The point is not that I can only post once a day; I could post much more if I was actually here when other people are posting. Unfortunately, I am not. That fact that pisses me off is that so much happened in so little IRL time and not only that, but [i]everything[/i] was done without a care for the people who were not online and thus not posting.

For example:
In one of Zordon's posts, Luci(ana) sits down next to my character (Guitar Guy).
[quote=Zordon]
Luciana watched as more of the men in the room began to gravitate towards the small group in the corner, leaning around an image one of the men had been working on when she first entered. Her attention drifted to the bookshelf off to the left, her face lighting up as she excitedly rose from her chair and strode across the room. Without a second thought, she grabbed a book from the top shelf, turning her attention to the man plucking the strings of a guitar. She smirked, tilting her head to the side, listening to the soft rise and fall of the melody. 

Carrying the book close to her chest, she strides over to the red haired man and lowers herself beside him without a word. She knew she'd never be able to concentrate on reading with music playing in the background. But it was not unpleasant and so, she decided to enjoy it for the time being. She could always read back in her cell. 

The annoying clack of boots broke her attention up and towards the door. Six guards positioned themselves around the room, one of them grumbling that half of the 'monsters' in the room shouldn't have been given permission to be there, arguing to himself about stupid humanity laws. Her eyes recognized Jared, posted closest to the door. Why were they in here? Were they going to rough them all up? Luciana sincerely hoped not.[/quote]

Now, that is all fine and dandy and surely, Sissy would have something to say to this lovely young woman who came to sit by his side, but alas, he never did get the cahnce, because I (the Player) was asleep while this went down.

Now, taking into account that he [i]burned down his neighborhood[/i] the last time he was put in an extremely stressful position and his powers were awakening with ferocity that made him nervours and/or stressed, a full blown fight going on right in front of him would have pretty much made him explode. But no, I (the Player) was asleep and thus, he has no choice but to idly sit by through the whole thing.

Stuff like that.

And the fact that all of this went down without a regard of the Players that might have wanted to be part of all this actually does make you bad RPers. You might be great writers, what do I know, but roleplaying takes teamwork and teamwork means you have to wait for the fat kid with astma.

You get my point?