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Yeah I could see that being fun as hell for everyone involved.
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While I'm not sure what it was that you appear to be so upset about
HELLO my fellow ape!!!
GREETINGS and SALUTATIONS!
I wish to capture your attention for the moment, to tell you a story. The story of trix (with pictures!):
Once upon a time in the jungle, there was a monkey.
Much like many other monkeys before him, this monkey enjoyed monkey things, like crawling around on four limbs, flinging his own shit at other monkeys, and most of all, getting up on his hind legs and HOLLERIN his monkey holler.
One day, this monkey started to realize he was different from the other monkeys. He looked around and many of the other monkeys seemed to be content simply flinging shit and crawling around and hollerin, but this monkey was no longer so satisfied. This monkey wanted to see if there wasn't more out there than shit-flinging and hollerin. In fact, having realized that shit-flinging and hollerin weren't as great as he used to think, he started to look down on the other monkeys that hadn't come to his conclusion. After all, didn't this realization make him smarter than the other monkeys? Isn't it better to be smarter?
So this monkey started to believe himself better than other monkeys, and set off to find out if there wasn't a better place for him than the jungle.
Now, let me interrupt this story to point out two things this monkey had missed, in his assumptions.
1: His part of the jungle contained few monkeys, so it's not a good indication of the intelligence of monkeys in general. The smartest monkey in one group could easily be the dumbest in another.
2: It's entirely possible other monkeys had already thought out his train of thought long before, and decided in the end that shit-flinging and hollerin were, after all, worthwhile life choices. And those hypothetical monkeys are not wrong.
Anyway back to the story.
So this monkey left his tiny jungle and entered the World-At-Large. Leaving behind his monkey name, he dubbed the nickname "trix", and set off to find some meaning in a suddenly much larger world. Now, the monkey understood that the world he had just entered was much larger and much more diverse than anything he had previously encountered, but he did not follow that train of thought to the point where he'd have realized this meant he was no longer the Smartest Gorilla In The Room (SGITR).
One day while wandering, this monkey came across a very unusual tribe of monkeys he did not recognize. These monkeys were unlike anything he had ever seen. Not only did they have a very different take on shit-flinging and hollerin that he found refreshing, but these monkeys appeared to be much more intelligent than his old tribe, and thus, in his mind, finally a tribe worth joining!
There were things the monkey did not understand about this new tribe, however. For one, they preferred to stand on their hind legs, even when not hollerin!! Another thing, they had shaved off most of their monkey fur and developed a rather clever set of ways they communicate with each other. A standard that was very effective in their particular community at allowing intelligent discussion with minimal derailment into monkey noises and shit flinging. The monkey also discovered that this new tribe set a higher standard for monkeys, and wouldn't be likely to accept him just based on his word that he wasn't like those lesser monkeys.
At this point, our monkey friend could have simply introduced himself, said hello, and began to absorb the culture and social cues of this new tribe, so that his inclusion could happen with maximum smoothness and minimal whacking with the stick. But this particular monkey had already discovered he was smarter than other monkeys, goddamnit, and these new monkeys were going to LEARN IT. So he did the only thing you can really expect a monkey to do, when faced with a challenge like this.
He took a big, smelly, huge shit, targeted one the most vocal, active, respected members of the tribe, and flung it with all his might.
Then, as the tribe charged, he dug his heels in deep and flung shit after shit at everyone in sight, because he was smarter than other monkeys and was going to WIN DAMNIT.
Years later, we have this same monkey. He really hasn't changed all that much. He still loves to fling shit sometimes, loves to holler when he thinks he should holler, and every now and then will drop down on all fours and crawl around in the dirt because he wants to. However, the tribe is far less hostile to him, and he can effectively communicate and learn from them now. What changed? Well, first and foremost, the monkey finally figured out he was in a different room than the one he started in, and he was no longer the smartest ape. In fact, he wasn't even in the top ten percent. Hell, he probably wasn't even above average.
It took a long time for this to sink in for this particular monkey, having always been praised and expected to be the smartest, back in his own jungle. It still causes friction and shit-flinging at times... But again, the major difference is that the monkey can communicate with this tribe that he respects and admires, and is able to put aside his own ego to adopt some humility (which, amazingly, is actually a virtue here) and learn from all the resources, knowledge, experience, and intelligence present in this community.
I hope you learn quicker than this monkey, as it was not a fun road to go down. Read up on the SGiTR for more.
Also I'm very stoned right now so this might have been worded terribly.
Anyway I guess my point is, if the story wasn't clear, that much of what you write has the smell of an elitist SGiTR syndrome. This rubs many people the wrong way. Then you throw in some random pinealism, which this board is particularly sensitive to, and which does not help anything.
This has been another PNWR (post-not-worth-reading) by the trix.
(Edited to fix typos and wording a bit)
Mmmm. So good. I daresay, your ability to write dialog is pretty damn good.
So, the match was...
It was shite. Entirely B-team, so much so that they rubbed it in our faces when the stars walked out to midfield during halftime. It was a meaningless friendly, so there was nothing at stake, and it was essentially a scrimmage. None of the fans knew the chants or songs (for fuck's sake, it was on a goddamn Pink Floyd album, and you still don't know it?), and there wasn't even a hint of violence.
On the other hand, there was plenty of beer, and Roma's winning goal went directly through Liverpool's legs in a classic "what the WHAT?" moment.
Basically, it was the entire reason soccer hasn't really caught on in the US, in that if the players don't care, neither will the crowd. At least the tickets were cheap.
That was seriously annoying.
Certainly no blood came out, which is the normal state of affairs when you shoot someone.
Depends on the character I'm playing. If I'm in heavy RP mode, I may be more likely to play as a sentimentalist. If I'm playing someone whose focus is getting rich, I'll use a formula based on how rich I am to determine which items I pick up. Early days, items need to be worth at least ten times their weight in resale value and that goes up as I accumulate wealth.
I'm currently playing as a soul collector who pickpockets weapons from her victims, soul traps them, kills them with their own blade and then enchants the weapon and names it after the deceased. I have a house full of iron daggers named after each and every villager in the game. That's kind of a sentimentalist.