They are gone now - but the two Rockstar seasons, Rockstar INXS and Rockstar Supernova had fans that needed rabies shots. There were accusations, arguments, flame wars and every other type of bad behaviour. Some of it was so bad that the mods deleted entire threads and might have to do the same after a few days. There was a group of people so traumatized by it that they started a separate forum where membership was by invitation only. One of the originators of the forum was a man who lived about six miles west of me in Mississauga, just west of Toronto. He was accused of trying to entice a woman on the board of moving in with him, even though she was a single mother who lived in Auckland NZ! I did get invited to that new forum and joined, but I never had a problem with bad behaviour on the net and sometimes I gave as good as I got.
One of them was a guy named Levin who was always starting new threads extolling Lukas Rossi (the eventual winner on Rockstar Supernova). He would blast anyone who supported any of the other contestants, and I was a supporter of Storm Large. After one blast from Levin, I wrote back a little "fan" fiction:
"Levin’s (Almost) Girlfriend
Levin lives near a nightclub, but he rarely goes there since he has become well-known to the girls who are regulars there, and they can’t stand him. But he checks it out every once in a while for new girls and one night, a new girl arrived on the same night Levin decided to go there. But this girl was a real Amazon, pretty, but six feet tall with muscles like a lumberjack.
One of the girls at the dance hall took a look at her and said to her girlfriend who was also there, “I’ve seen her before – isn’t she a roller derby queen?”
Her friend said, “I thought she was a wrestler.”
Then they saw Levin walking up toward her. One girl said, “Maybe we should warn him – she is not someone you want to annoy.”
Her friend said, “But it’s Levin – let nature take its course. If she likes him, that gets him out of here. If she doesn’t…” They looked at each other with evil grins.
To their surprise, the Amazon left with Levin. He asked her to go home with him. On the way home, she said, “You know, I’m a wrestler.”
Levin said, “Yeah, but you wrestle girls. How hard can that be?”
The girl said, “I think you’d get a real education if you fought me.” She wasn’t expecting him to take her up on it, but Levin gave her a punch to the arm. She was surprised to think anyone would be stupid enough to start a fight with her, so she punched him back with a blow that bruised one of his ribs and knocked the wind out of him.
She said, “Your arm muscles are like overcooked spaghetti. I could flatten you if I wanted and you couldn’t hurt me.”
Levin was enraged. This… this girl was saying she was stronger than him! They happened to be walking by a road construction site where a truck was dumping hot tar on the asphalt, so he caught her off guard and tripped her right onto the street and she landed in hot tar that burned her hands. She lost it. Levin started running away. “What kind of moron are you?” she said as she caught up to Levin, flattened him down on the sidewalk. “You couldn’t hurt me in a fair fight, so this is what you do?” She had Levin crumpled up in a ball so he couldn’t move. “I want you to apologize!”
Levin said, “Don’t hurt me – I’m sorry I punched you.”
She said, “I don’t care about you punching me – I hardly felt it. I want you to apologize for burning me – the punch didn’t hurt, but tar did. So say it – say you’re sorry tar did.”
Levin said, “I am sorry tar did.”
The Amazon said, “Say it three times fast.”
Levin said, “I am sorry tar did! I am sorry tar did. I am so retarded!”
The Amazon let him up and he was never seen in that nightclub again."
