Because a significant portion of your participation has consisted of bitching, moaning and barking at others in oversensitive indignation every time someone even hints at questioning your motives. Good lord, earlier you even bitched at being resurrected, which boggles the mind because you could have just said “no, I’ve been in Parma and I’ve been in the grave, and overall I prefer the grave.” I highly doubt pizzaguy dragged you unwilling out of the depths of Tartarus or wherever you were hanging out. So why the hell did you agree to it then if you hate this game so much?
(The better question is why anyone resurrected you in the first place, though I grudgingly admit it’s better to have a Townsperson – assuming you remain Town – alive rather than dead.)
Truth is, you were a pain in the pedeshva before you died, and death hasn’t improved you much as far as I can see. (And that goes double for your Evil, high-fiving twin who shouldn’t be posting in this thread anymore considering he’s dead.)
Astral, OTOH, has been both useful to town and friendly, gave a pretty calm and helpful speech when it was clear he was being railroaded into a lynch, and has come back from the other side pretty chipper and most of all, contributive. So he gets the benefit of the doubt. Guiri is getting some benefit of the doubt from me too, but it’s waning after that stunt he pulled on Sunday, and then repeating it today. (Not that it really matters a jot to whom I’m giving the benefit of the doubt, I’m not queen of the game, but you asked, so I’m telling you.)
Look, morale here sucks. I am as susceptible to the low morale as anyone else, and frankly the only ones who can save us from this are pizzaguy by pushing things forward and getting back to being more proactive as a moderator despite his own inclinations and disappointments, and ourselves for agreeing to stop carping at each other like a bunch of fishwives especially those of us who are on the same goddamned side (unless, again, you took some alternate path that apparently pizza has been offering to deadies).
So instead of you constantly bringing up crap when I’m not even TALKING TO YOU like “oh so clearly you don’t like anything I write choie” or “oh but choie said THIS when I said the same thing!” – like Applegate Skinner or whatever that bratty kid’s name was from Trumpet of the Swan – for fuck’s sake can you just get over it and just play the friggin’ game?
In return I promise not to address another thing to you as long as we both shall live.