I don't know about the cab prices, but DAMN naomi, you are a whiny little thing. I thought we dropped this a long time ago.
Don't you have anything better to do than to troll a message board, waiting for mention of a tournament that was months ago?
Well, I have a little something to talk about, since you can't leave well enough alone.
I was talking with some folks who did and didn't go to the tourney ABOUT the tourney...the good, the bad, the cabs (which, by the way, are just fine. If you can't play on them, you can't play on arcade cabinets. It's a poor musician who blames his instrument.).
Anyway, we were talking about the people there, and they talked about this "weird little man" that reminded them of a guy we all went to school with. Lemme try and reconstruct it as best I remember.
"He was just like (guy we know)...sort of a little chihuahua dude. He kept hanging over people's shoulders, and giving them dirty looks. Creepy little bastard with glasses. I guess he was mad about us being in the store and having this tourney, and he wanted to shop or something. He dressed like an old man...brown and green, drab colors, and one of those golf hats old men wear."
Then there was a bit more random stuff...cracks about the old man clothes, and the constant furrow (read: butt crack) in the guy's brow...then he kept comparing him to a chipmunk, or a small rodent...a few jokes about "Rat King" from TMNT, and we moved off it.
It wasn't until I read your rants, naomi, that I realized who it was.
You must be that sniveling little guy that shot everyone dirty looks that my bud talks about. I think I remember glancing at you once, before you "left in disgust". Heh, they thought you were there to shop. I don't remember "that guy" ever talking...he just sort of hovered like a gnat around the machines, looking pissed off and grumpy. Did you even play any games? Do you even play any games at home? Sheesh...what did you even come there for?
I asked my friends about the incident at the KOF machine that drives you so batty...not getting to "practice" (boo hoo...*sob*). They didn't remember anything...so either it meant dick to them (probably), you made it up to cover your insecurity, or it wasn't an of them. Just figured I'd mention that, since you're weird-ass story of "game rejection" stuck in my head.
I hope this strange behavior isn't indicative of ALL Neo fans...then again, I know BonusKun, and he's just fine (and friendly all the time...no butt cracks in his brow), so it can't be.
In any case, if you're going to be such a damned creepy person, my recommendation is that you don't come to tournaments. They require a minimum of social behavior that you can't seem to muster UNLESS you're sitting in front of a computer screen. Stay at home. Play your Neo. Bolster your own ego with your inability to play Neo-Geo games in a tournament environment.
I don't blame you, either. One of the guys I hang out with is an absolute hothead...if you had talked the kind of shit you do on this board to his face at that tourney...
...I don't want to think about it. Maybe it's better you talk smack from the computer, if you talk smack at all.
No matter. I doubt anyone's taking you seriously anymore, anyway...ya creepy little man.
- The Black Knight
