At 3am last night, I was hardcore gaming in Overwatch. My genji play was sparkling, just like my platinum border gold rank profile. All was good, until one fateful game. My glorious 1v6 blade was stopped, and I saw in the killcam my Ana missing shots all around me, as if trying to complete a genji-shaped connect the dots puzzle. Through voicechat, I murmured: "Hey Ana, do you think you could heal m-" Immediately I knew I had made a mistake. A cold wind whistled throughout my house. All of a sudden, my ceiling collapsed as EvilToaster piledrived through. I realised his dedicated training had allowed him to incorporate abilities from the game into real-life. I was Halted away from my computer desk towards him, so close I could see my shaking reflection in his thick glasses. "Hey bud, do ya think you could tone down on the toxicity a little?" He asked, in a voice so deep it shook my walls and alerted whales thousands of miles away. "S-sure," I stammered out, sweating like a GM west-coaster when they realise they've been put into a game with 90 ping. "I appreciate it bud, just tryin' to make a more positive community for everyone. I figure this is a better way than calling people out on twitter." With his mission complete, he grappled out, leaving voice chat and a Kool aid man-esque shape in my wall. I hope everyone learns from my mistake and is never toxic again. Thank you for reading.