What Scoots originally thought was a shorter word for "Conversation." It originates from Diablo 2 during a long EXP-Adventure run in the Act 2 Deserts, after I was IMed by a winmen and couldn't assist in fighting for an unknown period of time (because winmen like to talk for hours upon hours and telling them you were in the middle of a game with Scoots results in a devastating blow from the Relationship Banhammer.)
Scoots: ALRIGHT CHUMS UP! LEZ DO DIS!1!1!1!1!11! (Scoots instantly dies)
Scoots: Fisk! Dammit LoRes!111!one Where in the name of Wirt were you while I was defeending U"re honOUR!1onepointone
Scoots: Alright, just stay there and I'll come back and get my bod--(Scoots dies) FISK!!@ I can't get my armor back because I need it to run to get to my body!
LoRes: BACK. Sorry, I was in a winmen convoy. Fisking comblitching.... I signed off to make it look like I crashed though. Did I miss anything?
Soots: (Sigh)... No.