I think those people are the same people that grow up to play shadow run, and they tell their friend: "It's okay, you've got a body of like 12. go charge the six cop cars. you'll be fine."
but perhaps that's just me.
in the more 'real life' situations, that would merit a "Blue Falcon" award.
for those of you not familiar with the blue falcon, or B-F for short, it mostly has something to do with treating your Buddy in a certan way. mostly, any way that F***s them over the coals.
like this:
A buddy of mine asks me to go to a house. no big deal. supposedly there's a guy at this house. and the guy has some information that he needs to finish a report. this is a bit odd, as I assume that any information I could pick up in person he could pick up over the phone. information is not normally HEAVY in that regard, but: he's a buddy, so I proceed to the house.
what he didn't tell me:
This individual had no information.
He had kissed off this report completely, and had no information himself.
This individual wanted a report quite badly.
So, I go to the house, smile, and knock on the door. I'm greeted by the aforementioned guy. He's quite happy to see me. and has me 'come along with him' across the street.
again. odd. wasn't I suppose to get information? why would he keep his information at someone else's house? but... it was a buddy request. and it is only across the street.
a lady answers the door. she's upset with this guy for being here.
they proceed to swear and yell at each other, for the better part of 15 minutes.
with me, trying to keep them apart.
after I get them separated, I spend another 10 minutes trying to figure out what information I was sent there to get, before I found out that the lady's friend backed into the guy's car and took off. the lady didn't want to roll over on her friend, and that made the guy angry at the lady.
he won the Blue Falcon award that day.
-RuskiFace the Pirate
