Asklemmy

Not actually me, but in the middle of a raid when one of two brothers in the raid force suddenly typed "Got to go, yacht sinking" and they both logged out. (Not a terrible reason though)

Mouse was seen in the house and it was my job to deal with them. Luckily it was near the end of the match so it wasn't so bad.

Not me but my brother although I was involved.

It was ~2003 and I had spent the summer working to get an eMachine to play Diablo II and Everquest on. My older brother would play on it while I was working, which I was fine with, but then would refuse to get off when I came home. One specific time he was being exceptionally annoying and I had a pack of chocolate covered pretzel rods in my hand I got from work and decided to retaliate. He was so immersed in the game he was leaning forward on the stool I used as a computer chair. You know how jeans will pucker out a bit when you're sitting and leaning forward?

With the hand of a surgeon I gently slotted a single pretzel rod into the exposed crack of his ass. He didn't notice at all. How? I have no idea to this day. I laid on my bed and waited for him to notice but 10 minutes passed as the chocolate melted and the pretzel rod integrated itself into my brother ass crack. Every time he moved it slid slightly further. At one point he re-positioned himself on the stool and I heard it break in half and, even then, he was completely unaware.

I started dying laughing because it was so absurd that he didn't realize and at this point it wasn't even visible. He asked me why I was laughing and I kept telling him "you wouldn't believe me if I told you." He started demanding to know and eventually I said, "you have a chocolate covered pretzel in your ass." He thought I was just being annoying and talking nonsense but I just kept repeating it between bouts of laughter.


Eventually he got so mad he stood up and I saw the grim realization hit him that he did, indeed, have a chocolate covered pretzel in his ass crack. He was immediately irate and went to chase me but as very few people know it is hard to run with a chocolate covered pretzel slotted like a credit card between your ass cheeks. He yelled for my parents who both ran into the room and I got to see him try and tell them that I had put a chocolate covered pretzel into his ass crack and then them ask the obvious question, "how does someone do that and not realize?"


He had no answers. He had only his impotent rage and a chocolate covered pretzel in his ass crack. I had my computer back and was later beaten, but I knew I had struck a devastating psychological blow that still exists to this day.

No so much quitting, but I got booted because my cat killed my whole team.

It was back when I was playing Call of Duty, and it was in hardcore mode where it allowed friendly fire, but within limits. If you accidentally shot a team-mate you'd usually be okay (although they'd have some choice words for you on the team chat), but if you went around massacring your team-mates you'd get auto-booted. Anyway, we were in a situation where the whole team was hiding behind a wall, getting ready to take on someone who was hiding and being particularly troublesome. I was about to throw a grenade at them so my finger was hovering over the button, and my cat happened to walk past and rub himself on my hand because he wanted pets. He head-butted my finger, which made me throw a grenade right at my own feet, followed by an explosion and the game ending, at least for me.

I didn't get a chance to explain myself, so I wonder what everyone else thought I was up to lol.

The power button was too close to my foot

I was also the host

Someone picked up the phone

9/11

Found out about it during the in game chat.

Last year when cyclone Chido hit, I was playing Fortnite with my friend. Suddenly the ping went through the roof and an instant later the power was gone. We watched the lagoon swell for another hour before the wind really hit. Just now realizing I haven't fired up Fortnite ever since

I was playing EverQuest and that game was relentless. You never got a break from it.

Anyway I had to quit in the middle of a dungeon crawl as my Son’s best friend’s dad was killed in a Motor-cycle wreck.

Came in thinking this thread would be full of laughs like the guy who almost shit himself. Thread ended up being much sadder.

I was also going to say it was poop related

My dog started shitting blood.

Mom told me to pause it /s

I always quit midgame, because in windows, whenever my laptop over heats, windows fails to smoothly throttle and the game starts running on less than 1 fps.
even the windows UI runs slow.

To fix the issue, I reset windows for the third time now, hopefully it fixes it self.

EDIT: This issue isnt software issue, because linux doesnt suffer from this

Diarrhea

Gunshots next door

My old Vista machine blue-screened mid-gameplay many years ago, and the computer was completely corrupted (would only boot in Safe Mode).