Death of a child

[If the opinions expressed in the continuing post have offended anyone, then know this: Tough luck! This is my personal blogging site and, like it says in its description, it is the Ranting place for the goddess. ME!]

Anyone who knows me, my characters, and my my rp style will know that I take these sorts of things VERY seriously. Creating new and interesting characters is particularly one hobby I enjoy. What fun would a story be if everyone was the same? What fun would I be having if all my characters in all my stories and groups behaved, thought and appeared the same?

Not much fun at all in my book.

Because of this I search out interesting rps, most often with people I have rp'ed with before and can really work with their styles to get a very good story going. If I really like interacting with that person, it is often that I have more than one character just to keep things going and worthwhile.

What does all of this have to do with the title of my blog? Its fairly simple. I killed a character of mine today. I can't say that I've done this often in my rp career, and that is already 8 years! In fact, I can only recall killing about.... *counts on hands and toes* 4 characters. Two were because I was at a loss for time and needed to work my way out of a story; and two were to further stories which I was working on. Never have I killed a character out of pure frustration at someone I was posting with!

NEVER!

And that's saying something considering how very dramatic, bitchy and tempermental I am.

Who did I kill? An eleven month old boy who, though the group was very extreme since it plays an 'end of our existance as we know it' scenario, would have survived had a player been a bit more efficient in their writing. Is it too hard to write in a post 'Someone fed and changed the child before bundling him up to sleep during a blizzard.'? That was all it required. One simple sentence which in itself describes the series of events that are necessary for human survival.

Yet, it was apparently too much to fit into a long post filled with sarcasm and endless stupid comments thrown back and forth between a group of characters! After the very player went on about INTERACTION being the key to an rp group, they couldn't so much throw in a line I could work with. Believe me, I can churn out entire paragraphs of meaning from one simple sentence. I've done it before, but I refuse to infer into things that someone obviously disregarded in writing.

I know and understand that my rp style is very different from others. I can write entire posts without saying a word; concentrating on the meaning of a character's head turn. Rarely will I write my characters talking a lot amongst themselves, much less writing just that, without describing what they're doing while their speaking and how these things are being said.

I mean, wasn't this what rp was supposed to be about? You create a character, give them a personality, fill their head with thoughts, their heart with emotions, etc, etc, etc. Humans are more than the words they spout out and humanity is a lot more than certain characters getting together. It is about including a wide variety of personas which present a certain realism and believability to a story.

Now, I will admit that it probably was unfair of me to throw this particular character into that particular storyline but I thought it would make for a very interesting situation. I thought I was doing a nice thing putting in a character for someone to gain some response and interation instead of just talking to themselves. At first, posting alone isn't so terrible and often preferred but after a while it just gets tiresome to do and read.

So I thought I'd jump in to interact with someone I've never had the chance to before on the board. I even had a bit of a plan to help them out and bring in other sorts of characters of my creation to get a nice context and situation going. But what I found was someone who seemed completely set in their ways, their style and completely unmoving to interacte with another. Even after they brought in other characters of their creation to supposedly help 'remedy' the situation I had brought upon them.

And because of my inability to apparently read their mind and their inability to pay attention to finer details, a character of mine is dead.

It may be a bit much to be writing all this. Ryan was only something of my creation, not an actual person, and only part of some silly story we were working on in a group. It is true that only the strong survive, but sometimes some need a little help to stay strong. That was all I was trying to convey.

But I have to say that I am actually very much disappointed with the outcome and with the person that left me with no other choice.

So, darling Ryan, may you rest in peace.