The book of bad juju

Let's B!tch. I feel it's a healthy release for our roleplay annoyances 2.0

Context.

I'm in a fandom RPG, and everyone seems to have joined on because they love some particular aspect about the fandom and not it as a whole. The GM appears to be trying to emulate the gameplay rather then the story of the series and refuses to listen to the players who appear to be clamoring for story and characters rather then gameplay.

Rant.

Why the hell can't you listen to your players when you're running a game? Why are we only allowed to have fun within ze designated area? Why are you trying to drag us through your plot like we're sheep moving from a new pen, then dumping us in a box of literal sand and telling us to make our own fun? Why are you trying to simulate a videogame we've all played rather then give us the feeling of the world and building on the lore? And most importantly, why are you trying to force your players into your plot rather then the other way round? Already we're having people talk back to the GM and refuse to follow your instructions, and instead of letting this kind of thing go you're pushing back against your OWN DAMN PLAYERS.

And this is meant to be the first of many RPs with maybe six players and two GMs, and two players already want to throw in the towel.

Gonna be fun.

Puella Magi: The Wild Hunt

Probably a poor-pitiful-me introduction to my character's daily life.

Puella Magi: The Wild Hunt

Damnit. Got Sayaka on the brain.

Puella Magi: The Wild Hunt

Sayaka got killed by Mami during episode ten. Not even a called shot, a sudden attack while she wasn't ever aware and boom, dead. If we have an attack that specifically targets the soul, no matter if it's a big Tiro Final -esque attack or a sudden hit with any weapon within reach, and the only way that could be avoided or deflected in any way was to just say "It missed", it's either going to be stupidly overpowered or so underpowered it never feels like a real threat. I think that's what you call "Balance"

Puella Magi: The Wild Hunt

It could be kind of rage-inducing, given that for most if not all magical girls one tap on the gem and they're dead. Nobody likes being taken out with just one attack.

Metal Gear: Foxhound Reborn

@Gunther, if you want to post the music links here rather then in the IC, please feel free to do it. I'd love to hear some.

Metal Gear: Foxhound Reborn

Luna's everybody's buddy and all-round support character.

Puella Magi: The Wild Hunt

If you mean the sool jim turns to greef sid part, mine knows. Won't tell anybody about it, though.

Foxhound Reborn: Prologue

She'd boarded in last, and taken the only available seat. It was a small price to pay for not showing her back to anybody as she walked in. The inside of the helicopter smelled of sand and camel piss, but then again so did everywhere else, it was hardly a massive change. She didn't meet anyone's gaze, quickly grabbing the smallest box in the pile of goodies that wouldn't have looked out of place under a christmas tree, and opened it up quick to see what the good little boys and girls had been given.

Her excitement drained a little once she'd looked inside. Just one gun. And a clunky overweight action movie prop from the eighties based on a clunky and overweight gun from the thirties, too. She picked it up in one hand, noting the weight of the thing, dumped the magazine into her off hand and pushed the slide off in one, clean motion. The spring seemed new. So did the locking block, as far as she could make out in the helicopter's half-lit interior. She reassembled it and dropped the thing back into the box, looking for anything else. Four little grenades all lined up like ducks, two little bottles of pepper-spray, a set of binoculars, and right at the bottom like it almost wanted to slip by unnoticed, a full uniform.

She pulled it out and rested it on the crate. Greyish-green, with barest hints of other colours, it seemed to give off the impression that it had heard of MultiCam and OctoCamo and wanted nothing to do with such modern and unsporting inventions. If it was good enough for the trenches, it's good enough for Foxhound, it seemed to say. Well, it was at least dark. Wouldn't show up in shadows, which was some comfort. And freshly ironed, too. Luna looked up. She didn't want to be the first to start stripping in here, but it seemed like one of them would have to. Until then, she could take a peek at some of her comrades in arms.

Somebody in a human resources department must have smiled on them, since the entire team was gender-balanced. Three girls, three boys. All of them in their late twenties, and with the racial diversity of an episode of Scooby Doo. A shy asian woman, a black man, two vaguely Germanic white men with the beginnings of neckbeards, and a white woman with features so haughty they could have been superimposed onto a Sphinx without anybody batting an eye. Luna almost felt embarrassed about trying to speak up, in case everybody put her down as the chatty latina before they'd even gotten around to speaking. But somebody would have to break the silence left by the pilot turning back to his job.

It would just have to be somebody else, though.

Metal Gear: Foxhound Reborn

Everyone alive?

@Nevix

Yes, i'm still alive!

Although i woke up at three in the morning today and it's as i'm typing this seven, so maybe i should go back to sleep.