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Some Things that Bother the Hell Outta Me |
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Ok. So most of you nonexistant readers know that I'm an avid roleplayer. Others know that I write elsewhere as well.
As a writer, there are plenty of things that naturally bother me with other people's writing.
Firstly, I CANNOT STAND IT when people get all of these hominyms mixed up. There, their, they're. Your, You're. Through, Threw. You get the picture. It's second, third grade level english. The only people I'd let slip from this are ESLs.
Then there's the use of the apostrophe-s when people actually mean the plurality. Monster's= ownership. Monsters= plurality.
The wall of words. People assume that others are as interested in their writing as they are. Little do they know that that is the furthest from the truth. It's ALWAYS best to split writing up into paragraphs instead of subjecting others to a crazy block of text.
Light-colored text. I'd love to read something, if I don't have to highlight to see anything but a lemon-yellow blob.
Then there are the things that bother me automatically.
Like complainers (ironic, since I'm complaining as I type). They voice a complaint, then react with the least amount of grace possible when somebody actually responds to it.
And why roleplay with people you're going to complain about anyways? Start your own damn roleplay so you can choose what poor creatures you play with. That way you'll have nobody to blame but yourself when they get on your nerves.
And people who take a character's insults to heart. THE CHARACTER IS NOT REAL, DAMMIT!
Zombies. They're all the same. I am so tired of legions of kitsunes, lycans, vampires, elves, demons, human slaves... they all look, and eventually sound, alike. I will never remember them. Never.
Also, people who automatically judge others immediately upon reading one line. In real life, I take care to mask my words. If I'm blunt online, it means absolutely nothing. And the way I mean something to sound is not the same way somebody might read it. Read with an open mind, would you?
Chips. On shoulders. They bother me. Some seem to go around looking for fights. I'm not online to fight or be hassled by somebody wanting one. I'm here to get away from my real life, which happens to suck.
Cussing. I know, I've done my fair share of it. However, there's a line that must not be crossed. There's a point when one starts sounding like one has no adjectives to replace said cussing. Then they start sounding like the kids in my art class, who used to classify every noun as "********".
Substitute "damn" every time you're inclined to write "very;" your editor will delete it and the writing will be just as it should be. ~Mark Twain
He's right... but we don't have editors here on Gaia, so we'll just have to make do with our own senses of how stupid we sound.
Angst. I get a lot of it. Please, please, please, please, please don't subject me to more. Unless you're dying, you're badly wounded, you've just seen somebody barf up their intestines for the first time, your parents both were slaughtered, you're in a situation without ANY HOPE WHATSOEVER, DON'T come crying to me about it. Roleplays included. I worked on my school's lit mag. Two girls gave us fourty or so pieces about death, dying, drugs, cutting, and dark innuendos. I could have torn my eyes out so that I might never read again. Angst is like that.
However, since I went through and pointed out my pet peeves, I might as well point out what I love in a roleplayer.
The people I roleplay with are creative. They can take an otherwise straightforward plot and bend it so that it's a mystery even to myself. However, they also converse with me about where we want a rp to go. They use their characters efficiently- given them voices, faces... I will never forget them for the people they became. A good roleplayer can do that, you know. They can give their character an identity that's strong and lasting. They can discreetly hint at the facial features, while giving an accent that I can actually hear.
The people I roleplay with are smart. They can tie in unique ideas, philosophies, and facts into their writing and I much appreciate the stimulation.
The people I roleplay with challenge me and my characters. They make us strive for solutions that would not have been apparent before.
The people I roleplay with know how to discreetly handle their differences. They don't take their anger out on each other, thus making the thread a pain to visit. They don't make us choose sides.
The people I roleplay with understand writer's block. They understand disappearances. They understand what it means to be human, with mistakes and flaws.
The people I roleplay with are absolutely amazing. They can take a mere story and turn it into an epic. We've reached two hundred pages, literately. That's a feat that I'm glad to have shared with them.
There. Do you understand why I am the way I am?
If you don't, then it's not the sender's fault.
TempestuousSeas · Sun Jun 24, 2007 @ 11:48pm · 1 Comments |
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