If people are creating the history as they go, is it not the same as simply defining little bits of history that other people can't use rather than doing it all at once? What's the difference? I can't get away with defining half a day's worth of history, whereas other people can do entire campaigns based on their creations and no-one bats an eyelid. I was expecting them to have town criers, who if not sponsored by the ToF, wouold certainly be heeded most strongly by them. If these don't exist, who is to say that they were alive last week? What is there to defnine them as being people? I am sorry if the way I speak the truth offends people, but if no-one disputes the fact that there are written histories somewhere, where are they and what do they say? Why am I being kept from reading them? What is in them that I shouldn't see?
The lack of maps means that I can't define anything in the world being there. I can't say that there are orchards round my house, because if I did, I would be defining part of the world that someone else then couldn't change. What if someone wanted to live near me but wanted farmland as far as they eye could see? It would also defnine House Fortrayre as a centre for fruit distribution for the Barony, and as there are no roads or economy on and OOC basis to speak of, it can't be the case. I can't know where I live because I'm not being allowed to know - I can't nail down a location because then everyone has to be aware of it and it becomes intractable for the future. People scream and start gibbering when they hear that, so I can't have a fixed abode.
Biscuit and Vortex were played by giften roleplayers that could turn their hand to anything. Daenaram, Vaexarius and Juilin were not - they were played by an actor who feels almost naked in the absence of a script and was desperately trying to fit in with what was going on, and feels that without anything to define who or what he is, he can't. It doesn't matter if others disagree - if he feels that he isn't having fun playing a formless inert mass in a stripy shirt, no-one can tell him that he really is. I am being stopped from having a long history, because every time I do, someone goes through it with a fine-tooth comb and tells me I can't do this, that and the other. The Ahnbree elves were a glade outside the Barony's borders twenty years ago, but are now disbanded and are covered by Barony farmland. In writing this, I defined how the borders have expanded in that time, and so should not have been allowed to say it - I got round it by having it being unverifiable, I felt so very dirty typing that it could not be confirmed. Might as well have phased into existence three seconds before time in on the first game, having never existed beforehand. Clan Firestorm were a known glade of elves inside the Barony's borders, who had a history of sending warriors and mages to service. I couldn't say this, because I would ten be defining some people from history, which could not be denied later on. These people would have had to existed, and tsuch things might have interefered with past/present/future plot or characters, making Vaexarius' history invalid. Juilin didn't have a history, and I was bored out of my crust playing him. Make of that what you will.
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I was expecting them to have town criers, who if not sponsored by the ToF, wouold certainly be heeded most strongly by them. If these don't exist, who is to say that they were alive last week? What is there to defnine them as being people?
I am sorry if the way I speak the truth offends people, but if no-one disputes the fact that there are written histories somewhere, where are they and what do they say? Why am I being kept from reading them? What is in them that I shouldn't see?
The lack of maps means that I can't define anything in the world being there. I can't say that there are orchards round my house, because if I did, I would be defining part of the world that someone else then couldn't change. What if someone wanted to live near me but wanted farmland as far as they eye could see? It would also defnine House Fortrayre as a centre for fruit distribution for the Barony, and as there are no roads or economy on and OOC basis to speak of, it can't be the case.
I can't know where I live because I'm not being allowed to know - I can't nail down a location because then everyone has to be aware of it and it becomes intractable for the future. People scream and start gibbering when they hear that, so I can't have a fixed abode.
Biscuit and Vortex were played by giften roleplayers that could turn their hand to anything. Daenaram, Vaexarius and Juilin were not - they were played by an actor who feels almost naked in the absence of a script and was desperately trying to fit in with what was going on, and feels that without anything to define who or what he is, he can't. It doesn't matter if others disagree - if he feels that he isn't having fun playing a formless inert mass in a stripy shirt, no-one can tell him that he really is.
I am being stopped from having a long history, because every time I do, someone goes through it with a fine-tooth comb and tells me I can't do this, that and the other. The Ahnbree elves were a glade outside the Barony's borders twenty years ago, but are now disbanded and are covered by Barony farmland. In writing this, I defined how the borders have expanded in that time, and so should not have been allowed to say it - I got round it by having it being unverifiable, I felt so very dirty typing that it could not be confirmed. Might as well have phased into existence three seconds before time in on the first game, having never existed beforehand.
Clan Firestorm were a known glade of elves inside the Barony's borders, who had a history of sending warriors and mages to service. I couldn't say this, because I would ten be defining some people from history, which could not be denied later on. These people would have had to existed, and tsuch things might have interefered with past/present/future plot or characters, making Vaexarius' history invalid.
Juilin didn't have a history, and I was bored out of my crust playing him. Make of that what you will.