Because people whine and Bungie changes shit due to "frustrations". If everybody would just suck it the -blam!- up and play they wouldn't be "nerfing and balancing" everything. Everytime there's a complain post, it's crucible related. Everytime there's changes, it's because of crucible. I think its time we just accepted some stuff, like: *Shotguns are gonna kill you if you're even remotely close. *It ain't SBMM lagging every single time. It's your shitty McDonald's Wi-Fi. *Sweaty? Maybe look at it like weight classes. Just pick up the damn controller and play. If you can't handle sweat, go play Mario or CoD or whatever people say they play when they storm off from Destiny. *We can't bitch about snipers being OP then immediately bitch when they fix it. Only in-laws do this shit. *Your favorite grenade will eventually get nerfed. Learn to use the other one. *Yes. Matador and Palindrome just killed you again. They work. People are probably gonna use a gun that works well. Either get back up and go shut em up, or go patrol the cosmodrome. *Every super is OP. Shut up. A super is going to kill you. At least once a match. And yes, it has the ability to shut down your shitty OP super. *If you're going to go "play Overwatch and Battlefield instead" then just go. Stop telling us about it. No one cares enough to get in a "Nuh-uh! Destiny much bettew than that game, membie?" battle with you. Bye. *At one time, Universal Remote was a piece of shit. Then they nerfed shot package and a thousand other things. Uni Remote is OP. This is what happens. Nothing's OP until they nerf something else you love because snowflakes wanna win all the time. *Don't get close to a Titan. I mean we shouldn't be allowed to bitch that "Titans ain't real tanks" or whatever, then immediately bitch when they straight up roll over us. *Nothing is ever gonna be fair. Because humans are turds. Humans develope Destiny, and they are turds too, capable of making mistakes or not catering to wimps. Turds will also play crucible and cheat, then teabag your ghost. So what. Welcome to life. *Who cares. No one. That's who. Play the game or don't. But we get nowhere at all by waving our sandy vaginas in each other's faces complaining about some "I didn't do sa good at tha crucible tuh-day".