Back in '99 when I was 15 years old, I was in a leveling guild and there was one particular member who was an annoyance to everyone. One day he told me that his brother has a 50 druid (max level), and tells me that for every hour I PL him (with his brother's druid) that he would PL me for an hour. I PL the kid for 2 h, then when it was his turn to PL me he had to log off and he tells me he'd PL me later. A few days later the kid comes back, asks me to PL him again. I tell him that he should PL me first since he still owes me 2 h of PLing. He promised me that if I PLed him for 1 h, that he would PL me for 6 h total. I agree, and after 1 h he keeps begging me to PL him more. At that point, I realized this guy probably wasn't going to PL me at all and I told him I had to log off. Every time he was online for the next two weeks I asked him to PL me for the 6 h he owed me; every time he had some lame excuse for why he couldn't.
So one day, I logged over to his brother's druid stole all his gear (I remember GEBs being his best item), equiped my necro with what I could use, and gave the rest away. The kid never knew what happened; apparently he gave his brother's name/pass out to a LOT of people.
A couple weeks later, it sunk in that I stole the gear from an innocent bystander who's only mistake was trusting his little twerp of a brother. When I went to transfer the stuff I still had back to the druid, the password on the account had been changed. I didn't want to just give it back to him, because I was afraid that if they found out it was me that I'd get banned. But I also felt an incredible amount of guilt. So, the next time I died, I didn't loot any of the stolen items off my corpse and I let them rot.
I still feel guilty when I think about it. :/
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