the bad, the good, and the wtfdrama
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whitereflectionWeird thing #1 in guild this week: One of our officers reported in absent for a medical emergency, gave the reason as "less finger than there used to be". D: Poor guy lost part of a middle finger on one hand, looked like the other fingers got messed up some, too, but not bad like that (yeah, because this is the sort of people we all on the internet are, he wanted to show pics, and the guild folks wanted to see 'em. I did glance at the thumbnails of the pics, but couldn't make myself really *look*, much less pull up the full-size photo). Crush injury, too, so yerrgh... D:
Weird thing # 2 in guild this week...and exhibit #1 of how I am a bad person. We have this new member. She seems to get along well with people. Chatty, a bit flirty, but hadn't been overly so. Last night she was a bit more over the top--we got to hear her 'how my parents accidentally saw some of my sex toys' story. Which is no big deal in and of itself. Just a bit of an odd duck--nuclear chemist, but...doesn't come off like that? Sounds like a bit of a wild social life. And last night was the kicker. She spoke up in raid asking peoples' opinions about if she'd been a bitch for sending a guy she was sleeping with home for some toadish thing he did, and the group concluded that no, she wasn't a bitch for it. She brought it up a couple more times, one person even told her she was a good hearted person and this guy was taking advantage of her. Then she mentioned that he was calling her a couple times.
Then the kicker. She has to go afk because he's shown up there. Then she's back on our voice chat crying--saying he broke her nose, her nose is bleeding, she's had to call the police. People. Freak. The. Fuck. Out. Male, female, 99% of people are freaking out and panicking about how to help her somehow, but no one's close. Finally she comes back, says again the police are coming, the guy's gone because she had been screaming and her neighbor turned an outdoor light on. People are still freaking out today, wanting to make sure she's gonna be safe.
And me...this is how I was and am a bad person. During this all, at one point, I took my headset off. When we weren't doing raid stuff, I alt tabbed away from the game and only peeked back to see when I was needed to do things. I just...it's been nearly 10 goddamned years, but that bullshit with Kateri Marie and the GW crowd *STILL* is fucking me up to this day. Because this gal may very well have had a case of domestic violence, and I only hear klaxons and alarm bells and see warning flags that are all screaming HOAX HOAX HOAX. Instead of any compassion, I feel disbelief and skepticism--like at one point having the fleeting thought of "If her nose is broken or at least bleeding from a hit, she doesn't sound very stuffed up..." Like I would know what someone would sound like with a nose injury. But no, my first kneejerk reaction in this situation is to doubt and to roll to disbelieve. And it really bothers me that I've become that sort of person, because I don't think I can unbecome it, not after this long. I thought I still trusted easily, but I guess not?
And now because I'm that sort of person, I'm gonna ask my one buddy who's got officer section access to cut/paste me her app info, so maybe if her old guild names/server's there I can maybe go talk to 'em and just...check. What sort of person she was, whether there were any problems with stories, hoaxing. Because, yeah. God, makes my brain hurt. Feeling more and more tempted to leave the guild, between ex-ofc and ex-ofc's sweetie with their matching fuckbad attitudes, elitist raider with his monster chip on his shoulder, potential drama queen, a whole lot of people I'm invisible to, a lot of people that are just kind of...dim, and this is *me* talking, fellow lock who likes to blow me off if I because I obviously don't know jack or shit and he knows everything (and he always does it with a :) when he talks), and and and... Almost tempted to go to the other server where an online friend went to, but their guild is much further ahead, and I am horrible at learning new stuff--the catching up to their level would be incredibly painful.
Okay, so the good. Started writing last night. Went a little nuts with it, being that I couldn't stop messing with it until like 5:30 am, and then I went ahead and got up at 6 am. : / One thing I will say is...whatever people think of a show like Supernatural, I haven't written **anything** since November of 2007. Because of this show and these characters, I've started getting from daydreams-stuck-in-my-head to actually typing out for the first time in over a year and a half. I am grateful to it for that, more than I can say. Can I finish this one thing? And maybe do others? I won't hold my breath. But at least I'm creating *something*.
Weird thing # 2 in guild this week...and exhibit #1 of how I am a bad person. We have this new member. She seems to get along well with people. Chatty, a bit flirty, but hadn't been overly so. Last night she was a bit more over the top--we got to hear her 'how my parents accidentally saw some of my sex toys' story. Which is no big deal in and of itself. Just a bit of an odd duck--nuclear chemist, but...doesn't come off like that? Sounds like a bit of a wild social life. And last night was the kicker. She spoke up in raid asking peoples' opinions about if she'd been a bitch for sending a guy she was sleeping with home for some toadish thing he did, and the group concluded that no, she wasn't a bitch for it. She brought it up a couple more times, one person even told her she was a good hearted person and this guy was taking advantage of her. Then she mentioned that he was calling her a couple times.
Then the kicker. She has to go afk because he's shown up there. Then she's back on our voice chat crying--saying he broke her nose, her nose is bleeding, she's had to call the police. People. Freak. The. Fuck. Out. Male, female, 99% of people are freaking out and panicking about how to help her somehow, but no one's close. Finally she comes back, says again the police are coming, the guy's gone because she had been screaming and her neighbor turned an outdoor light on. People are still freaking out today, wanting to make sure she's gonna be safe.
And me...this is how I was and am a bad person. During this all, at one point, I took my headset off. When we weren't doing raid stuff, I alt tabbed away from the game and only peeked back to see when I was needed to do things. I just...it's been nearly 10 goddamned years, but that bullshit with Kateri Marie and the GW crowd *STILL* is fucking me up to this day. Because this gal may very well have had a case of domestic violence, and I only hear klaxons and alarm bells and see warning flags that are all screaming HOAX HOAX HOAX. Instead of any compassion, I feel disbelief and skepticism--like at one point having the fleeting thought of "If her nose is broken or at least bleeding from a hit, she doesn't sound very stuffed up..." Like I would know what someone would sound like with a nose injury. But no, my first kneejerk reaction in this situation is to doubt and to roll to disbelieve. And it really bothers me that I've become that sort of person, because I don't think I can unbecome it, not after this long. I thought I still trusted easily, but I guess not?
And now because I'm that sort of person, I'm gonna ask my one buddy who's got officer section access to cut/paste me her app info, so maybe if her old guild names/server's there I can maybe go talk to 'em and just...check. What sort of person she was, whether there were any problems with stories, hoaxing. Because, yeah. God, makes my brain hurt. Feeling more and more tempted to leave the guild, between ex-ofc and ex-ofc's sweetie with their matching fuckbad attitudes, elitist raider with his monster chip on his shoulder, potential drama queen, a whole lot of people I'm invisible to, a lot of people that are just kind of...dim, and this is *me* talking, fellow lock who likes to blow me off if I because I obviously don't know jack or shit and he knows everything (and he always does it with a :) when he talks), and and and... Almost tempted to go to the other server where an online friend went to, but their guild is much further ahead, and I am horrible at learning new stuff--the catching up to their level would be incredibly painful.
Okay, so the good. Started writing last night. Went a little nuts with it, being that I couldn't stop messing with it until like 5:30 am, and then I went ahead and got up at 6 am. : / One thing I will say is...whatever people think of a show like Supernatural, I haven't written **anything** since November of 2007. Because of this show and these characters, I've started getting from daydreams-stuck-in-my-head to actually typing out for the first time in over a year and a half. I am grateful to it for that, more than I can say. Can I finish this one thing? And maybe do others? I won't hold my breath. But at least I'm creating *something*.
