I was griefed off of blue by bindcamping twinks, and it's the only reason I'm here now. They would just sit there, at my bind, and whenever I spawned naked they would all point and laugh
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There are gnomes making the /point emote haunting my dreams to this day. I think I'm making some good progress in therapy, but I still can't take all of my clothes off even to shower. It's a real psychological disorder; there are literally dozens of us.