And the number thing - That totally happened.
That was an awesome man-up moment that made me think "I could easily end up liking these guys" and "maybe we all just got off on the wrong foot". Hacker and I talked about it, and we came to that conclusion.
So I came to the next tournament, in a good mood, totally not caring about how things were last week.
"This is a good day".
You guys were cool, smash players were fun to talk to, but talking to or making random jokes to anyone but Steve was met the same way:
I still didn't care! This was miles above how BBtG was, and the fact that there were other random people to shoot the shit with didn't hurt.
So I tried to invite you guys to come and eat, chill, and have fun at any food place, which was me going the extra step and trying to have a local forum where we could talk, joke around, have fun, and get to know each other past whatever our differences were.
My annoyance with BBtG was by then completely forgotten and squashed, and I treated you like I'd treat any friend in any gaming community I've ever met. Cause no matter what community, when you all sit down and make jokes and talk about random stuff and have run while eating, it all differences fade into nothing.
Half an hour later, you came back with food for you and your boys.
That, my friend, was when I knew this wasn't just any gaming community.
This was Melty Blood. I was honestly more pissed at that moment than any other in the MB scene.
But unlike how I lashed out the first time, I just took my leave afterwards.
Then I went on here and explained how it all that made me feel.
Sorry for any previous confusion.
And apologies for acting how I did.
Guess it wasn't as big to you as it was to me.
So I'm [dropping] it.