I don't understand. I've never had any problems with ReT... I know he's a hacker of sorts

He must have a really bad temper, I guess. Not a good excuse, if you ask me.

MBeggar knows his hometown. There has to be at least one Massassian near him. Who wants to go beat him up?

I've seen him on webcam, ReT's a 350-pound bodybuilder and a black belt in Kenpo-Jujitsu or something of the like... I highly doubt any Massassian could simply "beat him up," even if that violent fantasy could somehow be enacted.

So...we should all apologize and be under the mercy of ReT. You giving what he wants, power....

See, that wouldn't happen to me because I know of secure passwords, where I think of a different, yet complex password for every site I go to, and I am especially secure with passwords linked to a financial or administrative account.

If that did happen to me, though, I might be a little upset, but I wouldn't demand revenge or try to flame him as that wouldn't bring my assignments back or make the situation any better.

I might be a little curious as to why he did such a thing, though. People don't usually do these kind of things without provocation, and I would be curious as to what I did to provoke him.

LOL I WIN BECAUSE I AM A BETTER PERSON, NOW I WILL RETREAT TO MY FORTRESS OF SOLITUDE TO FIGHT EVIL ANOTHER DAY!

Hey, I don't like rap either (more of an old-school rock fan), but Massassi can't win this battle. Would you rather have an offended ReT who takes your stuff offline without any fear of consequence, or a happy ReT who provides a site and game server that's beneficial to the community?

I wouldn't say I'm so much a floor mat as someone who would rather not resort to retaliation and immaturity to (try to) solve a problem, especially if it's across the Internet.

I'm afraid I've already put in my two cents and I will not further discuss this for fear of being flamed myself, obviously this community can not handle those who share different beliefs other than their own. This is your problem, however, not mine, so handle it how you must.

Originally posted by THE TWILIGHT ZONE
Anthony Fremont is a six-year-old with extraordinary powers to control the little town where he lives by simply wishing away people and things that anger or bore him. He has isolated the town by banishing electricity and cars. Other than his powerful wishing, Anthony has the mind and imagination of a typical little boy. He amuses himself with his special ability by giving a gopher three heads and then wishing the animal dead when the game becomes boring. The people in Peaksville have to smile all the time, think happy thoughts, and say happy things, because that's what Anthony commands and, if they disobey, he can wish them into a cornfield or change them into grotesque versions of themselves. Anthony dislikes singing and punished Aunt Amy for thoughtlessly singing in his presence. Anthony asks his father why no children come to play with him. Mr. Fremont reminds Anthony that when the Fredericks boy came over, Anthony had wished the other boy away into the cornfield after they'd finished playing. He wishes a dog into the cornfield for barking.
Anthony's parents have invited several people to their house for a surprise birthday party for one of their friends, Dan Hollis. Anthony makes everyone watch what he, like lots of other little boys, wishes to see on television -- dinosaurs fighting. Dan Hollis's wife gives him a record for his birthday, but Anthony won't permit him to play it. Dan grumbles angrily and then begins singing "Happy Birthday." Anthony tries to intimidate Dan by staring at him. Dan suggests that Anthony should be distracted and then killed, but nobody moves to help Dan. Anthony points his finger at Dan and screams "You're a bad man! You're a very bad man!" and turns Dan into a jack-in-the-box and then sends him to the cornfield. Everyone turns away in horror except Anthony's father, who begs Anthony to wish him into the cornfield. Anthony complies. A few minutes later, Anthony wishes for snow, though this will kill half the crops, not to mention those he's banished to the cornfield. The adults smile nervously and tell him that he's a good boy, hoping that Anthony's terrible power won't be turned upon themselves.

Maybe we don't care if he hates us?

He's obviously not a mentally-balanced individual. I'm thinking he's, in reality, a 14-year-old script kiddie with nothing better to do than DoS servers because, boo-hoo, somebody doesn't like him.

And you're a floormat and let people walk all over you. gb2sm.