I played D&D 4e with a group of childhood friends for a few years in college. One of them was bipolar. Anyways we had been playing 4e for two years. New campaign. We were using character builder, which spat out our damage damage for us in the following notation:

X[w] + Stat

For those who don’t know, 4e made use of “Powers” which are basically spells as you might think of how those function in 5e. Martial classes bought a weapon, which was a series of properties that carried over through out all your powers. That notates as [w], so the longsword has [w]= 1d8. Powers vary in how powerful they were. Each class has At-will, encounter, and Dailys… similar in function to short and long rest recharging abilities. My point is that encounters or dailys might do 2[w] or 3[w] or 4[w]. Use a longsword with Villain’s Menace and its 3d8. Then add your strength.

He saw 1[d8] + 5

My friend rolled his damage. He saw the +5 noted for his strength, and then he forgot it was for that and added 5 again.

So he rolled 1d8 +5 +5

I told him he only added 5 once. This blossomed into an argument which carried on for an hour. He went home. And then the next day he sent me over 2000 words on facebooks in threats and death messages.

A week later, he messaged me again, and noted that I was right. He apologized. And then he told me I could have been less of an asshole.

I was talking with a girl. Absolutely just talking, nothing else, not trying to get anywhere with her. Still got a “I’ll kill ya” from a guy I did not know, who supposedly was her boyfriend.

Didn’t turn out well. I learned not much later that she kicked him out for being permanently jealous.

Nobody ever had strong enough feelings for me to either send me love letter or death threats

Dark Wood Grain Ring + Darkmoon Blade + Shotel

I wrote a “this is more of the same but with minor tweaks and window dressing” review of a CoD game in like 2010/11

Scoring more goals than them in Rocket League

I made a PR/commit to to a foss android kernel for ‘tap to wake’ ported from fork to another model. I fully attributed where and who and complied with the GPL. The guy lost his shit and threatened my very existence, over around 20 lines of code.

My biological brother: for basicly all the time when i argue against him and prove him wrong. Last time: for showing him with litteral math that salt water does not take longer to boil!

I had closed the gate to my checkout, turned out the light, wiped everything down, took my till out and had walked away a bit when I saw a customer start loading his groceries on the now-abandoned belt.

i walked back to try to help by simply saying, “Sorry man, that checkout is closed, you’ll have to go a few up to get through.”

I went upstairs, counted my till and posted my results, got my stuff and went to leave.

Suddenly my bosses are on me checking if I’m okay, and I’m being escorted off-site by security for my safety.

Apparently the man was not appreciative, went to the managers and told them he was going to wait for me outside so he could run me over…

I was hired for a job some guy had been fired from several years earlier. There had been at least one other person in the position after him and before me. But for some reason he found out about me, decided I was a problem, and I had to get escorted to and from my car in the employee parking and the building each day for a couple of weeks until he lost interest.

And more pedestrian yet depressing, the stereotypical: I politely declined unwanted advances from a strange man in a bar, strange man promptly lost all emotional control and proved I made the right decision.

Is it common for people to get death threats?

Or at least get enough that you can start ranking them by category?

Maybe I’m just lucky.

I was openly an atheist in highschool (early 2000s). Death threats weren’t sent, they were spoken to my face

Facebook: Got comments from by wife’s brother and his friends about God’s blessing and such being responsible for her pregnancy.

“It’s 2013. We have a pretty solid handle on how a woman gets pregnant, and there’s no god in the explanation.”

Of my fuck they exploded. “I’ll fucking kill you!” “Best not come back to this town!” So it goes.

I was working for an ISP and sent one of our customers a warning about harassing people via email. He switched to me instead. It escalated up the chain to my manager’s manager, who called the customer’s dad because he was 14. Dad got him under control, because the alternative was to lose his phone service for 12 months.

A year later, the kid contacted me again to say I should give him a job, because I’m an incompetent fuck and users shouldn’t have to put up with me. Would you be surprised to learn we didn’t hire him?

Every few years I stalk his blog to see what he’s been up to. There’s usually a couple more arrests to add to the tally, but like always they weren’t his fault, because someone provoked him!

I once had a conversation about economics with a different person. Just something clicked in some other guy and sent them down a spiral.