GamerHandle
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 Umm.. yep.
 So, there's this door...
Wed 22 Jul 2015
at 13:15
Vents with allowed responses - 3
In keeping with the spirit and tradition: Because it's so popular (and needed) I submit this thread.
ShadoPrism
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Wed 22 Jul 2015
at 13:40
Re: Vents with allowed responses - 3
As the person who set up thread 2, well done GamerHandle.
GamerHandle
 member, 765 posts
 Umm.. yep.
 So, there's this door...
Wed 22 Jul 2015
at 14:08
Re: Vents with allowed responses - 3
I have a vent... And, this may sound completely silly; but, it's slightly a continuation of someone else's vent about professional work and being approached by those not interested in realizing the value of time.

Just because someone does not work at a mega-corporation: does not mean they are not professionals.  When someone is a consultant; it is just that.  I, personally dislike driving, and thus do not take the higher wages that can come with being a translator to work at some corporate office.  I do, however; provide translation services.  When people ask, "ooh, will you translate my novel for me?" I usually raise my eyebrow and just glare until the point is made.  (I'm not talking about people who willingly pay my going-rates, I'm talking about the person who asks it 'as a favor'.)

People... time... wow...
Wyrm
 member, 567 posts
Wed 22 Jul 2015
at 14:09
Re: Vents with allowed responses - 3
It sucks we need to go into a third thread. But such is life.
tulgurth
 member, 154 posts
 35 years of gaming
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Wed 22 Jul 2015
at 14:36
Re: Vents with allowed responses - 3
Could be worse Wyrm, if we did not have threads like this, how many bell towers will be filled with people with high powered rifles?  Sometimes it just takes someone venting what ticks them off to alleviate such needs for bell towers.  :)
ShadoPrism
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Wed 22 Jul 2015
at 15:05
Re: Vents with allowed responses - 3
New vent: I want to kill my new Cat this morning - we got a group of semi-wild kittens here (3 or 4 months old) and over the past couple weeks we have gotten some of them to come in to the kitchen on their own (in an effort to socialize them to humans). This morning one of the more timid ones came in, completely on her own and my large house cat (Sister) attacked her, then me when I tried to stop her from attacking the much smaller animal.
Sister is a very large black cat, and I am learning a bit of a bully to other animals (I inherited her last month when her owner died). Oddly Sister is normally a sweet-heart to humans. All lovey and soft pawed around us.
Needless to say I feel rather disappointed in Sisters behavior.
Wyrm
 member, 568 posts
Wed 22 Jul 2015
at 16:07
Re: Vents with allowed responses - 3
In reply to ShadoPrism (msg # 6):

Ah, yeah. The problem is that it is an older cat, dealing with new interlopers in it's recently claimed territory. Something the new kittens would have learned otherwise.
praguepride
 member, 1028 posts
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Wed 22 Jul 2015
at 16:36
Re: Vents with allowed responses - 3
Just like integrating cats to humans, you have to integrate cats to cats. Especially if they start showing weakness or start sniffing by "important" parts of the house like the food dish...it might seem random but there are just variables at play you can't sense because you're not a cat (probably :P)

I have a very hostile cat and it took years before my second cat was "accepted" and they still fight occasionally. For the first several months the hostile cat would hiss and howl and swipe at the other cat but over time it learned it didn't have to really compete for food or attention and in the winters they would cuddle up next to each other for warmth.
Brianna
 member, 1987 posts
Wed 22 Jul 2015
at 21:00
Re: Vents with allowed responses - 3
Some cats just won't consider the existence of other cats.  Molly, the cat who lives downstairs, is one of those.  She is a terrible bully whenever another cat is around; she even still stalks the door between our place and there, looking for the cat who lives up here.  I'm told she's so territorial that when they take our cat's litter box downstairs to wash it, she immediately hops in and uses it, even if she just used her own.  When there was a foster down there for a while, she would climb over the gate put up to separate them, though she's in her late teens and normally well beyond anything so strenuous.  They had to put another gate on top of the first, not just to prevent violence, but for fear she would hurt herself.  Of course, then the two of them sat one each side and hissed, even though they couldn't see one another, and she wouldn't have been able to hear him.

Also our cat had previously lived her entire life with another cat, both about eight or nine, but the other cat still picked on her (the main of several reasons she now lives somewhere else as the only cat).  It didn't tend to be so violent, but it was still unpleasant.

Sister may be like that, especially if she didn't previously have to share.
ShadoPrism
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Wed 22 Jul 2015
at 21:14
Re: Vents with allowed responses - 3
Actually she did share, but the other cat IS a stereotypical scaredy cat. Just looking at him can cause him to run away. He is 10 years older than her (Charlie), he now roams around the neighborhood cause the Only person he would let near him is the woman who died.
He still comes around and eats at the outside cat's bowls though, so we know he is around.

Sister barely tolerates our dog to. He gets with in a foot of her and the claws come out. Though she doesn't hiss at him (she prefers stealth attacks with our Golden Retriever). He learned very quickly that she Only behaves herself when a human is near by, the rest of the time he has learned to avoid her.
Evil Empryss
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Thu 23 Jul 2015
at 04:46
Death to Cookie Cutter Unbelievable Characters
If I receive another submission in one of my games for some uber-secret special forces, mega-powered, untouchable, past-filled-with-tragedy character, I'm going to shut down any and all submissions.

Shapeshifters are already killing machines, so why do people feel the need to make them so insanely over the top with their background?  You weren't always a monster.  At one point you had a life, maybe a family, went to school, had friends.  Why does that life HAVE to be a selection of the most poorly-written, over-used, dystopian sludge that people can come up with?

I get excited when people send an RTJ asking if they can join, and then dread opening the next PM, knowing it will probably contain the hack concept that will kill another little piece of my faith in humanity.
Piestar
 member, 575 posts
 once upon a time...
 ...there was a little pie
Thu 23 Jul 2015
at 05:46
Re: Death to Cookie Cutter Unbelievable Characters
In reply to Evil Empryss (msg # 11):

While I don't get submissions like those, I understand your frustration. Seems to me the point of role playing is the create a character who has all of those traits thru the playing of the game! I can't count how many games I've played where the first level character I am playing beside is first level and has already defeated all the greatest swordsmen in their homeland, or something equally outlandish.
Tyr Hawk
 member, 73 posts
 You know that one guy?
 Yeah, that's me.
Thu 23 Jul 2015
at 06:35
Re: Death to Cookie Cutter Unbelievable Characters
Disclaimer: I feel like maybe I'm supposed to be angry in order to vent, because that's what I keep reading in these threads but... I dunno. I guess I think maybe there are other emotions that might need some venting too, you know? Anyways, this is one of those non-angry posts so, if you're looking for anger, you might want to scroll down. Sorry if this is the wrong place for this, I just... suffice it to say, I needed to vent.

Sometimes, I feel alone. I'm not alone, almost ever. I'm surrounded by people at work, I've got two roommates and an overbearingly affectionate cat (when he's not scared by some gentle noise or a soft movement from across the ocean), and I'm online all the time talking to people, roleplaying, and generally interacting with a few dozen people everyday. But I feel alone, and I guess that's important.

I've always liked to roleplay because it takes my mind off of things, off of that loneliness I feel. It whisks me away to be somewhere else, to be someone else who isn't so alone. It's why I write. It's why I read. And, sometimes, I feel like it wouldn't be such a bad thing if it would just work all the time. It doesn't though. I don't know of anything that works every single time (some things are getting mighty close though).

I don't mean to sound like one of those people that relies on escapism to avoid my problems. I don't. I face a lot of my problems head on (well, maybe at an angle) and I keep on going until I've found a solution, until I've found something that works for me and works within the system I'm in. I don't run from everything, I just have to run occasionally because when I say I tackle everything that comes my way what I mean is that I take on responsibilities and problems I really shouldn't in order to help other people. I break myself in order to make certain that, when the day's done, everyone else can smile, can feel better, can go to sleep and not wake up in a cold sweat because something was left undone.

I'm killing myself to make other people happy, and that's why I feel alone.

I don't think anyone really gets it. I think there are a lot of people who can understand it. I think there are even more who can give advice - perfect and wonderful advice, the kind of advice I would give out to anyone who came asking - but that advice never works for me. Why? Because the advice always comes from the same place. It comes from wanting to help me, and I am wholly unconcerned with helping me. I survive. I push through. I withstand whatever it is the world can muster up to throw at me because that's what it takes to be the person I want to be: the person who can help people when they need it. I don't really need to worry about me, because I've made it through more than most people do in a lifetime already. I should know; everyone says so once they've heard my story (does that mean it's true? Maybe. Maybe not. I don't really know and I don't think it's all that important).

I'm no saint. I'm stubborn as a wall made of mules for the same reasons that I'm endlessly patient with friends and family. I'm blinded by my own ambitions, because in trying to see and handle everything I miss so much. I'm slipping. Slowly, but surely, I'm slipping into something. Madness or depression or who-knows-what. It doesn't really matter. I'm just slipping.

In the end though, I haven't met someone who really gets it. Someone who can understand the mindset without pushing all of these outside ideas onto it. Someone who doesn't think that my drive to be a martyr (yes, I know, I'm Tyr the Martyr, we'll all laugh about it later) is inherently bad, because I don't see it that way. And I guess that's why I feel alone.

I'm tired, and rambling, and this is all really just a way to get my mind to stop screaming at me so I can finally get some sleep, but thank you for reading, if you have. I should perhaps save this, go back over it in the morning and make my points more eloquently and completely than they appear here, but that would defeat the purpose, neh? You don't choose to keep some of the noxious fumes inside. You don't pretty up the smoke before you left it out the chimney. Right? Right...

Before I get any advice though, I just want to make certain people know what I would say to myself if someone else came to me like this because, well, I feel this is as much a part of the vent as the rest of it. I know better, I can make the arguments for why I should stop, but I don't because of what I've said above. Humor me, I suppose, if you're still reading.

Being a martyr isn't all it's cracked up to be. It's dirty. It's rough. And it will break you. It's meant to. And you can't help anyone if you're broken. You need to fix yourself, you need to take care of yourself if you ever hope to effectively take care of anyone else. Sure, you might be able to stumble through and support someone on your broken leg, but you'd be able to support two if you'd just let your leg heal.

No one wants to see you hurting. Your worst enemies might, but who actually has enemies these days? Some people hold grudges. Some people don't like other people. But it's rare - so rare that it's almost extinct - that anyone would actually want to see you slowly wither away just so you could help someone else. No matter what you think there are people who care, people who want to help you, and you're hurting them by hurting yourself. It's a vicious cycle and you need to be a part of the solution if you want to break it. You can still help people. You can still do the right thing. You just might need to take it a bit more slowly, but you'll do it better if you do. You will; you just have to trust me on that.

And... I guess that's all. Sorry for the disorganization and the almost childish nature of my complaints, but... yeah. Maybe I should've used more colors...
ShadoPrism
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Thu 23 Jul 2015
at 21:59
Depression and Madness, the good side
In reply to Tyr Hawk (msg # 13):

I have to say this. I get where your coming from. Been through allot of it myself over my lifetime. Though the last few years it feels like I hit a wall and yet something keeps trying to push me through it.
So I come here, read other peoples problems, or thoughts, or games or what ever. Sometimes I offer my 2.5 cents (.5 is for inflation), try to mix in a little humor (I know my humor is strange, I have people tell me that allot). The Depression and Madness are pretty much the same really. The mind trying to cope with and defend against the insanity of life I suppose. (The Madness part is not so bad really. Helps with the Gaming stuff from time to time, especially if your a GM).

That said, venting need not be about anger, its a thread to get things off ones chest, for good or ill, to let go of some things and try and help or get help from others. To find those of us who are like us but just different enough to be able to offer help or support or just an ear to listen (well eyes to read, this is a blog site after all).

At any rate, despite how your feeling, your not really alone, there are other people out there in similar boats, just paddling different streams. (I imagine a few trying to go against the flow to, some people are just like that).

Take heart man, we few good souls need to look out for each other to. (we few, pig headed, do or die or blue-tch till we die types)
kouk
 member, 580 posts
Thu 23 Jul 2015
at 22:28
Re: Depression and Madness, the good side
I take on too much myself, and am still trying to learn to let stuff go.

I won't say any of that hackneyed normal stuff Tyr. It's simpler and more effective to go to a psychiatrist, with an eye toward a low dosage anti-depressant. Not to "fix your loneliness" but just to take the self-hating edge off a bit and give you the breathing room to work on the boring long term solutions you already know.

Humans use tools. Medicine is a tool. Doctor-prescribed is better than self-prescribed because you can use an eyeglass screwdriver with some low dosage stuff compared to a hammer of recreational drugs and alcohol.
ShadoPrism
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Thu 23 Jul 2015
at 22:52
Re: Depression and Madness, the good side
I prefer cats and caffeine and sugar over drugs myself. :P
Evil Empryss
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Sun 26 Jul 2015
at 18:50
Re: Depression and Madness, the good side
After years of paying people hundreds of dollars to replace my brakes, I decided to learn to do it myself. Heck, I recently replaced the water pump, powersteering pump, and did a coolant system and transmission flush/filter change on my Grand Cherokee, so I figured I'd try the brakes on the Civic next.

Once more I'm furious at how mechanics rip people off.  Start to finish, replacing the front rotors and pads on my Civic cost me $80 and took 45 minutes.  The local shops want over $300 for the service.  When the rain stops I'll be going back out to do the same to my Jeep.  That one was estimated at almost $500, but it's costing me $150 in parts.

*goes off grumbling about rip-off artists*