I only joined FoC because Peaky was there—and because, honestly, I was curious. There had been so much mystery, so many rumors circling that clan. I just wanted to see for myself what actually went on behind those closed gates.
The Fog of No Accountability
At first, it looked like business as usual.
There was no proper chest counter. Stella insisted “the game doesn’t allow it,” but that never sat right with me. Bodkin would drop Excel sheets mid-cycle and at the end—but they always came with a malware warning, which didn’t exactly inspire confidence.
By comparison, GoD’s counters had always been clear,
helpful, and even kind of fun. I still believe FoC’s “no counter” rule had less
to do with game mechanics and more to do with protecting themselves after that
infamous shield-drop incident.
The ancients were set at 228 to 230. The regular chest norm was 1.1B. But after all the ancients were taken down? They lowered the norm to 750M. Just like that. So everyone who had pushed and spent and pushed some more… ended up side by side with those who coasted in later, with a much easier ask.
Then there was the Three Stack queue. People were constantly accusing others of sniping. It’s becoming a bit of a sad pattern lately—when something doesn’t go right, people rush to clan chat to assign blame. K147 was no different. It was like tension was baked into the atmosphere.
And the chat… the chat was something else entirely.
Kvost and Dimrij Donskay were always at each other’s
throats. Tree, meanwhile, kept posting sexist comments day after day.
And no one stopped him. It was tolerated. That kind of energy—loud, unkind,
unchecked—makes you feel like you're walking barefoot on broken glass.
A Friendship That Grew from Nothing
But even in all that noise, something good happened.
I met Tomek. He was the only sup who was consistently kind, responsive, and human.
CMT wasn’t the official bank, but he still went out of his
way to collect the silver for me and make sure it reached the right place. That
small kindness meant a lot. It still does.
The Shadow That Followed
Unfortunately, the peace didn’t last. The stalker found his
way to FoC, too.
If you’ve read my K105 post, you know who I’m talking about.
He was part of the GoD trolls who followed me to BAD TANGO, and he hadn’t
changed. Same taunting. Same toxic energy. My mistake was not telling Stella in
advance not to take him in. I should have made that clear before joining.
CMT was the first person I confided in. I’m sure he passed
it on to Stella. I’d planned to speak to her myself, but I wasn’t sure how
she’d take it. I didn’t want her to think I was asking her to kick anyone or
making drama. I just… didn’t him to talk about me in the clan chat.
CMT thought, since she [Stella] was a woman, she’d understand. For a
moment, I thought maybe she did. Things calmed down briefly, and I guessed
she’d had a word with him.
But it didn’t last.
When Silence Becomes Complicity
Soon, he was back at it. Mocking everything I said, throwing
jabs. And Stella—she didn’t just ignore it. She encouraged it. Laughed at his
insults. I remember the words: mentally ill, Mother India, beggar, dictator,
and others I don’t even want to repeat. I wasn’t just hurt—I was exhausted.
So I left. An hour before Rag, with no backup plan. Not
because of Stella. Not even the clan, really. Just… him. The constant shadow.
The feeling that no matter where I went, he’d find a way to follow.
After I left, Stella messaged me “lol.” Then she made some sarcastic remarks about my departure, then casually suggested I go to their sub-clan. When I said no, she wanted to know where I was heading next. But honestly? I hadn’t thought that far. I just knew I needed to be somewhere else.
Drawing the Line
That’s when I made a quiet promise to myself:
From now on, I’ll speak to the recruiter first. I won’t join any clan unless I am sure he will not be accepted there.
But even that wasn’t the end of it.
He left FoC shortly after I did—and tried to follow me again. Then, he latched onto CMT and Maed, who had moved to BBX. When that didn’t work, he turned toward AoA.
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