain people, particularly those who never seemed to have heard the phrase "The pot calling the kettle black.

2. Derailed the guys thread, see point 3.

3. He didn't ask for advice or criticism, by giving it you've derailed the guys thread.

The chance of a 20min long debuff is a little much, for any old joe schmoe to be able to put on you.

And did the Dev's ever say that it was a QoL issue that made them change the pop up, and not that it could be exploited to stack multiple MF's?