ohmylord, why?

...the cat puked on my keyboard.

There are not words to describe the EW factor. I just thought I'd share. That is all.

no love,
me.

damn you, heidi.

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So. I don't RP for various reasons, the least of which is that I have a God complex. I would want to control every damn thing and this, my friends, is bad form. You either get the hell over that or you don't RP. You write fiction instead. Along those same lines, if you have two sides taking part in a battle royale, you can't stack the deck. You cannot have one side get away with murder or simply have more power going against the little guy if you have any hope whatsoever of having the little guy find this fun. When you were little, didn't you try this crap with "Let's pretend"? My brother and I each got a stern talking to about how if you want someone else to play with you, you can't just automatically make all the rules to suit your needs. The other person gets so fed up with this that they will not play with you anymore. It's why you don't have five year old competing with fifteen year olds. It. Isn't. Balanced.

But the single most ridiculous thing I've read all day, and I did read some of my Sweet Valley collection as well as old Teen magazines: How dare you claim I am being biased toward my own side?

Would anyone care to poke that with a ten-foot pole to see what is ever so amusing? Anyone? Anyone at all?

Bah. Back to hissing internally anytime this is mentioned, I suppose.