Good evening assholes! My name is Ttam. For those who don’t know, I’m socially disabled and I can’t judge what is socially accepted very well. I use a Tron suit to get around because I feel so much cooler than half of the people that are running around downtown. Throughout my life, I’ve dealt with a bunch of people who think it is in some way funny to screw around with my Tron suit. Before I start chewing them out, I have to get this off my chest. The very fact that I’ve dealt with this crap long enough for me to get off my usually lazy ass and type up a rant for drakegta.com is to be frank, seriously disturbing. That means that there are enough people who can’t respect personal property in the world to cause me to type this up and pray that it meets Darian rake’s standards. There are no words in any human language that can adequately convey the degree to which this pisses me off. All of this shit should be common sense. Since it isn’t, I’ll start with the basics. A Tron suit is a fashion device. It isn’t a toy and I do not like people messing around with it. Before you start acting like my mother and say “They’re just playing around,” please read the next few lines very closely. In addition to the fact that I absolutely NEED it to look cool, a Tron suit is expensive as holy hell. A new one can cost about as much as a used fucking car. Repairs can often cost thousands of dollars. If you think it is funny to fuck around with Tron suits, get off your ass and buy your own. If you can’t afford it here are some basic rules. (continue reading…)