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I never once said you actually are, I said that I'm not always trusting of such things up front because I've been stabbed in the back and put up with too much of it before. I would like to point out that my statement made was a generality.

I would never, ever condone suicide and have sent my concerns to someone who can hopefully help.

Edit: Reiterating my point that, IN MY OPINION, if you have honest to god emotional issues, I feel that throwing that out constantly seriously lessons any severity they might have held, and is what throws up my suspicions of something potentially being fake. Like I said, this is all my opinion, but most people who have true problems don't want people to know of them, they'd like to be assumed "normal," especially when you're dealing with the internet and (typically) faceless people.

I won't say that it can't happen that someone with real issues genuinely does just throw them around because that's how they cope, but everyone jumping on the defensive needs to look at this from an outside perspective. If you've never dealt with it first hand, then just step back and think for a little while and try to look at it from another angle. From a totally outside angle, it looks like somebody running around going "LOOK AT ME! I HAVE ISSUES! FEEL SORRY FOR ME!"

Like I said, that may not be the case, and I'm sorry if it isn't, but you have to look at things from more than one point of view. If you are incapable of doing that, then it is time to step away from the computer and cool off. And yes, there are occasions where I need to learn to heed that advice as well. You'd be surprised how many posts I delete or sit and ponder over for a bit while I sit back and analyze it better. Sometimes this doesn't happen, and I'm too quick to lash out. I'm willing to admit that, but the other party has to be just as willing to see past themselves and admit wrongs too.

i hate rogues, warlocks, and ret pallies ATM
im sick of almost killing them then by some miracle im stunned/feared/repented and they get full health again

i am sick of blizzard teasing us with hydras

i am sick of being heartbroken

and im sick of being depressed

*inhales* whew... that was fun

TygerDarkstorm wrote:I never once said you actually are, I said that I'm not always trusting of such things up front because I've been stabbed in the back and put up with too much of it before. I would like to point out that my statement made was a generality.

I would never, ever condone suicide and have sent my concerns to someone who can hopefully help.

Edit: Reiterating my point that, IN MY OPINION, if you have honest to god emotional issues, I feel that throwing that out constantly seriously lessons any severity they might have held, and is what throws up my suspicions of something potentially being fake. Like I said, this is all my opinion, but most people who have true problems don't want people to know of them, they'd like to be assumed "normal," especially when you're dealing with the internet and (typically) faceless people.

I won't say that it can't happen that someone with real issues genuinely does just throw them around because that's how they cope, but everyone jumping on the defensive needs to look at this from an outside perspective. If you've never dealt with it first hand, then just step back and think for a little while and try to look at it from another angle. From a totally outside angle, it looks like somebody running around going "LOOK AT ME! I HAVE ISSUES! FEEL SORRY FOR ME!"

Like I said, that may not be the case, and I'm sorry if it isn't, but you have to look at things from more than one point of view. If you are incapable of doing that, then it is time to step away from the computer and cool off. And yes, there are occasions where I need to learn to heed that advice as well. You'd be surprised how many posts I delete or sit and ponder over for a bit while I sit back and analyze it better. Sometimes this doesn't happen, and I'm too quick to lash out. I'm willing to admit that, but the other party has to be just as willing to see past themselves and admit wrongs too.

It's actually easier for someone to come out and say things in front of a group of strangers than it is for them to say things about themselves to people they know. Hence why people I've never met know things about me, friends of 18+ years don't know.

Mmm, I suppose that could be true. I'm completely the opposite, but I suppose anonymity is easier for some people when it comes to these sorts of things.

I still don't think it needs to be thrown about repeatedly, but that's a different issue.

Thank you for getting me to see it that way though; I forgot some people prefer it that way.

I don't care why a person might be feeling suicidal; it's the consequences that are of concern, no matter how petty you may think the cause was.

On a related note, I'll commend Azunara's job here, given how relatively new she is to this. The issue has been largely dealt with (or rather I should say, is being dealt with) over PMs now, and things have begun to settle down.

I used to RP a lot with some friends of mine from middle school—my webcomic's characters and general storyline stems from those RPs (and for shiggles, I occasionally go back and reread the logs because oh my god we were terrible... then I start worrying that it hasn't improved any in the intervening years and start getting paranoid about my readership, but whatever off the topic atm). Here's where this rant splits, unfortunately:

I was "in charge" of the RP, for the most part—they had their character each, and I was in charge of all the NPCs plus my own PCs. It just got to be too much for me, and I wasn't enjoying it anymore... but they still were. It wasn't fair of me but I started avoiding the RP. They offered to shoulder some of the NPC burden but I didn't trust them to do so, I think, and eventually it just completely petered out.

We revived it a few months down the road in a different setting and in a forum environment, like the RP forums here (the first one had been in Yahoo chat rooms), on the theory that it could still move as fast as the chat setting if we were all in the mood, or it could go a couple days without posts if we needed a break, but we wouldn't lose our train of thought and didn't have to RP a whole scene at once. We changed the rules slightly so that minor character movements by characters that weren't yours could still be done in your post, instead of having to only have a sentence or two in each post because Karra was waiting for a response from Sevvie or whatever. The setting wasn't one I was very happy with, and some of the steps we all took in order to move things forward never sat well with me, and it died too.

Eventually we brought back the thing for a third try (properly named "Third Time's the Charm" heh), axing all the Quinnealisis (second attempt) story and going back to the beginnings. It was less an RP and more a collaborative story, and it worked a LOT better (though by then we all knew each other's characters so well, since we'd been RPing them off and on since '98) until I (ha! I am RP poison!) backed us all in a corner by introducing one of our primary villainous minions in an awkward environment, at which point we all just felt really, really stuck. We eventually sort of got past it by backing up several posts and rushing towards the end. By that point we'd all graduated or otherwise earned our diplomas and were working towards Life™ or secondary educational prospects, and I failed pretty hard at upgrading the forums those were on and it was lost.

On the other hand, just before (and partially during) our first BRC RP on Yahoo, I was also RPing in a Mary Sue-riddled Slayers RP. I can't say I wasn't one of the aforementioned Sues—my character was named Xellandria Butadientium, after all —but in any case, the character I/my character was interested in was interested in one of the other Sues, and I was (mostly) okay with that, since I've never been very good at RPing sappy love stuff (plus it'd have been out of character for both our characters). That being said, I really enjoyed RPing with the person who was playing Xelloss, but one day... he just disappeared, for a week. I panicked, said some things at school I really shouldn't have to a teacher I trusted but who didn't understand my babbling, and ended up having the police come to the school to escort me to the ER for a psychiatric evaluation (I know, right?). He did come back, but the RP sort of petered out after that, which was a shame because I was still enjoying it—though in hindsight, I don't think he was any more (and my personal paranoias make me wonder if that was my fault or if it was just the ultimate aging of the RP and a change in his interests. I don't think I'll ever know for sure).

Anyway my point with both stories was that I've been on both sides of the situation that I think is going on on the RP forums right now—the "not enjoying and therefore writer's blocked/avoiding" and the "still enjoying and frustrated that it's not moving." I still enjoy RPing to some extent, but ONLY casually—I want the ability to be able to walk away and not feel bad about it (which is why I sort of enjoy my lock on my mother's server—every RP encounter she's had has ended up with the other person trying to seduce her, and her being firmly unseducable, and the RP ends when one or the other of us decides to log/give up on trying to get into my orc's pants). At the risk of a really poorly-chosen analogy, I enjoy one-night RP stands, and don't want a long-term RP relationship. If I met the right RP partner and environment, maybe... but that's a thought for a different day. I'm not part of the RPs on these forums, so I don't know if it's even POSSIBLE for the people not currently enjoying the RP in question to get their characters out and let the RP carry on without them for a time, or if it's too entrenched for that, like my PCs/NPCs in my RP with school friends was.

For the real rant, which was inspired by the previous conversation but actually doesn't have anything to do with it: I lost Third Time when I failed to upgrade my website's forums, which is really really aggravating because in a few weeks, I'm going to start working on Fourth Target (chapter 4), which is directly based on Third Time. While I remember some bits ("Mmm, Blood Gummies!" Sevvie ejaculated happily) and I'd have to edit it down to work better in comic format anyway, I'd very much like to have that script/base available to keep me on track. I want it baaaaaaaack ;____;

I suppose along those lines, that when it comes to RP's, its something that I would greatly love to be a part of but I have never found a setting in which I seemed to fit in the RP. I am, I suppose a casual RP type person. I like to be able to write a paragraph or two and be able to leave it at that and come back the next day to only a few other posts made after...sadly, I usually find 5 or more pages waiting for me, which makes me feel extremely excluded from it.

I'd love to try RP in WoW setting, as its a bit more interactive, however, I've no idea how to actually get started on a character, develope them and get them involved with other players.

I'd once witnessed a pretty awsome conversation between two people RPing and greatly admired the way their characters flowed.

I do have a friend who I once tried to help collaberate a 2nd "Book" to take place after the one she'd written, we tried doing it in a paragraphical rp liek setting, however, the site we'd been using closed down and all the work we'd done was deleted, we just never got around to trying to rewrite it again.

Two of my main characters though are still very strong in my head, and I'd love to bring them back in an RP setting, but as of yet, have never found the opertunity to do so. They are even, to some degree compatable with WoW.

Cialbi wrote:I don't care why a person might be feeling suicidal; it's the consequences that are of concern, no matter how petty you may think the cause was.

On a related note, I'll commend Azunara's job here, given how relatively new she is to this. The issue has been largely dealt with (or rather I should say, is being dealt with) over PMs now, and things have begun to settle down.

Thanks for that. Someone telling me I was doing the right thing is rather useful. I thought I was too hasty on the lock...But yeah, it does look like things were settled and the people that needed to know, now do.

On a completely, totally, unrelated note, my cat tackled my leg, mauled it, and then ran off. My leg hurts.

Azu, My cat did the same thing to me just now! Owie!!

My rant: Why people in my raid can't pay attention or get DBM or something. Last night on a boss fight I had this one healer that was literally always standing within 8 yards of me last night, no matter how much I tried to run from him! SERIOUSLY STAY WAY FROM ME! Otherwise we all go KABOOM!

Xella wrote:Dialog is hard >:(

A week after that rant, guess what I found? My old dialog sheets for the comic(s) in question!

*headdesk*

Azunara wrote: On a completely, totally, unrelated note, my cat tackled my leg, mauled it, and then ran off. My leg hurts.

My cat mauled my back a while ago. My bf was trying to keep her from jumping in the window while we were sleeping or something, and then all of a sudden I was in pain. Turns out she left me a fatty scratch going from the outside of my left shoulder blade all the way to the middle of my back.

Man I had the worst panic attack or something today, fuckin' terrible, makes me feel like I'm trapped and there's no way out and can't breathe and it makes me get these terrible pains, like I can feel it inside my veins. Hard to describe but it's the worst thing ever :\

Are panic attacks usually painful? Something tells me that wasn't just you panicking...

If it happens again, then you might want to see a doctor.

Cialbi wrote:Are panic attacks usually painful? Something tells me that wasn't just you panicking...

If it happens again, then you might want to see a doctor.

The most common symptoms may include trembling, dyspnea (shortness of breath), heart palpitations, chest pain (or chest tightness), hot flashes, cold flashes, burning sensations (particularly in the facial or neck area), sweating, nausea, dizziness (or slight vertigo), light-headedness, hyperventilation, paresthesias (tingling sensations), sensations of choking or smothering, difficulty moving and derealization.

From wikipedia, it's hard to explain unless you've had one they're pretty terrible I occasionally get them when I sleep and their bad enough to wake me up.

Panic attacks can't physically hurt, but if they're vivid enough you might hurt yourself without realizing it.
Panic attacks suck, Moore. :(

I have ran out of cat food :/ oh well I guess Sylvester will have to eat tuna till food shopping day (thats on saterday so tomorrow!

I had a dream that had to do with little baby bunnies and somehow that lead to an evil ally of ours giving us the choice to reform ourselves and join him down his path or go down our own path and declare war so we went down our own path and we decided to raise the dead in the crypt we're in but the dead are whispering that they know we're all just gonna die again and that we're gonna lose so they wanted to remain dead and i have no idea where the thousands of refugees came from but they volunteered to be our army since they were gonna die to so my bf (hes been in the dream since it started with the bunnies), the main leader of all this, takes a gun, gives another one to a refugee woman, and they start shooting ppl.

I find myself getting really close to the womans gunpoint cause shes going in a line, constantly shooting and im sitting down with the refugees and bf (who actually in the dream is apparently husband now lol) told everyone that i am to remain alive, that i am not to be killed for reanimation and i duck as low as i can, laying down acting dead and she misses hitting me but when she hits the ppl infront of me the bullet grazes my fingers and i yelp in pain and quickly play dead again so she wouldnt know it was me.

Problem is, she saw i was for the most part untouched and called me on my bluff and went to shoot me and i started begging her and then i yelled out and pointed to my bf that i was his wife, that i am not supposed to die and bf turns around, notices the woman, and shoots her. She isnt dead tho and crawls towards me (without the gun) and i get compassionate and try to comfort her till she dies and she whispers something about life being too short and suddenly i almost get hit with a dagger, it goes missing, then she tries to stab my chest with another dagger and i grab that with my hand, problem is she has a free hand thats uninjured and it has a dagger in it too and she stabs me right at the base of my neck and it goes downwards along my spine but i start to panic and think it hit my lung so it did go slightly horizontal and bf's screaming NOOOOOOOOO (this is all happening at the exact same time) and just as i thought i was gonna die i woke up shaking.

I seriously just woke up maybe 20min ago and it was a very strong dream, i havent had dreams like this since highschool where i had nightmares that i was trapped in my highschool with a few dozen No Face (Spirited Away, a movie) characters with crazy intricate and spiky masks and to progress though to try and escape from the school i had to find ways to kill myself. In all of them i never once actually escaped despite all my dying in that dream which has led me to believe that the progression was infinite.

I had that dream for 4 years and before that one i kept having a reccuring dream from when i was a child and i was in a labratory that was pure white. I managed to walk through a door the people (who were all exact look-a-likes with no actual face) were walking through and i ended up on these catwalks and this many colored star was at the very bottom (it was my christmas star for my christmas tree) and each of the colors were volatile chemicals that i could see roiling and bubbling but they were so so so pretty and i couldnt help but lean over and stare at them and then someone bumps me and i fall over and i spin constantly till i hit the star and i wake up upside down on the floor. That dream has been with me from about age 5 to 16. Age 14ish it started to go between the labratory dream and the highschool dream till it was just highschool dream and then no more nightmares unless it had to do with zombies.

Leaden's Despiar (Tanking trinket from Stonecore) FINALLY drops for my Druid after tanking an instance and what happens? A fail ass Death Knight ninja's it. He stood in shatter for Ozruk, he didn't move for flay on some trash mobs, he pretty much died on EVERY boss fight and had the lowest dps (Below me even)... And he takes the trinket.

I am not a happy camper now.

For the longest time that trinket and the staff kept dropping and refused to drop my helm until like 20 runs later

errrrggghhhhh no rp....I feel restless *rocks back and forth*