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09-02-2011, 07:00 PM
(This post was last modified: 09-01-2022, 01:00 AM by Fearless Community.
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Why is it that every time I go on, people always beg me for RP points instead of actually asking me to say, take part in the RP or, enjoy the RP themselves. It's all about the points instead of the fun now, it seems.
And besides, not as if I'm going to make the time to personally check every single person's RP on the server just so I can go around handing little bits of electronic ons and offs and a shiny silver platter made of love and children's dreams.
I have a job to do. 90% of the job involves with dealing with people who, if I had any control of the matter, would be not allowed to get a driving license, talk to sane people, buy a plastic fork, throw a ball, buy a drink, or get any job that doesn't involve being layered in at least four seperate pieces of protective padding sown from the very fabric of Pierce Brosnan's suit and mixed in with a good healthy dose of armed guards stopping them going within 10 metres of another human whilst doing their job, which just so happens to be testing out straitjackets.
A further 5% is taken up by helping people who actually have a problem and need help, said problem most likely having been distributed by the utopian rejects who seeped past my giant freaking vault door locking away the previously mentioned 90%. Solving these problems often involves a fair bit of work, including trawling through the logs which is made damned difficult thanks to Team Garry's inability to code something more stable than a plane with no wings with two anteaters as the pilots and which is currently smouldering somewhere on whichever island that terrible TV show involving a thousand unsolved mysteries takes place on. At the end of my solving this, I normally receive one or two thank yous from the person who requested help, but unfortunately this is drowned out by the screaming of the several rulebreakers from the horrible 90% who yell and curse at being told they're in the wrong louder than a cop who's just been shot and had his leg attached to a harrier jump jet which is now taking off by a painful grappling hook - Just Cause 2 is a damned awesome game by the way. After I ban the screamers back into the 90% section, I can continue onto the next case.
Then I can evenly distribute another 4% into sorting out bugs with the map in which guns fall through, and lag, and crashes, and the like. I now have 1 lovely percent remaining, what can I do with it?
I can either Roleplay myself, which if I'm not mistaken is what this server is all about, not the damned roleplay point which is just a little number on a spreadsheet, or I can go around handing out these little bits of data which apparently represent more fun than the actual roleplay given by the amount in which people love to hoard and collect them.
To finish this off nicely, just because you're not getting roleplay points doesn't mean your roleplay isn't good. It means I have other things to do, so kindly go back to your roleplay and actually enjoy the fun of it and stop begging admins to distribute these little bundlets of joy so you can brag to various nodes connecting to an international electronic web we call, the internet.
Faustie out.
And besides, not as if I'm going to make the time to personally check every single person's RP on the server just so I can go around handing little bits of electronic ons and offs and a shiny silver platter made of love and children's dreams.
I have a job to do. 90% of the job involves with dealing with people who, if I had any control of the matter, would be not allowed to get a driving license, talk to sane people, buy a plastic fork, throw a ball, buy a drink, or get any job that doesn't involve being layered in at least four seperate pieces of protective padding sown from the very fabric of Pierce Brosnan's suit and mixed in with a good healthy dose of armed guards stopping them going within 10 metres of another human whilst doing their job, which just so happens to be testing out straitjackets.
A further 5% is taken up by helping people who actually have a problem and need help, said problem most likely having been distributed by the utopian rejects who seeped past my giant freaking vault door locking away the previously mentioned 90%. Solving these problems often involves a fair bit of work, including trawling through the logs which is made damned difficult thanks to Team Garry's inability to code something more stable than a plane with no wings with two anteaters as the pilots and which is currently smouldering somewhere on whichever island that terrible TV show involving a thousand unsolved mysteries takes place on. At the end of my solving this, I normally receive one or two thank yous from the person who requested help, but unfortunately this is drowned out by the screaming of the several rulebreakers from the horrible 90% who yell and curse at being told they're in the wrong louder than a cop who's just been shot and had his leg attached to a harrier jump jet which is now taking off by a painful grappling hook - Just Cause 2 is a damned awesome game by the way. After I ban the screamers back into the 90% section, I can continue onto the next case.
Then I can evenly distribute another 4% into sorting out bugs with the map in which guns fall through, and lag, and crashes, and the like. I now have 1 lovely percent remaining, what can I do with it?
I can either Roleplay myself, which if I'm not mistaken is what this server is all about, not the damned roleplay point which is just a little number on a spreadsheet, or I can go around handing out these little bits of data which apparently represent more fun than the actual roleplay given by the amount in which people love to hoard and collect them.
To finish this off nicely, just because you're not getting roleplay points doesn't mean your roleplay isn't good. It means I have other things to do, so kindly go back to your roleplay and actually enjoy the fun of it and stop begging admins to distribute these little bundlets of joy so you can brag to various nodes connecting to an international electronic web we call, the internet.
Faustie out.
