The Cub Your Mother Warned You About (jrcubindy) wrote in roleplayers,
The Cub Your Mother Warned You About
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I need a new group...

To say I'm not happy with my current with my current RPG group is a gross understatement.

Actually, there's only one person in it I'm not happy with, but he's kind of important because he's the person in whose apartment we hold the damn games.

Why am I not happy with this person? Well, let's see. He's overbearing, dominates the games and ends up making them more action oriented than roleplaying.

And just last night he was talking to an online friend of mine and was telling me how much he enjoyed how bad things were getting in Shadowrun and just how much he loved watching us squirm when he made our characters go against their morals to get a job done.

What the blue hell????

I'm sorry, but isn't this supposed to be as much fun for the players as it is for the GM? When you start that shit, it pretty much ruins the fun for the players.

Example: I make a new character for Shadowrun, a voudoun priestess, essentially a shaman. She's a acquaintance of my main character, and she's come up from New Orleans to get a taste of Seattle. She's on a few runs and everything is going ok. She's trying to get a feel for the Seattle underworld and maybe drum up a few contacts there like she did in New Orleans.

On her third mission, she ends up having to get some info out of a 17 or 18 BTL(Better Than Life; kind of an extremely addictive form of VR) dealer and the only thing he'll accept as payment is a few rounds in bed with my character (female Creole elf with a HIGH charisma stat). I planned on using some illusion spells (her specialty) to fake it and get the info, as she has NO intention of laying this punk, but then he insists on me wearing this BTL recording equipment. Not seeing any other avenue, she went ahead and did it. You do what you have to do in this profession sometimes.

Of course, he recorded it, put it on a BTL chip and in a few weeks, it becomes one of the hottest chips in town. Dominique (my character) cannot go out without being recognized by SOMEONE as some kind of porn queen, which really went against the image she wanted to cultivate. Basically, he's ruined the character for me.

He's also in the process of putting the screws to my main character, which will piss me off to absolutely no end.

I've made the decision not to go anymore unless *I'm* running Palladium or Rifts, because the only other GM at the moment, Nate, gets manipulated into doing the same shit and out lovely host strongarms his way through Nate's D&D games.

My best friend Jason is so frustrated with the guy that he's decided not to run his D&D game anymore.

Another friend of mine, Mike, was running a DC universe game based off the Marvel SuperHeros (classic) system that was pretty damn fun, but again we pretty much got strongarmed out of playing it, because our "host" didn't like it, due to the more comedic aspect of the game and the fact that his character seemed to have all these aliens living in his house.

Our only other GM, Alex, goes to Vincennes University and won't be back for at least another two weeks. HIS games, I'll go to. The guy is a magnificent GM. I don't use that word lightly.

Actually, Jason, Nate and myself have been discussing a new RPG group, but there's a small problem: We have no place to hold it. My apartment is WAY too small, Jason still lives with his mother at the moment and she's not trying to have us there more than once a month. Nate rooms with our "host", and Mike's house is waaaaaay far out for us to drive.

See my dilemma? I wanna keep playing, but there's no way in hell I'm tolerating this shit for another second.
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