I'm not the biggest fan of the on-line video RPG whachamacallits, but at the same time, I can understand their lure and their value. I had a gaming group. We stuck together for several years doing the WW thang, going from Mage to Aberrant to Vampire...all the way around the WW product line. It became increasingly harder and harder to get together. One of the players was a cassanova of sorts and began dating another player (with ill results...most ill), but he was also (and still is) a member of a band and his commitments to his craft often butted heads with his commitment to gaming. And the f*cked up part is, he was my most solid player.
Another solid player self-destructed for reasons I still don't know even years after the fact. He gave a very lame excuse about going back to school to finish his degree. It was only lame because we knew he made time for other things outside of school...just not gaming anymore. Maybe he found other social things to occupy his mind.
That left the married couple whose apartment we gamed at...they're divorced now after the wife (a full metal honey) had an affair with her boss, and her husband decided to date other guys once more. After the group disintegrated, we tried to maintain our friendships, but we didn't really have much in the way of common interests outside of the game. Of course, I'm still friends with the band dude, but I've been friends with him since Kindergarten; thick and thin style.
A year and a week ago, my mother died after a long bout with cancer. My father died less than a year before that, also from cancer. I returned home to take care of them both when they got sick. Dropped everything and did that. Only two friends didn't completely abandon me, one of whom was the band dude. The other was a high school friend and former gaming buddy (he can't game now because he's got two small children and a job that demands more overtime than you can shake a Rod of Lordly Might at). And I certainly couldn't go off each week to game anymore. I'd have brief spaces of time when all I could manage to do was prop myself up in front of the computer. Found a gaming group online, and we played Aberrant on IRC sporadically. Folks from different countries and time zones. It wasn't much, but it was all any of us could really manage. And when my mom finally passed...man, that was filled with more heavy shit than I intend to share...suffice to say it really f*cked me up....I lost my motivation to play. To be frivolous. haven't got it back either. I don't think it will return. I still get gaming products, but not so much with the actual intent to play.
But even if it returns, I don't have the time for it anymore. I try to balance time for writing and time for my girlfriend and time for everything else. And the time I would have normally devoted freely to gaming is eaten up by one or more of the above. And mind you, that is for IRC gaming!
My case is an extreme example, since I don't even do on-line gaming anymore. But for me, it is easy to see why online RPing has a valid lure. There's something to be said for making time for social events...but then, to a degree, online gaming allows a compromise. For some, it is as social as their lives and schedules will allow. It might not be face to face contact, but it is contact.
So, Phantom, I don't take offense; I'm just trying to explain things from the other side, y'know? It sucks when a gaming group dies. But all things do. And those with groups that have managed to stick together through the years? Despite the arguments and the hardships and the varied, wonderful pressures of real life?
Consider yourselves lucky, lads. Very lucky indeed.
Strictly Speaking
"When you meet the Buddha, kill the Buddha."