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old.Brit
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I *bet* you clicked here thinking I was going to rant on about some god forsaken game, Tribe member, or other miscreant eh?
Well, you are wrong
You know, I'm gonna take a moment to reflect here. Just a moment, then its back to the Vodka (which, I *deserve* btw, so no alky references or I will personally ensure you never have kids.. whole
)
I was playing Quake when a goodly few of you were still learning how to operate your first childproof asprin bottle. I watched the community grow from a few geeky students (yeah, whatever
) who were sucked in from a world that previously only consisted of crappy re-textured DOOM levels, and the guy who knew what a MUD was.
Quake was amazing. It was NEW. It was, and lets be frank here, the dogs bollox. I remember sitting there with my P100 (which was at the time, THE machine to have, knocking aside those piss ant 486 SX's with relish) and playing on an 8 player 'server', and later JANET.
And the community grew, and it went from 'a few geeks playing a shit coloured computer game' into something approaching a computer revolution. People started to band together, and the idea of a Clan was borne, fresh from iD's greasy loins, and crying to be let loose on the newly accessible internet.
Anyhow, things moved along quite nicely. I can clearly remember when there were only four Clans in the *entire* UK worth being in: MW, QL, DoM, and some other bunch called McM
-- now don't bother sending me flames about 'other clans' because frankly, I couldn't give a rats ass. These were the big four, the 'Grand Daddy's' if you will, and like all old folks, they eventually lost bladder control, and leaked all over the carpet
However, during my Quaking time (I played as SalsaDip.DoM) when my ping was a most satisfactory 50 or so (on a bad day) I experienced the 'other' side of the community, the side where even Darth would fear to tread without knowing his rape alarm was safely ensconced in his Super-Utility-Belt.
I watched (sometimes with dismay, often with humour bordering on hysteria) as people launched scathing, personal attacks on other 'community' members, over what essentially amounts to a few pixels dancing round a screen. I watched message boards soar to new levels (and this was in the days well before UBB) as arguments went back and forth, left and right, up and down.. and they all amounted to utter bullshit
(see, a reference to the topic!)
I eventually got very, very bored with two things. Firstly, the lack of respect for other people (I'm very old fashioned in many respects, and that really grates) - and secondly the game itself. Students in their first year, like myself, spent 90% of their time online (for academic purposes you understand.. I should have done my thesis on BigandBusty.com, I'd have got a first
) and frankly, Quake gets extremely boring after a while!
Anyhow, let us zip forward a number of years. And here I am, working for El Governmente, and running a site called Planet3dfx.com - with an American friend of mine. Very big, very labour intensive.. and I hear about this Tribes malarky. This grabs my attention completely (Quake is in my humble opinion still infested with stuck up peeps who have obviously been to the Mussolini School of Social Interaction
) and so we begin the journey to the site that is Planet-Tribes.com
Please bear with me, I'll get to the point (said the actress to the bishop). The point is this: I am sitting here, again in the unique position of being 'one of the first' UK people to be directly involved in the Tribes community in a Big Way(TM). And, I am watching the same disease that attacked the once fabulous Quake community, attack the still growing Tribes one. It saddens me to think that at some point soon, I may well indeed restrict my Tribes community involvement to running websites.. (mind you at 5 cents a page impression..
).
Guys, Gals, and other people, I implore you to do/remember a few points. :
1) Tribes is a GAME. No MORE.
2) We live in the 20th century, racist comments are WELL out of bounds, and I can't believe that supposedly 'mature' individuals stoop to use them. So DON'T.
3) Enjoy Life.
I for one have two distinct hats (well, ones that I can wear in public without getting arrested). One is my [EM] hat. The other one is my Mr.Website.Person hat. These are completely different, and I hope you can see that.
I, like any normal non-drug-influenced person with a stressful job, gets het (is that a word?) up and pissed off sometimes, all I can do is ask that you forgive these little failings, and join me in actively working to promote and consolidate our fledgling community, and eventually get pissed
So, with that, I sign off. Jerry can't be here for his final word so I'll do it instead;
Remember folks, that no matter the trials and tribulations you face in your daily lifes, there is always people less well off than you. For instance, Marmite Flange
Later all - wh00p!
--Brit--
Well, you are wrong
You know, I'm gonna take a moment to reflect here. Just a moment, then its back to the Vodka (which, I *deserve* btw, so no alky references or I will personally ensure you never have kids.. whole
I was playing Quake when a goodly few of you were still learning how to operate your first childproof asprin bottle. I watched the community grow from a few geeky students (yeah, whatever
Quake was amazing. It was NEW. It was, and lets be frank here, the dogs bollox. I remember sitting there with my P100 (which was at the time, THE machine to have, knocking aside those piss ant 486 SX's with relish) and playing on an 8 player 'server', and later JANET.
And the community grew, and it went from 'a few geeks playing a shit coloured computer game' into something approaching a computer revolution. People started to band together, and the idea of a Clan was borne, fresh from iD's greasy loins, and crying to be let loose on the newly accessible internet.
Anyhow, things moved along quite nicely. I can clearly remember when there were only four Clans in the *entire* UK worth being in: MW, QL, DoM, and some other bunch called McM
However, during my Quaking time (I played as SalsaDip.DoM) when my ping was a most satisfactory 50 or so (on a bad day) I experienced the 'other' side of the community, the side where even Darth would fear to tread without knowing his rape alarm was safely ensconced in his Super-Utility-Belt.
I watched (sometimes with dismay, often with humour bordering on hysteria) as people launched scathing, personal attacks on other 'community' members, over what essentially amounts to a few pixels dancing round a screen. I watched message boards soar to new levels (and this was in the days well before UBB) as arguments went back and forth, left and right, up and down.. and they all amounted to utter bullshit
I eventually got very, very bored with two things. Firstly, the lack of respect for other people (I'm very old fashioned in many respects, and that really grates) - and secondly the game itself. Students in their first year, like myself, spent 90% of their time online (for academic purposes you understand.. I should have done my thesis on BigandBusty.com, I'd have got a first
Anyhow, let us zip forward a number of years. And here I am, working for El Governmente, and running a site called Planet3dfx.com - with an American friend of mine. Very big, very labour intensive.. and I hear about this Tribes malarky. This grabs my attention completely (Quake is in my humble opinion still infested with stuck up peeps who have obviously been to the Mussolini School of Social Interaction
Please bear with me, I'll get to the point (said the actress to the bishop). The point is this: I am sitting here, again in the unique position of being 'one of the first' UK people to be directly involved in the Tribes community in a Big Way(TM). And, I am watching the same disease that attacked the once fabulous Quake community, attack the still growing Tribes one. It saddens me to think that at some point soon, I may well indeed restrict my Tribes community involvement to running websites.. (mind you at 5 cents a page impression..
Guys, Gals, and other people, I implore you to do/remember a few points. :
1) Tribes is a GAME. No MORE.
2) We live in the 20th century, racist comments are WELL out of bounds, and I can't believe that supposedly 'mature' individuals stoop to use them. So DON'T.
3) Enjoy Life.
I for one have two distinct hats (well, ones that I can wear in public without getting arrested). One is my [EM] hat. The other one is my Mr.Website.Person hat. These are completely different, and I hope you can see that.
I, like any normal non-drug-influenced person with a stressful job, gets het (is that a word?) up and pissed off sometimes, all I can do is ask that you forgive these little failings, and join me in actively working to promote and consolidate our fledgling community, and eventually get pissed
So, with that, I sign off. Jerry can't be here for his final word so I'll do it instead;
Remember folks, that no matter the trials and tribulations you face in your daily lifes, there is always people less well off than you. For instance, Marmite Flange
Later all - wh00p!
--Brit--