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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Rune" data-source="post: 2558621" data-attributes="member: 67">It's just not a proper rant, unless I appear. Or so I feel at least. I've been reading through this thread because a friend sent it to me, and I see alot of good points, and I see alot of bad points. Although for the most part all I seem to be doing is wondering when we left Earth and travelled to that great city in the sky, where everything is good and clean, all is well, and everybody is kind, a practical elysium of friendliness. The city of virtues to which I speak? Care-a-lot, acenstral home of those loveable critters known as Care-Bears. I'm sure you're now thinking that poor Rune has finally lost it, and flipped his lid, lost his rocker, one beer short of a six pack, not the fastest gazelle in the herd, or any other amusing notion you might like to relate to me being not quite all there. I assure you though, I have a point i'm about to make.Though as usual, I like to dance around the point, so i'll paint you a little picture, and I hope it makes everything somewhat easier to understand. The basis here is of course, that this is a community, an RPG community if you will. So, instead of an RPG community, lets make it a rural community or something, filled with lots of little houses. You being new to the area move into a nice little house of your own, you have many neighbors. You attend the little community social gatherings, like the local weekend barbecue. When there some of your neighbors talk to you and make you feel welcome, others really just don't bother, or even look your way. Do you feel alienated and make it your quest to have revenge on these people for not giving you the attention and respect you so obviously deserve? No, because that would be a senseless waste of time, that would undoubtedly result in a movie staring Chevy Chase. Instead you could get over it, realizing that if they don't want to talk to you, it's not their problem. Not everybody always gets along. If you really feel the need to make contact and try to be happy happy joy joy with them, then I imagine you can saddle on over with your burger and orange soda and start up a conversation with them, asking them what they do for a living. "Accountant you say? How exciting." Though if this completely logical manner doesn't suit you, could always take the other (and oddly more followed route) and start explaining to them about your deadly and infectious disease, how you were just wounded by the Keeper of the Burgers and his insidious lackey Linda: Events Co-Ordinator; bleed all of them, or go on about how your house is about to be bull-dozed by a regiment of angry PETA members becuase your yard is a bit to close to a nest of rare south american raven's. Hoping beyond hope that these people you've never met before, and hardly spoken a word to, take it in mind that your problems are obviously their own, and should do something about it right away.I don't know about you, but I think the rest of the neighborhood would probably begin to shun you after that for bleeding all over the lovely table spreads and scaring the old ladies with blue hair and making everything quite a mess with your blood gushing wound, instead of calling an Ambulence.Then before you know it, you're stuck in some finger pointing war with the rest of those neighbors who don't seem to get that all of your every day problems are your own, and that even though they are right in the middle of dinner, they should pack up and leave with you to go listen to all of your sublime tales about turnip gardening.Backed only by those few neighbors who understand your grief and sorrow, which soon turns into an all out debate, resigned to occur on the community board forums.Crazy you say I am? Well strip away the nice little houses, weekend barbecue, throw in some dragons, vampires, liches, demi-gods and a few cynics to make everything nice, right, and proper and poof you have the Wizards Role Playing community. Strange how things work like that, eh?With our characters, how, whom, when, and why we interact with another is decided by we the players. I don't know about you, but some guy who came staggering into my favorite watering hole, whining about the end of the world with a gurgling chest wound, probably wouldn't induce me into wanting to go over and start up a friendly conversation. I know, I know, but you say "Rune? Don't you feel guilty for letting this zombie elf die such a tragic death?" No. Why should I? People are immoral, get used to it. Death is all around us, as someone pointed out somewhere above. I hate to say it but i'm fairly dead on the entire subject, no pun intended. I see it on the television, on the newspaper, thankfully never in any of the pubs I visit, and all sorts of other places. What do I do? Meh, thats a shame, where are my funny pages. Sure some people might get affected by it, others won't. It's not my job as a player to feel guilty if your character is dying, you the player made that choice, and the ran the risk hoping that someone takes pity and interacts with you because of it. I don't believe it's anywhere in the CoC that I have to interact with you, OOC, or IC. Simple as that. So don't get mad if people ignore you, are like to play with their "cliques" as people are so fond of saying these days, or simply rate you lower then decomposed food based upon your roleplaying style. It'll happen, in here, and in the real world. So stop whining that it's hard to introduce new characters, or that people ignore you, and get playing. Just as Jardel commented, i'm far more likely to play with you if you just happen to wander over and strike up a conversation. In the end if you don't like it, well then don't play with us, there is an ignore option, and you are more then welcome to use it.Well, thats about all I have to say on this issue. I hope I don't get to many angry emails or flames from this one. Kudos y'all.Off to Care-a-Lot I go. Wheee.^_^</blockquote>

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