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!”

You know what, I don’t care just how many times I’ve said it before, but I’ll say it again - even if I did. I don’t think I’m even going to try to fit in to society.

So, I decided to go out tonight. Oh, how wonderful, me and a few friends hanging out at the bar, yay! Wrong. Nobody cares about me hardly as much as I care about them and/or the rest of society.  I don’t mind this whole ad populem act as much as I mind te awful practice of excluding the individual.

I myself, not being a fascist, like to take care of myself as well as my surroundings, and when I’m not happy, I start a vicious cycle.

Problem number one. I quite honestly have no friends. I have acquaintances. It’s the most awful way anyone could ever end up. It’s as if I’m completely detached. Is there any point in even trying to be a part of it all? I never was, not for one second, I don’t recall.

Example. A certain person, whom  I shall call Andrew had his birthday. Great. All sorts of people invited, who isn’t? Me. You know what, I did half your fucking biology experiment, I ran straight to your help when your precious PowerBook had a hardware problem I did everything I knew to get it back. And I get what? You know what, go home and concentrate on something. Oh, sorry, you also have ADD. Go take some meds like the rest of us, those who are actually trying to do something about it. Go formulate opinions, so that you don’t have to reverse them every so often like you quite often do in conversations - you know what - you deserve me not coming.

It just came to a point where my current lack of actual friends will lead to a future deficit of such, which will in turn decline into the depths of desperation and kill me one of these days. Don’t tell me I’m not adjusted to the Danish schedule will you? You’re not making it any better - I know I’ll never fit in anywwhere, you don’t have to remind me. I’m having a hard time as it is. It’s hard, it is.

The only person who did sem to want my company was a friendly hobo, trying to flirt with me, having mistaken me (understandably enough) for a woman.

It starts to rain, I head back home, hoping that maybe the rain at least won’t smear my carefully applied eyeliner - my new fear. In my mom’s stolen jacket, heading to bed after yet another night which I should have spent doing anything but going out. You know what mom, if you ever wonder why I don’t call you after leaving home - just think - remember that time you called me a tranny? YES, THAT’S WHY. How about you try “fag” next time, that might work as well. I should have never come out to you, I should have taken the first man I see, bring him home and have loud sex in my bedroom, yes, shove it in front of you. I should put my eyeliner pencil right in front of your nose. Checked the bottom-left compartment of my closet? Do you think that patterned cloth is just a rag? Why does is reassemble a skirt so much I wonder! Don’t you just love your little illusions, mother!

I quite honestly often wonder what I’ll do without a certain friend, whom I’m hoping will visit me, if he can keep control over his wallet. He’d rather go see that Finn I can imagine, but what he doesn’t know is how I need just what he can offer right now. Please come, I beg you.

I’m very sorry if this is a little too much, but I really want to get it out there. Don’t worry, I’m fine for the most part.

Note: After receiving some feedback from - yes - a teacher, about this post I decided to put this little note here. I’m not going to remove this post, because I really did mean to post it, but please check out my disclaimer, “nothing here is true.” Additionally, I have ADD.

“Oh no, I have an essay tomorrow… and then I have my math homework… and then <something else>”. I hear that every now and then. No, sorry. All the time. People keep telling me just how “stressed” they are. They complain, whine, tell me how miserable they are. O NOEZ IM STRESSED.

Me, personally, I’m subjected to more or less the same amount of work. Am I stressed? Not really. How come? Easy:

I don’t let it disrupt other areas of my life.

If “stress” going to make me even more suicidal than now, maybe I should do less work. Yep, I do that.

I have hobbies, sure, and I don’t want to give up on them, and I don’t. On Xfire it says I played about 30 hours of World of Warcraft in the past 7 days. Note, I don’t feel stressed and I get about as much work as anyone else around here. How come I’m not feeling any stress, let’s see.

I’m naturally calm, I’d say. My cousin has this really awful dog, still does probably, and I remember how I was pretty much the only person around who’d get the damn thing to calm down. This anti-stress energy is just radiating from me. Yes, you could say I’m hypoactive. Note: Nowadays I try not to think about this dog, her hair is amazingly similar to that of an ex of mine (whom I had previously mentioned in the blog)

Tip 1: Skip the fucking readings

Nobody, nobody cares if you read the stuff you’re supposed to. Sure, it’s generally a good idea, but my social anthropology and English teachers talk about the material so much that there’s no real use in actually reading it. They’ll talk about it anyway, so you don’t have to read it.

Tip 2: Audiobooks

Me personally, I have a serious problem. Even if I did read something, I would very often not understand it, not be able to spit out raw facts from the text, not be able to process it, etc. It happens very often, don’t even know why. Audio seems to work much better with me. So what I do is pirate audiobooks and “read” those instead. And that works for me.

Tip 3: If it’s “good enough”, it really is, good enough

Don’t perfect everything! What are you, a Chinese sweatshop worker? Just do something rough that gets you an acceptable grade. Perfection is too much for anyone. No, don’t do a half assed job, just do something acceptable.

Tip 4: Ungraded homework = unimportant

Just in case you didn’t realize it yet, you are at university/school for one reason: a number (or letter in some places). Don’t do ungraded homework! What’s the point?

I hope this guide helps you accomplish the minimum possible. Have fun, take some ritalin, and just really, do the minimum. It’s better for your mental health, I guess.