A Hard DecisionI spent a great deal of time this weekend reflecting on things and I've come to a conclusion.
I really haven't enjoyed writing this blog for some time now. It's becoming increasingly more frustrating having to try and crank out an update each and every night only to have people throw it back in my face and tell me it's not funny.
This blog was supposed to be fun and enjoyable. Something to make me laugh while giving you something to read.
Because of the way things have gone, it feels more like a job than a hobby and one that I honestly do not enjoy.
Thus, I have decided to stop writing this blog.
I will always appreciate those readers that took the time to drop me a line or make a comment to give me some support. I know I'm not the best writer (or even a good one according to some), but it was always nice to know someone liked it.
I hope you enjoyed reading these stories as much as I enjoyed writing them.
Oh, c'mon. That was funny.
Put the gun down.
As if I could let you guys wallow in an existence without [GM]Dave. That would just be inhumane.
Anyway, on with the show.
Seriously. Put the gun down.
After such a craptacular weekend, it was honestly nice to be able to sit down and play again.
Nothing can take care of your troubles like a nice, relaxing session of partying.
Unfortunately, my party today was neither nice nor relaxing.
Hmm... How would I describe my party today?
How many people saw that one coming?
I joined this party and right away, I had a feeling something was wrong. I did a quick check of my party members and was not surprised to find out I was right.
[GM]Dave>> Why don't we have a White Mage?
Leader>> It's okay.
Leader>> I've got a Summoner on the way.
[GM]Dave>> That's weird.
[GM]Dave>> I don't remember asking about a Summoner.
[GM]Dave>> I thought I asked about a White Mage.
Leader>> The Summoner is going to heal.
We've all been in that party where the leader makes a decision like this. You have that feeling that you're going to die, but at the same time, it could possibly work.
So you stay.
At certain levels, a Summoner can actually be an adequate healer.
Just don't confuse the word "can" with the word "will".
I know a lot of Summoners hate to heal. I mean they decided to play Summoner, not White Mage.
I mean, White Mages usually sub Black Mage, but we don't ask them to stand in the back and nuke rather than healing.
And we don't ask the Dark Knights to tank just because they have Warrior subbed. That would take their attention away from standing in the front and missing.
Now, I can tell many of you think this is going to be a Summoner-healer rant about some retard who was too good to be a healer.
Man, if a Summoner doesn't want to heal, that's cool by me. It's his choice.
[GM]Dave>> Does he know he's going to be main healing?
Leader>> He said he would heal in his search comment.
No, no. Today's rant is about people who agree to heal and then do a shitty job of it.
And then bitch about it.
I don't know if a bunch of really crappy White Mages decided to become really crappy Summoners or if maybe becoming a Summoner may involve several blows to the head, but a lot of Summoners that CAN heal just DON'T heal well.
So, this Summoner gets to camp and I am surprisingly optimistic. His gear isn't great, but it is passable.
And he's wearing pants.
You may laugh, but I'm pretty sure every one of us has had a mage show up without pants before.
I started to think that this could actually work.
Five minutes later, I once again realize why I don't like people.
Let me set the stage for you. We have a Ninja tanking. For those of you who don't know, Ninjas tank by using magic.
Some of the mobs we're fighting like to cast Silence on players.
Now, let's do some math.
Silence + Ninja Tank = Dead Party
But even a terrible White Mage is smart enough to cast Silena to remove the Silence, right?
Of course they are.
Unfortunately, we didn't have a terrible White Mage.
We had a terrible Summoner.
Five minutes go by and my whole party is face down in the dirt.
[GM]Dave>> What the hell is wrong with you?
[GM]Dave>> Why aren't you casting Silena?
Summoner>> I'm just supposed to heal.
[GM]Dave>> Do you have Silena?
[GM]Dave>> And don't you think using it might be...
[GM]Dave>> Oh, I don't know...
Summoner>> I'm not a White Mage.
Summoner>> I'm a Summoner.
[GM]Dave>> I don't care if you're a wood elf.
[GM]Dave>> If you have Silena, CAST SILENA!
Summoner>> This isn't my fault.
[GM]Dave>> How is this not your fault?
[GM]Dave>> Who's fault is it?
Summoner>> You should have picked up a White Mage.
Summoner>> I don't even like main healing.
[GM]Dave>> Then why did you agree to heal?
Summoner>> Well, I really wanted a party.
[GM]Dave>> This is what a tumor feels like.
After that, we sat down and had a long, serious discussion on the role of a Summoner as a main healer. We listened to each person's opinions and then came to a concensus and mutual resolution.
As if I would do that!
Yeah, I just fed him to Jormy.
If you don't want to heal, then don't. That's cool.
But you can't agree to be main healer and then turn retarded.
That just doesn't work for me.