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this will suck, but I need the silly steam hole. And now, my piece entitled:
FUCKING ASSHOLE TWINK! Yes, you were an asshole and a stupid one at that. You merrily ignore any idea of role playing (you know, that thing where you pretend you have a personality? Oh, wait, you can't do that IRL, much less act a new one out...sorry, I digress.) You ignore actual game playing to roll dice and hurt other characters to make your dick feel big. (Can’t do that IRL either, eh?) And yet, you, with your 47 health levels bitch like a flea ridden whore who spent her pimps money on crack when an owl is sent after you by one of your own damn kind! Another werewolf wanted to pull you off a human who is so non combat ready its not even funny and you bitch about an unfair advantage and turn and run? My baby little character took your fucking twinking in stride and took her beating. Yes, by your rules you killed her out, but she played her character to the end of it. Take your licks like a dog, man. And a bird aims for you, in your biggest, baddest wolf form and you whine that you can outrun it? When the force of friction makes moving painful? uh-huh. What happened to taking on helpless creatures, or is a beak too much for you? That bird did four agg to your pansy, cowardly "I can dish it but not take it" fuzz brained self. And you question how it can touch you? I'll answer, it is flying at about 35 m/s and you are on fire, bitch. (Good birdie.) I am grateful you are such a prick though. The ST moderating the combat hated you from the second time you opened your sickly mewling little mouth. She did some talking and called the combat because you refused to admit that your character couldn’t instantly cover 25m of ground. Way to go, fuck nut. Head for the easy kill by cheating. You could have killed me out, easily. My new character has *no* combat skills. You could have out run her from the start and cut her down, fair as fair, if you were a half way decent bloodthirsty mongrel. However you would have had to face two of your own furry kind and another Mage, close up and personal. But if you were truly playing the game, playing your character, big and bad and mean, would you run from a fight like that? You could have gotten the other wolves to help you, it would have been three combat oriented chars on two humans. If you had played the fucking game I'd be dead and you'd be fine. But you just got the embarrassment of having an ST tell you to stop twinking and play. All your effort to randomly fuck up a nice game and all those around you are fine. And better yet. I know who you are. And my character hates you. She's not strong, but she will be. And I will hunt you down and piss you off, and when your over muscled, ugly, hairy ass bears down on me I will alter less than a cubic inch of cells and cut your spinal cord. You can have a fucking blast playing a quadriplegic combat char. It won't even take me that long to get that good. That's an easy effect with low difficulty, because no one will be able to pin it on me and no one will see anything happen. Want to see role playing? Your top vertebra (or do you not know that word either?) will suddenly develop a layer of bone where once the vital layer of spinal cord was. You will no longer be able to feel your feet or arms or anything lower than the point where your brain sends out a tentacle to control your body. Any ideas of self controlled motion fail and your unbalanced frame crashes to the earth. You defecate yourself as you muscles, void of any orders, relax. Air, precious oxygen, leaks from your body as your diaphragm releases itself to uncontrolled oblivion. But you’re not dead, your mind continues for a few moments, and sees this state of your once powerful form. And your sniveling, puss filled, hate filled, useless mass will lie in the dirt, your little mind unable to send the smallest of messages to anything below the nape of your neck. And all your claws and fortitude and whatever will do you no damn good. I hope the ground smells nice for your death when my English teacher takes you down. There. I feel much better. This is related to a game and if you are unfamiliar, don't worry about it. The reality is that in the week or so it will take me to get what I need to smack this putz, someone else will have done it for me. Unless he's better at weaseling than even I estimate him to be. And then I might get lucky. Nowhere in here do I intend to offend people with small dicks, flea ridden whores, hairy people, or imply that quadriplegics are useless. This player doesn't have the brains to operate without combat abilities and has problems even doing that. I maintain that this particular individual will suffer a great loss when reduced to only his mind. |
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Now to prove my dorkhood
Let me guess: Get of Fenris Lupus Ahearn (sp?)
See if you really want to twink you do a Black Fury instead so you can use tha Gift where you soot your claws. Long ranged ultra violence. That way you can be a pansy twink. Which is what all twink characters really are. Its sad to see people who couldn't cut it as bullies in the real world try to be bullies in fictional ones.
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Freedom, get in here.....
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The Tim no, it was a red talon. If I wanted to be a pansy twink, I'd be a Fury. I want to be an English teacher who pokes reality in her spare time, though.
What I'd love to see happen but won't, above and beyond sealing off his spinal cord, if for the STs to force him to play his char out with the injury. I'd even be willing to give him the six points of flaw and let him buy the resources background so he could have a wheel chair. If he played it out he could hook up with the Technocrasy and arm it with rocket launchers or lasers. All sorts of good fun death opportunities. I don't mind blood thirsty gaming, not my thing, but whatever. What bothers me is that I'll bet money he can have a char built and ready to go in under three minutes, but if he plays it for three months he will still have no idea why his char is in the city, what his char's life is like, or why anyone should give a flying fuck why he is in the game. I play with gamers. I want to play the game. That's it. |
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Hey! Stop bad mouthing the Black Furies! Pansy twinks are Children of Gaia.
![]() I love Werewolf, but it's amazing how easy it is for some twit to come along and really screw it up for everybody. We have a list of "No way in hell am I playing with that dweeb who doesn't have a real life" players that ruin it for everybody. Oh, and rule tweekers that pay absolutely no attention to what's right for their Tribe. Grrr... |
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Tengu, People will start out with some disability just to enjoy playing it out. Blind, deaf, insane, missing a leg, its all good role playing.
Twinks will buy flaws, but they avoid the personality making or role playing ability required ones, they buy ones like "Quick Temper" and then refuse to let it kick in when something bigger and meaner than they picks on them. The system is there to enable cool role playing, really snazzy playing pretend and it works for most people. |
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In general, Twinks use OOC knowledge IC and make things bad. i.e. they cheat.
In my little circle this definition has widened to "playing with no sincere want to play the game". Powergamers, cheaters, the aforesiad rule tweekers, the people who curl up in a corner and whine about never getting to do anything, the ST's girlfriend, Malks in bunny slippers who think they are five...all of them get tossed under the heading "Twink". There are more technical terms for each category, but for ease my friends have settled upon twink. You don't want to play, fine, don't. Don't spoil it for the rest of us, m'kay? |
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Tengu, the problem with that admirable method, is that you can control your injury in background, but picking one up along the way is difficult. If you are in any sort of a group, someone is going to peskily try to heal you.
Arden, at some point in time I may want a chat with you about Werewolf...I know very, very little about it. I found Mage and curled up safe and happy there. |
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And, dammit, I'd play it out. Though going through the change you propose for your twink might be frustrating enough to decide on suicide and roll up a new character, at least I'd go out IC!
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Although... Have you been over to http://www.white-wolf.com and seen what they're doing with Mummy? Looks very cool. The whole "Year of the Scarab" thing may just get me back into playing something besides Amber this year. [me and my Egyptian fixation] And about that healing thing... if I'm playing an Ahroun, you damn well better get away from me with your healing Rite. I earned that damned battle scar, thankyouverymuch! |
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And this is why the ST should just *whap* such people and be done with it...
My characters (for everything) always seem to wind up with missing limbs. It's fun, but becoming something of a nuisance. (incidentally: ever tried Mage as a drinking game? Instead of getting paradox--I keep wanting to call it taint....wrong game--you drink. It's a fun way to screw up a game world you're done with)... |
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I'm over at the white wolf site daily...its where this game is.
I don't heal scars. But in combat, the wall of muscle that is between me and whatever is trying to eat the group gets healed. When the muscle goes down due to injuries, I know I will die. Quickly. I don't play combat chars, not up close combat. I'll do my best from *over here* thank you. Part of that is keeping the actual fighting chars well enough to fight. Mage as a drinking game? BWAHAHAHAHAAAAA! That works on so many, many levels... I'd lose out fast, low tolerance and I get pretty spacey pretty fast. Its still a cool idea. |
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Arden...*grin*
Though I did get some good news in game today. My friend is making quite a shit list for himself. Several other red talons are wanting to kill him out because he makes such a bad name for the tribe. Not to mention everyone else who has run into him. Could be fun. |
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you misspelled grammar
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Other than that was it okay? Did I express myself well? Or is there still some confusion about my opinions?
I would like to know... |
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Most storytellers I know would just kick such an obvious powergamer out of it right away. Metagaming sucks too... especially in big Vampire LARPs.
And don't you be dissing the Furies! Damn straight. I don't play Mage that much, but oh my goodness, making it into a drinking game is the funniest idea.
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::: Makes a note to buy Medea's Child a copy of The Munchkin's Guide to Powergaming at the first opportunity, she'd enjoy it. :::
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Narile, I've seen that book. Its a stitch and a half.
LaurAnge, the STs of this seem to be of the idea that if he pisses off enough people they will gang up on him and he will die. Being an online environment, powergamers are the equivalent of trolls and they don't really want to feed him much. |
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Oh no! This is online? That's even worse!
At least in person you can smack people around
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Gawd, if all you want to do is roll dice, go find some ill-socialized twelve-year-olds to play with. I can suggest some. If you want to play with the grown-ups, play a character, not a character sheet. I feel your pain, Child. Particularly if it's online, so you can't stare down the little weenie and ask, "Are you here to play, or to hide behind the rulebook?" May the ST visit him with boils and break all his toys.
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Just an Invite
Clicky Clicky
Variation on WW's VtM "universe", but with a twist. We try not to let Twinks exist there for more than a week. Take a few minutes and explore. What could it hurt?
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Have a vamp from the Sabbat drink his blood. Since he doesn't play by the rules, no reason you should. A vampire werewolf with all of his stats and vamp magic also. Hehehe! That is, if you are the ST. If not, suggest it. It'll be fun! Maybe he will leave the group.
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I just got off the floor and my sides are killing me! Laughing more, ow.
::wheeeeewww:: Ahhh. For two years I ran a Garou chronicle for the Carpe Noctum LARP troupe in Charlotte county FL. I basically started because they were running the poor werewolves so badly it made me want to cry... those were the days... I re-retired two months ago. Now I just play... Ahhh the days of just playing. I'm currently the weakest character in the game, and I love it. I'm playing a 14th gen Nosferatu, with two physicals and a buttload of influence. BTW if anyone wants to know how to kill all the Fae in a city in two weeks, just lemme know. I was asked to do it last weekend for some reason, and I'm actually gonna pull it off. Damn i'm good. [awaiting flames for Fae-bashing] Honestly though, I only did it to see if I could pull it off. Where was I? who cares, later ![]() punk snot dead broccoli!
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I agree with the sentiment of the rant, but come on...you'r playing werewolf. Try Vampire or something with a little more charcter and politics to it if you want people to roleplay.
Tremere rule. Incidentally, I played vampire with werewolf, which was an interesting experience since werewoves fuck us up so much. Crazy bastards. |
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Although, his chances of survival are slim... Oh, and if you think Garou are above backstabbing politics, you haven't played with the damned Glass Walkers or Silver Fangs |
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Podkayne, that's my opinion exactly.
Pariah, I looked, but not deeply, I don't need to get any more addicted to anything. I know the first hit is free but... red dragon, He'll leave. Eventually. In a body bag. I'm serious, he's a dead puppy. aynrandlover, ah, something I didn't make clear. I'm not playing WW. I'm playing a Mage. I'm playing in an all inclusive online environment run by the white wolf site. It has everything in it, hunters, doggies, bastet, vamps, mages, technocrats, fae, and humans. I'm not upset that I got attacked by a werewolf. They do that. I'm upset about how the player behaved. Werewolves still have charactors, they still have roles to play out, while I'm not a knowledgable WW player, I have never heard that they simply get to roll dice and slash. I would have been happier to have been killed out by a well played red talon than survive a combat with this jackoff. I want people to role play. I don't see how werewolves should be excused. |
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If anything, Werewolf is harder to roleplay than any of the others. That's just my opinion, of course, but to roleplay it right takes more effort because of the physical demands on the *character*. I ran LARP {b}Werewolf[/b] here for awhile and we always played out the Rites and the Moots and that led to use doing it more and more in FtF. I personally hate dice rollers -people who can't roleplay worth a crap but the dice gods constantly give them 10s, worse in PBeM because you can't call "Live Table" to *make* them roleplay. When I GM, no matter what venue, good roleplayers are rewarded, bad ones....well.. accidents happen.
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Looking but not deeply-
Hehehe, not a problem. Addictions can be fickle.
So I've brought an excerpt from the site, the Introduction page: Why Roleplaying? ----- Why? Revitalization of a medium with great potential. I suppose the White Wolf "realm" could easily be substituted for any other escapist fare -- science fiction, fantasy, western, Harlequin Romance -- insofar as it provides a medium for creative expression through one of the world's ancient artistries, that of "role-playing." Storytelling can be traced back to the first instance that words were placed upon a page to convey a thought, idea or emotion. And the need to become involved, to, say, surrender to the vision of another individual for a time became not only evocative, but inspiring as well. The White Wolf ‘reality' is, truthfully, only another in a long line of role-playing games provided the general public for the means of amusement. The fact that it embraces the supernatural is not new to the medium, nor is the utilization of "stats" and "type." But, to their credit, the folks at White Wolf have proffered an incarnation of paradigm not only faithful to form, but innovative in approach as well. There is pathos behind the slaughter, righteousness behind the dementia. At least, there is room for these--for the emotions to take part, rather than simple logic and mechanics. The game shall be what one creates of it. Some play to vent, some to escape, some for therapy (shudder), and some simply wish to experience a freedom of expression often suppressed by the daily routine. To step out of the restraints of normalcy and slip on the form-fitting garments of the imagination, tailor-made to suit the individual taste. We are here to bring vitality back to the imagination. To express, rather than impress. The Masquerade should not, in our eyes, be that of the player hiding behind his or her character. The Masquerade should be that of finding the perfect masque which stretches supple over the face, leaving room to breathe, to see, to speak -- merely altering the characteristics of the player underneath -- granting permission, in a safe environs, to allow the hidden underpinnings of the psyche free roam for a time. It is a haven for the player to explore the depths of the imagination -- with a safety net, a guideline laid down by the StoryTeller, to ensure a gentle return to normalcy at the end of each session. Results are not the goal here. The process is. And, as in the realm of White Wolf's Masquerade, the goal is not to hide, but to integrate -- albeit some more harshly than others -- and to draw out the greatest qualities of life while holding something sacred close to the heart; be it a secret, a yearning, a passion, a desire -- or dementia. the.wayward are the denizens of those who shun the posturing of the commonplace, in favor of the limitlessness of the extraordinary. Welcome to the fringe of genius. --N. ------ Tickle tickle tickle |
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