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06
Dec '07

Forums Make You Evil

— dushkin
@0:28

Forums! They make you evil!

The idea is, in an email, I can be mean to somebody, but I’m not trying to prove anything to anyone but that person. Fine, go yell at them, what do you do? They’ll get a little mad. You can make really silly points, what would they do? They’ll get a little mad.

On a forum, however, you don’t just talk to that person, no, if you start being a little hostile towards them, they’ll immediately try to (a) prove you wrong and (b) prove everyone else on the forum that they’re not wussies causing you to bash them even harder, and vice versa, and the cycle goes on and on.

I figured, the only points you can make on a forum are simply those that get you just about… nowhere. Disagreements over very minor things tend to end up as huge pointless debates resorting to “yo momma” and trying to find pages on Wikipedia to prove everyone wrong or just finding grammatical errors, as if that magically makes them wrong.

I’m sick of forums, sorry. It divides us, it makes us want to kill each other and it exposes everyone’s stupidity (including your own by even trying to read that stuff).

Sorry, I quit.

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29
Nov '07

Record Exchange, and… Mom?

— dushkin
@11:34

Edit: He has a placeholder blog for now.

I was thinking to myself (in rhyme of course, the way I usually talk to myself) yesterday, and devised a simple plan to serve as something to expand my musical horizons and serve the Blogosphere (in which Richard M. Stallman hovers above the earth) some proper record reviews.

I’m sitting here in the lounge, trying to write a blog post. People come, see me listening to something and “concentrated” on doing something with my laptop and decide to just turn back and leave. By saying that I just unconsciously denied the possibility that they just don’t like me, which could very well be it.

All of a sudden I realize me mom seemed to have added me on Facebook. I’m not kidding, she actually opened a Facebook account.

It’s funny, she asked me during dinner two days ago what Facebook is exactly, to which I replied “a networking site.” Explaining what a networking site actually is is no easy task for someone above the Internet “proficiency” of a guru. “What’s the point?” - I really couldn’t answer, I just didn’t know how to tell her that it sort of… doesn’t have on one many levels, and still probably has one.

Maybe I’m underestimating her will to get into this whole thing. Who knows, maybe the next step would be to start posting things on del.icio.us or declaring war on my guild in World of Warcraft.

… Like I was starting to say before my mom jumped in. I’ll exchange a record with Moruku (who is currently blogless due to some issues) every two weeks, I’ll give him one, he’ll give me one, at which point we’ll have to write a review and give it a certain score based on a set of criteria.

It’s being developed as we speak, in my mind for the most part. It’s all coming together now, and I expect to exchange the first record between Friday and Sunday.

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26
Nov '07

My Brainchild’s Dead (Maybe)

— dushkin
@15:28

Edit: Kuileen and her fellow god-modders must have complained (by using their vampiric powers) and my post was removed, additionally, I was banned until tomorrow evening (o noes). No worries, I had no intention to make any further posts in the next few days anyway. Either way, the relationship was, sort of, restored thanks to the statement I tend to think.

I would like to use this opportunity to make a note that guilds have been known to implode for this very reason. However, the Circle of Vidomi lives on.

This is what you get for trusting people. From a post on the World of Warcraft forums regarding a misfortunate turn of events. Here it is, copy-pasted for your convenience:

Let me start with some background information regarding why I, on the behalf of the Circle even bother with this. As some of you probably know by now, the Circle of Vidomi is a role-playing guild (we dare call ourselves that) based on Nairuil’s insanity, which makes her believe she’s seen a certain Goddess in a vision and follow her way. She managed to gather several followers, i.e. the Circle.

At some point, a certain human joined the Circle after having lost her memory, Rayanne, who used to be with the Old Town gang or so I believe. Sidarta (”Sid”) was obviously not happy with it, and basically said the Circle was brainwashing Rayanne.

I personally would like to state that Old Town was a guild I’ve always looked up to from my early days in Moonglade and even now. When Sid contacted me, even though it was hostile IC, I was absolutely ecstatic and thought to myself that perhaps now our small and upcoming guild will finally gain its place among the category of “good well established roleplaying guilds”.

I managed to eventually schedule a time, Sunday the 25th of November 2007 at 19:30 CET in Gurubashi Arena. Sid brought his folks, I brought Saif and Rayanne, and eventually Kuileen joined as well, prowling her way into the arena.

It went great for a while, we had some great RP, eventually, we were defeated (obviously, being outnumbered) and Rayanne was kidnapped.

And so Saif, Kuileen and I were faced with the task of finding Rayanne. Where do we even start looking? We have no idea - in character that is. It was very clear to us that she was in the Arathi Highlands, as /who unambiguously stated, though of course, in-character we had no idea. We went from Booty Bay to Stormwind attempting to find leads until all of a sudden, Kuileen comes up with a great genius way to spot Kuileen, “I got information”. “Great,” I thought to myself, “she must have tortured one of them, or maybe she has connections? She wouldn’t say much yet besides “Arathi Highlands.” I made the mistake of trusting her not questioning her sources too much.

Stupidly enough, I trusted Kuileen not to god-mod her way through this whole encounter. It didn’t even occur to me she did that until out of the blue I realize that the group of stranger I found myself in a raid group with found them.

“Great! Seems like she knows her way around.” But then I had that sneaky suspicion, “wait, how do we know where to go?”

Apparently, a certain person, whose name I will not discuss here has magical powers. He can sense people’s “energy” to know where they are. Strangely enough, I don’t think they have it in their spellbook - guess what, we have a word for that, god-modding.

I tried to stop them, but it was too late, Sid already realized he was spotted by a group of strangers who aren’t even supposed to recognize him, and suddenly, a person whose great achievements I appreciated so much tells me, more or less: “I don’t want to have anything to do with you guys.”

I understand why he was angry, and as a result, I on the behalf of the Circle of Vidomi wish to express the following in hopes of continuing to roleplay with Sidarta and the Old Town gang in the future.
We express the following:

1. The Circle of Vidomi does not agree with “god-modders”, and does not wish to be associated with them or have them in the guild. Saif and I, Nairuil would have stopped this horrible unfortunate turn of events if only Kuileen had properly informed us.

2. One must be more picky as to the sort of people the guild accepts. Although Kuileen seemed to have been a good and “contributing” member, we were wrong, and we need not have put our trust in her and questioned her way of receiving information.

3. Kuileen was kicked out of the Circle of Vidomi for her poor roleplaying etiquette. We do not wish to have anything with her. She will stay out of the guild for what is probably forever. She has been dishonorably discharged.

4. The Circle of Vidomi apologizes for one of its (now dishonorably discharged) members’ dreadful behavior and she was dishonorably discharged. The Circle apologizes to Sidarta of Old Town, the Old Town guild as a whole and any other participants affected by this player’s misconduct.

5. The Circle of Vidomi will do everything in its power to prevent subsequent events and miscommunication of this nature in the future.

Again, I personally would like to apologize for this, I should probably take matters into my own hands a little more.

Sincerely,
Adi Ron
“Nairuil Cloudweaver” on the behalf of The Circle of Vidomi.

Now, why am I angry? Why do I even bother?

Seems like this is what you get for putting some trust is people. They screw you back, not necessarily because they want to, but because they have stupid friends and/or they’re retards. What the fuck was Kuileen thinking when she got us into this crappy situation?

I’ve been working on this concept for months, and now, that it’s finally somewhere near up and running, Kuileen messes things up.

You know what, I wonder if the circle will ever shake its bad name after this one. It could very well mean that nobody in the serious roleplaying community would want to talk to us - ergo, I’m stuck with stupid dragons vampires and for heavens’ sake maybe even worse.

I don’t know what to do, should I give up? Maybe so.

I can’t ditch the ship as it starts to sink, the captain, i.e. me, has to go down with the ship. It’s inevitable, I’m afraid, but for now, the guild goes on.

I can only hope that the RP community will ever forgive the circle.

“Trust no one!”

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