About messaging, I`ve told some to "take a pill" or "chill down kid" to see if they are griefers or just a bit high on blood sugar. While most ignores, some replys ans apologizes. Had a longer chat with some east-european guy who showed to be nice.
btw, I have seven(!) different microsoft-accounts & charecters, wery different types. If one of them ends up in a mess I`ll just jump to one of the others. One of my characters is a younger female, and this character gets picked on a lot moore than the others. Poor girl, she is named Molly O`Shea btw.
Was up in Valentine the other night to see the butcher. Played as my norwegian woodsman, tall silent type. As usual, there was shooting, streets was full of dead bodys, like a warscene. I did my things and went down towards the postoffice when I was shot by one of the four red dots. Respawned and collected my post but since I had some spare time I decided to give those griefers a little paypack. The woodsman has only a (Krag-Joergensen norwegian patent 1887) bolt action rifle so I had to pick my ground wisely. The griefers had shot their way out of Valentine and continued their party near Dakota river by now. I approached them, hided behind a rock and shot down two-three of them in a close range battle. While they recovered and regrouped I jumped my horse to find a good place to meet them. Crossed the field back up to Valentine until I was out of range even for the bolt action, and then when they came up against me I could just pick them, one by one. As I expected, those troublemakers was armed for a close range fight.
Felt a bit good there and then but I won`t let such troublemakesrs influence my gaming too much. Took a fast-travel to Saint Denis aand had a drink there before I went to bed.