Dropped in on Vormav and the game went pretty smooth. Stuck around for another one and the host set it to London. It ended up being Reapers. x3 Drone Escorts, of course Vormav and I were the only ones who cared to escort the Drones each time. On Wave 10, the host went down right away, and didn't gel. Vormav got grabbed by a Banshee, as I was occupied taking out Ravagers during our trip across the center of the map. Pug 4 was a Drell Infiltrator, so I now had all the aggro from all of the things. Every Ravager turned their attention to me, and I went down almost instantly. Banshees were waiting to grab me as I gelled.
The Drell Infiltrator was now the only one left alive. Vormav and I had gotten the Drone to within 20 feet of the goal, so the Drell got cocky and spent the next 3 minutes scorewhoring. He went from 4th place all the way up to 2nd, but used up all of his missiles in the process. With 17 seconds to go, he finally got into the Escort Circle, but so did every Brute and Banshee. My texted "LOOOOOOOOOOOOOL" was nicely visible against the dark red background of failure.
Back in the lobby, Vormav left without hesitation. I stuck around long enough to help the host votekick the Drell, then I left as soon as he was kicked.
He never even made it to the top of the scoreboard. What a sucky scorewhore.