Something is terribly amiss in GTA Online. The symptoms are obvious, the populace has gone violently insane and countless players are suffering from unprovoked attacks. It's anarchy, it's chaos. But the cause is unknown — could it be a conscious design decision or a terrible bug?
Reports of this plague have cropped up on all kinds of outlets, ranging from community forums such as Reddit to news sites like Kotaku. The earliest infection is thought to have happened as long ago as right after the release of the Bikers DLC update for GTA Online. Millions of $GTA are being lost due to the brutality. The end is nigh!
Or, at the very least, it sure seems like it for some people. Based on a handful of gifs, videos and personal accounts, something happened to the NPC AI in GTA Online turning the PEDs and drivers into violent psychopaths who just won't have any of this Import/Export nonsense the players are making a killing with.
So, you want to deliver a car without any damage? You might as well perform auto-fornication if you ask the NPCs. These programmed masses of ones and zeroes will do everything in their meek virtual power to add as many numbers to your repair cost as they possibly can before meeting their inevitable demise.
The evidence of this aggressive behavior is as troubling as it is hilarious. From otherwise peaceful-looking cars performing break-neck maneuvers simply to ram the shit out of a player delivering an imported vehicle all the way to NPC driver doing several 8-turns just to slightly nudge an AFK player over, there are all kinds of odd displays of road-rage floating about.
In some cases, vehicles far ahead on the highway will take a completely illegal turn, off their projected course, with perfect mathematical precision in order to knock your ass into a rail or oncoming traffic. In other cases, simply sitting in a car and not moving is enough to trigger these bastards, compelling them to bust right into your side like they're southern baptists and your number plate is 666.
Sometimes the freaks will gang right up on you, outright competing on who's first to knock you off course. In other cases they cooperate, working together strategically to box you in while delivering the killing blow from the side — granted, in the least elegant and entirely uncoordinated way possible.













