An Entire Day Wasted
So I accomplished absolutely nothing today instead of the printmaking and painting that I should have accomplished. On the up side I did some digging into my past and discovered some things that made me happy in a nasty petty sort of way. Hehe.
Last night I was reading Jeeves and Wooster (Canon! Not Fic! So Incredibly Awesome!!!) and I felt some of my old RPG characters from highschool speak to me. Their dialogue will probably crop up here sooner or later. Anyway it made me curious about what had happened to the RPG I used to play them in. The founders were kinda flaky and not particularly good at management, but there were some really good writers in the group so I stuck around for a long time. Eventually the flaky founders kind of drifter out (they'd drift back in again occasionally) but I got made a Mod. I was an excellent Mod and did a frankly fantastic job of running the club, getting new members and establishing rules so that the sort of weird shit that went on in the beginning (both IC and OOC) wouldn't continue to happen. Eventually one of the flaky founders (newly returned from several months offline) had an argument about shit he was doing that was halting the flow of the story, and driving away new members. He didn't care about that as long as the weirder older members stayed. I ended up feeling rather powerless and unappreciated so I quit and (until today) never looked back. I knew full well that the group would collapse without me because the other leaders just sucked.
Today I found that I was quite correct in my assumption that everything would crumble without me (and my characters that made up a good half of the important ranking characters IC, although I didn't kill anyone off before I left. That was actually another reason why I quit. No one wanted to play characters in positions that needed to be played so I played them. I liked them all, but posting for 10 characters everyday so that everybody with one character had someone to interact with just became too much of a chore. RPG is supposed to be fun.) Reading through back posts I learned that it was the weird stubborn assholishness of the guy who I had quarreled with that eventually drove all the other good players away as well.
Ah my petty petty vengence is sweet. I didn't intend to waste most of today reading about my old club's downfall, I just wanted access to some character bios that were lost from my own hard drive the summer of softmore year when my motherboard crashed. I know I have them backed up on a disk somewhere, but damned if I know where it is.
Now I must go buy delicious (none Cellar) pizza for B-GLAD Movie Night!
Last night I was reading Jeeves and Wooster (Canon! Not Fic! So Incredibly Awesome!!!) and I felt some of my old RPG characters from highschool speak to me. Their dialogue will probably crop up here sooner or later. Anyway it made me curious about what had happened to the RPG I used to play them in. The founders were kinda flaky and not particularly good at management, but there were some really good writers in the group so I stuck around for a long time. Eventually the flaky founders kind of drifter out (they'd drift back in again occasionally) but I got made a Mod. I was an excellent Mod and did a frankly fantastic job of running the club, getting new members and establishing rules so that the sort of weird shit that went on in the beginning (both IC and OOC) wouldn't continue to happen. Eventually one of the flaky founders (newly returned from several months offline) had an argument about shit he was doing that was halting the flow of the story, and driving away new members. He didn't care about that as long as the weirder older members stayed. I ended up feeling rather powerless and unappreciated so I quit and (until today) never looked back. I knew full well that the group would collapse without me because the other leaders just sucked.
Today I found that I was quite correct in my assumption that everything would crumble without me (and my characters that made up a good half of the important ranking characters IC, although I didn't kill anyone off before I left. That was actually another reason why I quit. No one wanted to play characters in positions that needed to be played so I played them. I liked them all, but posting for 10 characters everyday so that everybody with one character had someone to interact with just became too much of a chore. RPG is supposed to be fun.) Reading through back posts I learned that it was the weird stubborn assholishness of the guy who I had quarreled with that eventually drove all the other good players away as well.
Ah my petty petty vengence is sweet. I didn't intend to waste most of today reading about my old club's downfall, I just wanted access to some character bios that were lost from my own hard drive the summer of softmore year when my motherboard crashed. I know I have them backed up on a disk somewhere, but damned if I know where it is.
Now I must go buy delicious (none Cellar) pizza for B-GLAD Movie Night!