Firstly, [i]"Horror"[/i] is a bit of an exaggeration to get readers attention (Hopefully it works!)
What I really meant was share the [i]Private messages[/i] you have received from random people (Descriptively) on Bungie.net.
[b]From:[/b]
> Random Trolling
> Guys hitting on you
> Hateful messages
> Death threats
> "Pics" (descriptively of course)
> Guys hitting on you
Why do I want to know about your "Horror Stories"?
It is because I want to remind people of how they behave on the forums.
My "Private message Horror Story":
[spoiler]I have only been a user here for a short period of time so I have yet any random privates messages to share with you.
But I do play games and every now and then you receive a hateful message randomly and I remember getting top player on the scoreboard and this guy who obviously got so mad he message me saying:
"Kill yourself, you suck!"
At first it felt like a death threat but really it was a hateful message, he came second place by the way. [/spoiler]
[b][u]REMINDER!!:[/u][/b]
The website has a Code of Conduct meaning pictures or conversations with the other usernames is prohibit and counts as names shaming (unsure).
So I don't support the idea of name shaming but if you really really really want to name shame someone, well you have been warned.
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I feel sorry for u. Pussy ass fusion rifle skill. I just got that message from a Sunsinger Warlock that had Viking Funeral and a Party Crasher equipped. He tasted the Give & Take Equation a lot.
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Bump :D
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I got a pick of someone cutting their dick off
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Edited by SWilliams0507: 2/10/2016 8:10:01 PMGot a pm from [url=http://bungie.net/en/Profile]this asshole[/url] and I now hate him [spoiler];)[/spoiler]
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Edited by Esko: 2/25/2016 5:48:10 AMIts just people either asking for nudes or trying to send them. I DONT WANT ANY! On xbox live however... Loads of messages from thirsty dickheads in GTA (i have a female character for whenever i feel like catfishing)
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I still have pics and other ammo from Lord Engra back when we would supply each other and bump each other's cringe
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I got a pm of a girl who had one of those spikes on the fence poles through her ass it was...okay i laughed it was kinda funny [spoiler]i know im going to hell[/spoiler]
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I had some very graphic vids of child porn, cat slaughter and sex, sheep splatter spree, Dick picks and much more. Never saw the guy again.
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Destiny fan fiction
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Edited by DTL: 2/10/2016 1:22:59 PMLast year Coco started spreading a rumor that I was actually a girl who sent out nudes to anyone who asked. I received almost 100 PMs from you sick bastards begging for pics. It was the perfect balance between cringy as -blam!- and funny as hell.
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Edited by Wheelz4Realz: 2/10/2016 4:56:46 AM[b][/b]
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A guy (on my team) from Halo 5 ran me over then GOT of the mongoose then t-bagged me.
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Normally don't mind guys hitting on me, but this one old guy started asking me really creepy questions... it felt like I was talking to a serial killer.
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*is part of an RP group* Let your mind run free....
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A couple months ago 2 guys were fighting in a group. I stepped in and told them to knock it off. Didn't hear from the instigator after that. Just a couple weeks ago I get message from the guy.... He says I inspired him and that he took over the other guys' account, he said I'm the next 'blood sacrifice' Then says he won't kill me, I'm too valuable to the 'operation' I delete the pm The next day he says "operation" And doesn't ever message me again....
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No one PM's me.
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No horror stories but Engra's pony porn was never looked forward to.
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During a crucible match, a guy in the other team messages me, "way to go scrub, you can use a glass promontory". I reply to him telling him to relax and that its just a game, he then sends me a link to google maps which shows a picture of my neighborhood from a birds eye view...
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A guy hitting on me I will not reveal his name. And pictures. Don't ask.
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that time Solaris and MrBowTie messaged me.
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Alright then, picture this if you will: 10 to 2 AM, X, Yogi DMT, and a box of Krispy Kremes, in my "need to know" pose, just outside of Area 51. Contemplating the whole "chosen people" thing with just a flaming stealth banana split the sky like one would hope but never really expect to see in a place like this. Cutting right angle donuts on a dime and stopping right at my Birkenstocks, and me yelping... Holy -blam!-ing shit! Then the X-Files being, looking like some kind of blue-green Jackie Chan with Isabella Rossellini lips and breath that reeked of vanilla Chig Champa, Did a slow-mo Matrix descent out of the butt end of the banana vessel and hovered above my bug-eyes, my gaping jaw, and my sweaty L. Ron Hubbard upper lip and all I could think was: "I hope Uncle Martin here doesn't notice that I pissed my -blam!-in' pants." So light in his way, Like an apparition, He had me crying out, "-blam!- me, It's gotta be, Deadhead Chemistry, The blotter got right on top of me, Got me seein' E-mother-blam!-in'-T!" And after calming me down with some orange slices and some fetal spooning, E.T. revealed to me his singular purpose. He said, "You are the Chosen One, the One who will deliver the message. A message of hope for those who choose to hear it and a warning for those who do not." Me. The Chosen One? They chose me!!! And I didn't even graduate from -blam!-in' high school. You better. You better. You better. You better listen. Then he looked right through me With somniferous almond eyes. Don't even know what that means Must remember to write it down. This is so real. Like the time Dave floated away. See my heart is pounding, 'Cause this shit never happens to me. Can't breathe, right now! It was so real. Like I woke up in Wonderland. All sort of terrifying. And I don't wanna be all alone when I tell this story. And can anyone tell me why You all sound like Peanut's parents Will I ever be coming down? This is so real. Finally it's my lucky day. See my heart is racing, 'Cause this shit never happens to me. Can't breathe, right now! You believe me, don't you? Please believe what I just said, see the Dead ain't touring. And this wasn't all in my head. See they took me by the hand and invited me right in, Then they showed me something. I don't even know where to begin. Strapped down my bed. Feet cold and eyes red. I'm out my head. Am I alive, am I dead? Can't remember what they said. God damn. Shit the bed! Overwhelmed as one would be, placed in my position. Such a heavy burden now to be the one. Born to bear and read to all The details of our ending. To write it down for all the world to see. But I forgot my pen, Shit the bed again, Typical. Strapped down my bed. Feet cold and eyes red. I'm out my head. Am I alive, am I dead? Sunkist and sudafed, gyroscopes and infrared. Won't help, brain dead. Can't remember what they said. God damn. Shit the bed! I can't remember what they said to me. Can't remember what they said to make me out to be a hero! Can't remember what they said. Bob help me. Can't remember what they said. Don't know. Won't know. God damn shit the bed!
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Got a PM once from a hunter main in destiny constantly bragging about the sunbreakers getting nerfed.
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Gordon Brown when TB retired
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Asked for Elite n00ds, got a piece of paper that said "ayy lmao". Not my proudest fap.
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I've had a few people here message me in an attempt to debate comments from religion topics, but they have come off as only sort of coherent spiritual mumbo jumbo, so I've ignored it. That's about it though.