MaximusRex - Player Report: Pa’kui-Ca Eaul’Haa, Predator Honor Code - Spirit of the Whitelist
What’s your BYOND key?
MaximusRex
Time of incident:
2023-04-07T01:30:00-04:00
Your character name:
Larry Corneliolious
Accused BYOND key:
Flpfs
Accused character name:
Pa’kui-Ca Eaul’Haa
What rule(s) were broken?:
Predator Honor Code - Spirit of the Whitelist
Description of the incident:
During a round of Sorokyne Strata, I was playing bravo PFC Larry Corneliolious. After a quick FoB setup, I had teamed up with Brad Ward and Jane “JJ” Jacobsen to head to the canteen to assist in frontline fighting. When we arrived, the marines are in full on open warfare against xenomorphs and I move to join the fight. As I rotate mere feet from the frontline to heal up and change magazines, I get a ping on my MD to my side. Assuming it’s one of the many lurkers or runners in the area, I turn.
Flpfs decloaks, roars, and charges with a scythe.
As soon as I see the red coloration of his Predator, my heart sinks. I know it’s him. He’s after me. He’s been very, very aggressive about hunting my character over the last week to the point where it’s starting to become an obvious grudge. Just the round prior, after a very pleasant predator fight with TheBiggest where I was bested, Flpfs went out of his way to try and goad them to decapitate me instead of throwing me back. The last dozen or so direct fights I’ve had with Flpfs, he has refused any attempts at me speaking or RPing with him and gone straight to murder. Not even a curt “I am here for your head”, just a decloak and charge. It’s the exact same song and dance here.
Flpfs laser-focuses on me and goes in. I backpedal and fire. For context, I am literally on screen of the marine frontline, where marines are trading fire with the xenomorph advance. Where I’m standing and to my immediate right is a solid line of cramped fortifications. To my left, Lurkers and runners are actively attacking our back. Pings are everywhere. Flpfs engages me in the thick of it all. The fight causes massive disruption to the conflict, friendly fire flies everywhere and the smartgunners all direct their fire from the aliens to him. As I tried to bob and weave away, it got to the point where flpfs was bodily pushing past medics, engineers, and wounded to get to me regardless of the collateral damage. Under MASSIVE concentrated fire he’s barely forced away, and I limp back to the FoB to recover.
I inform Brad and Jane that the “Cloaky stabby thing” is hunting me, and that I need to get myself healed. After a good fifteen minutes or so on the doctor carousel, I’m back at full strength. Hearing how bad the front is suffering, I reluctantly move back to assist. As I reach the front once again, it takes less than five minutes for the route to begin. There are a lot of wounded and we’re losing ground quickly. As we’re falling back, I’m covering two wounded PFCs falling back and trying to hold off a multitude of pings. One of these pings materialize as none other than Flpfs himself, who instantly re-engages. Absolutely ignoring the wounded marines and flanking xenos, Flpfs drives me away from my charges in the midst of the chaos and corners me in a freezer. This time, there is no escape. As Flpfs kills me, exasperated and frustrated beyond measure, I give up.
For the first time in my five years of playing Larry, I broke character and uttered my last words: “I’m done.”
To add insult to injury, even though he decapitated me, he did not take my head as trophy. He left it right next to my body as basically the biggest “Fuck you” possible, even though it took his three tries to best me. This behavior does not surprise me at all coming from flpfs. There are numerous reports from other predators and players of this type of conduct from him. The utter disregard for the integrity of the major frontline engagement was flagrant, and he took major advantage of the routing situation to corner me at my weakest and most vulnerable in the last fight. I ask the councilors to take a solid look at this behavior and judge him accordingly.
Evidence:
Imgur: The magic of the Internet - Finding my head later on as a runner.
