true bank ninja confessions
Jul. 12th, 2008 11:10 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
pauraque_bkI'm taking most of the day off work today because I had a very painful medical procedure done yesterday, and I figure among reasons to take off work, that's a pretty good one. The good news is that I don't have bladder cancer. The bad news, as usual, is that they don't know what I do have.
I was trying to think how to explain why my WoW guild collapsed in a way my fandom friends could understand, and the first thing that came to mind was Pornish Pixies, and the attendant perpetual wank about being "elitist" and why one writer got invited and another didn't, and so on. That analogy only goes so far, because a guild is really more like a sports team -- some players are gonna get cut. (Okay I've never been on a sports team. But I've seen them on TV.)
In our case the wank wasn't about people getting cut and crying about it, it was actually about the leaders of the guild resisting the idea that they had to cut anyone, which was highly ironic as that was the primary reason we left our previous guild.
As it turns out, it's very easy to say "we'd be better off without these people, wouldn't things be different if we were in charge", but very difficult -- for some -- to actually put it into practice.
I think I've posted before about how I've been playing this game with the same core group of 10 or so people for 2+ years, staying together through three guild splits and transferring to a new server together. (Transferring servers costs 25 bucks per character, so yeah we loved each other a lot.)
Past dramas were always "our group" sticking together against another, so I guess we were due for an internal explosion. When the negative effects of the whole "not cutting anybody" policy came to a head, everyone was already so frustrated and angry that it just degenerated into a blame-fest, former friends turning on each other, huge wank complete with bahleeted posts, etc.
Three of the four leaders quit the game -- suddenly, but at least maintaining some level of dignity. Though some people found it slightly irritating to hear "everything is fine everything is fine everything is fine BTW we're all quitting good luck".
As for the fourth -- the actual founder and top dog of the whole thing -- he first decided to "take a break for a month", which then changed to "just quitting raiding", then "maybe raiding sometimes", and has actually amounted to him hanging around and actively sabotaging the attempts of others to salvage what was left of the guild.
So. I don't know what my plans are. It's not the game I'm burnt out on, it's being treated like shit by people who used to be my friends, in what used to be my escape. Sadly probably most of you in fandom can relate to that.
I was trying to think how to explain why my WoW guild collapsed in a way my fandom friends could understand, and the first thing that came to mind was Pornish Pixies, and the attendant perpetual wank about being "elitist" and why one writer got invited and another didn't, and so on. That analogy only goes so far, because a guild is really more like a sports team -- some players are gonna get cut. (Okay I've never been on a sports team. But I've seen them on TV.)
In our case the wank wasn't about people getting cut and crying about it, it was actually about the leaders of the guild resisting the idea that they had to cut anyone, which was highly ironic as that was the primary reason we left our previous guild.
As it turns out, it's very easy to say "we'd be better off without these people, wouldn't things be different if we were in charge", but very difficult -- for some -- to actually put it into practice.
I think I've posted before about how I've been playing this game with the same core group of 10 or so people for 2+ years, staying together through three guild splits and transferring to a new server together. (Transferring servers costs 25 bucks per character, so yeah we loved each other a lot.)
Past dramas were always "our group" sticking together against another, so I guess we were due for an internal explosion. When the negative effects of the whole "not cutting anybody" policy came to a head, everyone was already so frustrated and angry that it just degenerated into a blame-fest, former friends turning on each other, huge wank complete with bahleeted posts, etc.
Three of the four leaders quit the game -- suddenly, but at least maintaining some level of dignity. Though some people found it slightly irritating to hear "everything is fine everything is fine everything is fine BTW we're all quitting good luck".
As for the fourth -- the actual founder and top dog of the whole thing -- he first decided to "take a break for a month", which then changed to "just quitting raiding", then "maybe raiding sometimes", and has actually amounted to him hanging around and actively sabotaging the attempts of others to salvage what was left of the guild.
So. I don't know what my plans are. It's not the game I'm burnt out on, it's being treated like shit by people who used to be my friends, in what used to be my escape. Sadly probably most of you in fandom can relate to that.
