There's a point where you go so overboard with trying to poison the well that you make yourself obvious.
For brevity's sake I'm going to leave out all the cloak-and-dagger stuff that happened during and around all this. It'd take so much background knowledge to make sense of it that we'd be here all day.
Fuck, even right now it's like "where do I begin?"
Alright, so a couple years ago I'm doing the gamergay thing. I get to know a lot of people and work on a lot of projects. The media libels us daily with crazy shit and makes a huge strawman out of us but we're taking journalist heads left and right and things are good. We've got a big board on Fullchan, the second board we had there, because the idiot who ran the first one destroyed it.
So the guy who runs the second one is spending a lot of time hanging out with trolls and just kind of turning into an asshole. This happened to a lot of people, a sort of "burnout syndrome" that usually resulted in varying levels of disaster. On a paranoid whim I make a board of my own just in case things go south and we need a new place fast. Two days later, things went south when the board owner gave the keys to a troll group he was friends with and they sacked the place. Some shit happens and I wind up running the new replacement board. All is good for a while.
So here's where things get stupid. I have to tell you about "the cabal." Their name for it, not mine. This was a secret club of assholes that sprang from GGs IRC. They had a habit of inviting anybody important, like website admins or board owners or diggers into their group and they had e-celebrities and some number of followers in their corner. I was invited and declined twice because the guys who wrecked the old boards had been part of their group and I considered the whole idea to be AIDS.
Since I wouldn't play ball, they took to running roughshod over our board. Lots of spam and drama and goading people, just bullshit that went on for a while until I noticed that a bunch of people were leaving the board over it. Said fuck it, made a big deal out of it and banned all of them alongside some other well-known trolls like Swami. They went off to make their own board with blackjack and hookers and things were good again for a while.
About 4-5 months after this they decided to get payback by doxing me. They later claimed that someone from Opchan had helped them do it, just as an aside. They called my old job trying to get me fired, took out fake backpage ads using my info, and sent a bunch of reports to ATF, the FBI, and my local PD that I had lots of "illegal" guns in my home and shop and was threatening a nearby school. PD and ATF both asked me what the fuck was going on, so I just showed them the raid threads, the IRC chatlogs, and the social media accounts where the retards were gloating about it all. They tell me to go to the FBI with it because its a cybercrime thing. I do and wind up meeting an old friend there.
FBI's already heard about it because they got the same reports. I give the FBI everything I have on the "cabal" including a video where one of them takes responsibility for the raid and some of their dox that I collected, then wait a couple weeks and make it public that I did so, calling several out by name. They pissed and shit themselves all over the boards and social media for weeks and their board died in the aftermath alongside mine. Their resulting pussyhurt is so limitless that to this day, almost 2 entire years later, they're still mad and take any chance they can get to talk about me, and will use any accusation of any kind that they think might stick with whatever audience is listening.