Roleplaying Chick's Rant

Length.

I'm not talking about the length of a post. I'm talking about the length of a penis.  What is it with men who describe their members as being long, but never go into detail about the girth?  Has society really warped the masculine mind with the 'size matters' cliché? What would the case be if my breasts - seen on the header, yes they're real and yes, they're mine - weren't round. Men like round breasts, don't they?  But what if women's breasts weren't round and were, instead, long and conical.  Think Madonna from the late 80's.  Men liked the outfits but they didn't want anything to do with the pointy aspect. Personally, a pencil doesn't do it for me. It's almost ten inches long but I'm not going to drool over it.  I'm far more interested in a manhood that is thicker, at least one and a half to two inches. Anything more is really overkill but can be fun to play out.  I see no reason to deny the men the ability to have overly large endowments with as many women that boast of D cup or larger breasts obsessively when that's not what they are in real life.  Why do we base our value and self worth on the size of our sexual organs? Which brings me to…

Perfection.

As a person who has played for years on a textual basis in many different areas and on different sites, one thing that I see across the board is perfection.  Perfect characters have no flaws! Our flaws are what makes us who we are!  Whether it is physical and how we feel about those imperfections, or if it's personality issues, our flaws define us.  Flaws impact our outlook on life, how we perceive things, and how we react to things that happen to us.  Flaws affect our personality and every aspect of our views. Stepford would be very boring; men and women who were the perfect example in psychological adjustment and physical beauty have no character.  No one is perfect in real life and I can see how someone would want to tweak their attributes.  We all do, but not all of us do it to the extent or the extreme that we don't even have a freckle - except for that one that creates the perfect flaw but isn't really one… While no one wants to play someone with a hairy mole, myself included, I like playing someone who is attractive in their own right, or who is beautiful but who is imperfect. A person has insecurities. So do my characters.  Lord knows that I'm not perfect! I think that I'd be pretty damn boring if I were.  Or at least more so than I am! Flaws are what give us our heart. It's just as true for the characters that we play.

Godmoding. Again.

There are two types of Godmoding.

The first is playing God. Determining others actions and thoughts. What is it with some of my writing partners feeling the need to determine for me what my characters wear, think, do, and say?  Am I not capable of expressing these things on my own? It's really getting to me and I'm as nice as I can possibly be when I broach the topic of it with them to let them know that I have a problem with it.  Why must they do this to me? Why must they try to make me fit into their perfect ideal of what kind of girl or boy they want to play with? I don't do it to them, not without permission. Anything I godmode is mutually agreed upon by both of us.  It is usually an action or their reaction to something that my character has done.  I always check with them and have them give final approval on what I post concerning how their character is portrayed. It really just pisses me off when I go to reply to a game and I see that my character is wearing something that I didn't put them in, or if it hasn't been described by me, that the other person has taken it upon themselves to determine what my character is wearing.  Especially if it does not fit the character's personality to wear something incredibly slutty or revealing. I like fulfilling fantasies. To a degree. But I'm not here, there, or anywhere to be someone's ideal on a silver platter.  Fuck. That. Shit. The second type of godmoding is being God. Being God is different than playing God, though it ties in much with the perfection issue. A character - we'll call him Jack - who comes out on top, no matter the situation or what is adversaries are is playing God.  He's rich. He's powerful. He's always in control with not one hair out of place. No matter what is thrown at him, be it a battle game or a sexual one, he is perfect. Jack makes no mistakes. Jack never does anything wrong. If it's a battle game, these types often take minimal damage from an extremely hard hit but expect their smaller spells to devastate their opponent. Do one thing that they don't like and they whine like babies but expect you to go with the flow with things that they send your way.  Like clothing as mentioned above. They can read thoughts and often reply in their posts to what your character is thinking with what theirs is.  A specific example was in one game when my character looked at the my writing partner's character and expressed the opinion in form of thought that he must have a small penis because of his over the top [Godlike] attitude.  She was just being a bitch and it is in her character to do so. The reply that I got was that he'd never had any complaints about his size, that he was extremely well endowed, and that he was the exception to the rule of 'those who are cocky, chauvinistic bastards have something to hide'.  Oh yeah. He's rich too, has the perfect job, and got it ahead of much older and more qualified men.  To top this off, my character, despite her nice and average female figure, lacked the goods that men desired on a sexual basis.  He requested that she have large breasts. She has large breasts. What is wrong with this picture? I just find it supremely frustrating when my roleplaying partners insist on being perfect, better than everyone else, and invincible.  Unless he changes his attitude, I don't see this game lasting long at all.  I'll let him down easily, but I can't deal with godlike characters who are so perfect that they've never passed gas. Most guys are great, many are good players who don't pull those things.  But it's not a disease connected with men specifically. Women are just as bad about this. Mary Sue.  I just love her. Not.  I'll say why in my next blog post.