05-20-2015, 12:51 PM
(Posting again, since last time it got eaten by a server error.)
Okay, to help put things in perspective when it comes to balancing changes, allow me to tell you a story of my old country.
You see, I tried my hardest to contribute to the formerly average /tg/station. You see, not all coder-groups are as open and attentive as goons. For example, /tg/pre-SoS resignation was nothing but a giant nerd-prep clique. I shit you not, if they didn't like you, they would joke about that person having kiddy porn on their computer, then start spreading that as the truth. This led to a very optimistic, very inspired sprite-artist to never touch BYOND again. but that is not relevant to the coding, right?
It totally is. The same way they handle their little gang of nerds was the same way they handled the code: with an iron fist and no fucks given. In particular, the prime example was a (man? Woman? something in between? Imma refer to them as "it") called paprka.
This upptiy, egotistical, self serving spunk-rag could give absolutely no fucks about the lore, the community's affection towards mechanics, or even simple politeness; if it wanted to "balance" something to it's liking, paprka would just change it and just push it through. One time, they were gonna flat out REMOVE donk pockets because of "Special Snowflake Coding". it took me listening in on them, hovering the github and pointing it out on the forums and inciting a playerbase mob to take down paprka's little whim.
and speaking of politeness, paprka couldn't care an iota less what you think; it was perfect, and made no error, its judgement superior to all that it held domain. it would mock, belittle, insult, and generally be shit to anyone that would think of making an idea or suggestion it found beneath its taste.
This caused a slow, steady decline in the long time playerbase, and I saw my favorite folks leave, one by one. Eventually, I could not stand the drama and the potential of this little, it-children leaving a damning mark upon my life, and I left Space Station 13 until I discovered Goonstation.
Thing is, Gooncoders? THE FUCKING LISTEN. And listen wonderfully. Not only do they say "Hey, we got something. Let's see how it plays!" and plonks it right in the middle of the goddamn round, but they sit there, possibly with a clipboard and pen, and take your feedback in real time AND in the forums.
So, when you are angry at a small nerf on something, I want you to think of my old community, and the it-lings that effectively killed a community, replacing it with one that does not know any better, or its past. Remember, it could always be worse....You could have it as your head coder, with its little yes-men in tow.
Okay, to help put things in perspective when it comes to balancing changes, allow me to tell you a story of my old country.
You see, I tried my hardest to contribute to the formerly average /tg/station. You see, not all coder-groups are as open and attentive as goons. For example, /tg/pre-SoS resignation was nothing but a giant nerd-prep clique. I shit you not, if they didn't like you, they would joke about that person having kiddy porn on their computer, then start spreading that as the truth. This led to a very optimistic, very inspired sprite-artist to never touch BYOND again. but that is not relevant to the coding, right?
It totally is. The same way they handle their little gang of nerds was the same way they handled the code: with an iron fist and no fucks given. In particular, the prime example was a (man? Woman? something in between? Imma refer to them as "it") called paprka.
This upptiy, egotistical, self serving spunk-rag could give absolutely no fucks about the lore, the community's affection towards mechanics, or even simple politeness; if it wanted to "balance" something to it's liking, paprka would just change it and just push it through. One time, they were gonna flat out REMOVE donk pockets because of "Special Snowflake Coding". it took me listening in on them, hovering the github and pointing it out on the forums and inciting a playerbase mob to take down paprka's little whim.
and speaking of politeness, paprka couldn't care an iota less what you think; it was perfect, and made no error, its judgement superior to all that it held domain. it would mock, belittle, insult, and generally be shit to anyone that would think of making an idea or suggestion it found beneath its taste.
This caused a slow, steady decline in the long time playerbase, and I saw my favorite folks leave, one by one. Eventually, I could not stand the drama and the potential of this little, it-children leaving a damning mark upon my life, and I left Space Station 13 until I discovered Goonstation.
Thing is, Gooncoders? THE FUCKING LISTEN. And listen wonderfully. Not only do they say "Hey, we got something. Let's see how it plays!" and plonks it right in the middle of the goddamn round, but they sit there, possibly with a clipboard and pen, and take your feedback in real time AND in the forums.
So, when you are angry at a small nerf on something, I want you to think of my old community, and the it-lings that effectively killed a community, replacing it with one that does not know any better, or its past. Remember, it could always be worse....You could have it as your head coder, with its little yes-men in tow.