I'm on Tatooine in the Harbinger server (on my lvl 47 shadow tank), going through instances trying to find Trapjaw because I need to kill him for the achievement and Weekly.
I find him in Instance 1, but there's an Imp ops group getting ready to go. I'm the only Repub there.
We're standing around waving and dancing and stuff. That's when I decide that on New Year's Eve 2013, I am destined to be the most cold-hearted bastard in SWTOR.
With no real hope of winning a solo fight, I activate the skull and summon Trapjaw.
After a few seconds I realize I'm not fighting alone. The imps, as confused as they must be, are helping me. Some of them must believe that their Ops leader summoned Trapjaw. Surely no one could be so bold, so stupid, so evil to do what they think just happened.
They help me kill the WB I stole from under their noses.
We finish off Trapjaw. I take a bow, then make a fatal mistake. There's a level 25 imp flagged for PvP. I forget that if I attack him, I get flagged for PvP for everyone. It's the quickest, sweetest death I have ever had.
Somewhere out there, there is a group of Imps that will never forgive.
And they will never forget. And neither will I.