We are here and still the same/It's you that has become the joke
So Shelly and I officially closed This Underworld yesterday. That's right, we closed it. However, we did not kill it. You did. You killed it with your bad smut, you choked the life and ingenuity out of that game with your horrendous slash. Yes, I am just going to come right out and say it -- your trash was the reason we left, your poor writing the reason our muses would no longer work with us for that game. That is why I created Behind Walls Of Glass. Shelly and I did not kill the game; we just buried it. Not to mention that we left it months ago. We stopped posting in it months ago. When you're home alone, you don't normally go running at full-tilt about the house with scissors. And if you do, then you are a moron. I'm sorry, but there's no polite way to say it. When the moderators of a game stop playing in it, usually it's a sign that the game is dead and out of respect for their abscence, you take your shit elsewhere. If it's a game idea that's been recycled over and over and over again, as the idea for TUW was and is, you can rip it off all you want. Nobody cares. I still find it slightly... interesting how Devi and Arielle came to me about their new Underworld game instead of Shelly. Shelly created TUW and she did all of the legwork when it came to promoting it and setting up the rules and the summary on the game's plot. For all intents and purposes, it was her game, not mine. I simply helped with its upkeep. She made it after Dark Underworld died out, which was made after there were so many grievances with LotR Underworld. Though I was surprised that Ari and Devi talked to me about the game and not Shelly, I wasn't angry. I was perfectly fine with it, I even made them a layout. Don't believe me? Check their layout credit at the bottom of their IC community's user info page. My nickname, my name is on there.
Yesterday I ventured back over to the TUW community, which I had considered a graveyard since Decemeber of last year, to look at some old journals. I noticed then that we had a new player. Hmm, fascinating. Especially when you consider that neither Shelly nor I had ever heard of this person, nor had we approved them for membership. Infringing on someone else's territory is neither polite nor practical and that, my dear friends, is why we decided to officially close the community. Clearly, you couldn't grasp the concept that the game was indeed dead and if you wanted to talk about a resurrection, you should have talked to Shelly about it. And if you didn't want to talk to us about it, then you should've made your own game. The Awakened was up, why could you simply not move over there? It's what we did with BWoG and it's what we are continuing to do. Dandi, you even brought Alex from TUW to BWoG. BWoG is not a side game of TUW. It is separate. Only the muses have stayed the same, and even then, a lot of them have changed drastically. In the rules, it clearly states that BWoG takes place ten years after TUW. Of course there is change. The games are and have always been different concepts.
And now we come to the part that's... a little difficult for me to do: Alex is out of BWoG. I am not going to let this one slide. I let you join with him because I trusted you. I trusted that you would follow my rules and, you know, actually do more than just bad smut. You started a log with me, but haven't bothered IM'ing me to finish it. You started logs with Mandy, but haven't bothered to finish those either. Yes, you've updated. Grand. But if you were having other problems, you could have e-mailed us. Shelly and I ask that of everyone in the game, it is in the rules. You should have known better. However, those aren't the reasons I am throwing you out. I am throwing you out because of your comments on my farewell post. The answer is no. We are not going to help you with this. Know why? Because you commented twice in the same two hours and then went and bitched on your journals. Did you not think I didn't get the first comment? I'm sorry if I can't jump to your every whim, I do have a life outside of the games. You've all but attacked us personally and, frankly, I don't care if you're crying, I am standing up for Shelly and me on this matter. You didn't care when we lost our pups, when they were drowned because of your poorly written slash, you didn't care to ask us where they or we had went when we stopped playing in TUW, therefore, we don't care about you or yours. You are rude, inconsiderate, and melodramatic. Thus, you can go to hell for all I care. You have until Monday, 10 a.m. PST, to get whatever you need out of the community and then I am removing your journals. If you can't do it by then, e-mail me, IM me, whatever... just let me know and I will get everything for you.
As a side note: about your new little game... darlings, I hope you don't honestly believe that you're sticking it to us with that. You killed our game with your "storylines", so you'll probably wind up killing yours too. We're just thankful a hundred times over that you've brought your flat, static, oversexed pups to a new haven where we will never be subjected to them, because, truthfully, we are sick of being spammed with the idiocy you call writing and plot. I'm only bothering to write about it here in hopes that you will take the hint and work on your "style" of writing.
I have said all that I have wanted to say, so now I will relinquish the soapbox. Fuck you very much, this subject has officially been dropped.
Yesterday I ventured back over to the TUW community, which I had considered a graveyard since Decemeber of last year, to look at some old journals. I noticed then that we had a new player. Hmm, fascinating. Especially when you consider that neither Shelly nor I had ever heard of this person, nor had we approved them for membership. Infringing on someone else's territory is neither polite nor practical and that, my dear friends, is why we decided to officially close the community. Clearly, you couldn't grasp the concept that the game was indeed dead and if you wanted to talk about a resurrection, you should have talked to Shelly about it. And if you didn't want to talk to us about it, then you should've made your own game. The Awakened was up, why could you simply not move over there? It's what we did with BWoG and it's what we are continuing to do. Dandi, you even brought Alex from TUW to BWoG. BWoG is not a side game of TUW. It is separate. Only the muses have stayed the same, and even then, a lot of them have changed drastically. In the rules, it clearly states that BWoG takes place ten years after TUW. Of course there is change. The games are and have always been different concepts.
And now we come to the part that's... a little difficult for me to do: Alex is out of BWoG. I am not going to let this one slide. I let you join with him because I trusted you. I trusted that you would follow my rules and, you know, actually do more than just bad smut. You started a log with me, but haven't bothered IM'ing me to finish it. You started logs with Mandy, but haven't bothered to finish those either. Yes, you've updated. Grand. But if you were having other problems, you could have e-mailed us. Shelly and I ask that of everyone in the game, it is in the rules. You should have known better. However, those aren't the reasons I am throwing you out. I am throwing you out because of your comments on my farewell post. The answer is no. We are not going to help you with this. Know why? Because you commented twice in the same two hours and then went and bitched on your journals. Did you not think I didn't get the first comment? I'm sorry if I can't jump to your every whim, I do have a life outside of the games. You've all but attacked us personally and, frankly, I don't care if you're crying, I am standing up for Shelly and me on this matter. You didn't care when we lost our pups, when they were drowned because of your poorly written slash, you didn't care to ask us where they or we had went when we stopped playing in TUW, therefore, we don't care about you or yours. You are rude, inconsiderate, and melodramatic. Thus, you can go to hell for all I care. You have until Monday, 10 a.m. PST, to get whatever you need out of the community and then I am removing your journals. If you can't do it by then, e-mail me, IM me, whatever... just let me know and I will get everything for you.
As a side note: about your new little game... darlings, I hope you don't honestly believe that you're sticking it to us with that. You killed our game with your "storylines", so you'll probably wind up killing yours too. We're just thankful a hundred times over that you've brought your flat, static, oversexed pups to a new haven where we will never be subjected to them, because, truthfully, we are sick of being spammed with the idiocy you call writing and plot. I'm only bothering to write about it here in hopes that you will take the hint and work on your "style" of writing.
I have said all that I have wanted to say, so now I will relinquish the soapbox. Fuck you very much, this subject has officially been dropped.