Hello Galactic citizens. I think it's time I addressed the blood covered elephant in the room with this community. I've tried to hold in this rant for far too long but I am at my breaking point. If I don't speak my voice now I fear that soon I will be silenced, as is tradition for people of my opinions. Let me start by saying i LOVE GC! This post comes from a place of kindness, respect, and a desire to see better - not malice. That out of the way let me get to the first point - the server is dead. How can anyone even roleplay with no active users within the server? I thought this was supposd to be 24/7 roleplay? Where is everyone then, having a life or something? And then when people are on, it's a big event and my brand new OC has NO BUSINESS being there! I honestly feel targeted, like the staff is trying to alienate me specifically just to ensure I feel a low self worth and eventually join the 'hivemind'. My next reason why GC is not in the golden ages of RP anymore is due to the extreme prevalence of discord RP. I just hate it, you don't even get to go on the server and can message people without launching the game at your convenience and continue plotlines whenever. Back in my prime our RP was contained within that day and if it didn't finish then so be it, it was onto the next! The community has it too easy and has made RP weaker, everyone feels this way but no one wants to say it! Lastly but most importantly is how utterly TOXIC every OOC interaction is. Firstly the staff, and how unprofessional they act. I see pinkbat in general chat constantly messing around, not even taking this place seriously anymore. She'd rather host movie nights or jackoff-box with her clique than grade applications or approve my new species (which by the way also got me alienated just because I decided to have them reproduce with ANY other species!). Seriously how is she even allowed to do this constantly? And then you have people like Padlock and crumchy who just spend their lives shitposting. This gives the community a terrible look. Instead of fleshing out a beautiful 8 year saga like I have, they would rather post bingus and be incredibly rude to me every time I even look at them. Seriously, crumchy still hasn't responded to my ERP request DM, like hello? Does anyone here care anymore? I think not and everyone has just grown complacent. For that reasons it seems likely that GC will falter off towards the end of this year, and those sane few like myself better watch out and migrate before we become part of the sheep. To those who agree with me, please DM me - I am setting up my OWN server that improves on everything that has gone wrong with this community. I hope you make the right choice, and I hope the same for the staff who probably won't even read this anyways and will just ban me - but one can dream.
goodbye gc I think it's about time I stop RPing here. The toxic community, evil staff, and lack of interest have taken their toll on me. I am going to leave this server and never come back. GC is dying and I'm the ONLY ONE who sees the signs. You'll never hear from me again, not a peep. I know I've RPd with some of you and I enjoyed our time. Snarblepart Smeegledorf's story ends with him going back to Civ Space and having mega sex, lots of kids and having a happy ending that doesn't have ANYTHING to do with what's happened IC. If you want to reach out, you can still message me and I'll be on iLoveBacon's RP server because they really get me there.
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I saw Cauchemar at a grocery store in Los Angeles yesterday. I told him how cool it was to meet him in person, but I didn’t want to be a douche and bother him and ask him for photos or anything. He said, “Oh, like you’re doing now?” I was taken aback, and all I could say was “Huh?” but he kept cutting me off and going “huh? huh? huh?” and closing his hand shut in front of my face. I walked away and continued with my shopping, and I heard him chuckle as I walked off. When I came to pay for my stuff up front I saw him trying to walk out the doors with like fifteen Milky Ways in his hands without paying. The girl at the counter was very nice about it and professional, and was like “Sir, you need to pay for those first.” At first he kept pretending to be tired and not hear her, but eventually turned back around and brought them to the counter. When she took one of the bars and started scanning it multiple times, he stopped her and told her to scan them each individually “to prevent any electrical infetterence,” and then turned around and winked at me. I don’t even think that’s a word. After she scanned each bar and put them in a bag and started to say the price, he kept interrupting her by yawning really loudly.
