Dear Internet - please quit being pessimistic b-tards. Also, relax. Thanks.
I already know this will make no difference to anyone.
But Internet. Come on. You've got to TAKE IT EASY.
On this board alone I keep seeing threads like this one:
http://www.telltalegames.com/forums/showthread.php?t=16257
Or threads accusing Telltale of trying to gouge people for shipping costs to turn over profit.
Or accusing Telltale of trying to "force" people to buy iPads.
Or accusing Telltale's "marketing department" of false contents.
Or accusing Telltale of price gouging people on <pick your favorite gaming console>.
Or accusing Telltale of stealing your money when they release a version with a bug that affects .0001% of users, because it's not fixed within a week (and Telltale has already offered a refund).
...This is just a handful from the last 2 weeks on these forums. There's a scary number of examples from the last 4+ years.
Internet, you're a teaming mass of life. You're made up out of a lot of great people. But you have to chill. Take a breath. Take two.
And there's no reason to treat Telltale like that. What reason would anyone have to think that anyone at that company is ever doing anything with ANY shady intention at all? These guys seem to be the epitome of stand-up gaming company, yet you abuse them so much. Not only is it rude, insulting, and unwarranted, but it's embarrassing to other parts of the Internet. And totally unfair and discouraging to the guys that build the things you like so much.
I know people on the 'nets like to obsess about games to an almost creepy level. But be fair and honest in your creepiness. Quit flying off the handle. Stop making wild accusations. THINK before you throw random crap out there. Golden rule, and all that stuff.
Above all, have fun gaming. That's why we're here.
Ripcord, the 'net nanny.
But Internet. Come on. You've got to TAKE IT EASY.
On this board alone I keep seeing threads like this one:
http://www.telltalegames.com/forums/showthread.php?t=16257
Or threads accusing Telltale of trying to gouge people for shipping costs to turn over profit.
Or accusing Telltale of trying to "force" people to buy iPads.
Or accusing Telltale's "marketing department" of false contents.
Or accusing Telltale of price gouging people on <pick your favorite gaming console>.
Or accusing Telltale of stealing your money when they release a version with a bug that affects .0001% of users, because it's not fixed within a week (and Telltale has already offered a refund).
...This is just a handful from the last 2 weeks on these forums. There's a scary number of examples from the last 4+ years.
Internet, you're a teaming mass of life. You're made up out of a lot of great people. But you have to chill. Take a breath. Take two.
And there's no reason to treat Telltale like that. What reason would anyone have to think that anyone at that company is ever doing anything with ANY shady intention at all? These guys seem to be the epitome of stand-up gaming company, yet you abuse them so much. Not only is it rude, insulting, and unwarranted, but it's embarrassing to other parts of the Internet. And totally unfair and discouraging to the guys that build the things you like so much.
I know people on the 'nets like to obsess about games to an almost creepy level. But be fair and honest in your creepiness. Quit flying off the handle. Stop making wild accusations. THINK before you throw random crap out there. Golden rule, and all that stuff.
Above all, have fun gaming. That's why we're here.
Ripcord, the 'net nanny.
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Exactly.
people are people
companies change and try to adapt
but one thing i have learned in my many years of the netwebs.. is that starting a thread like this is like painting a bullseye on your bum and asking for quip or retort or something snappy back
i say this to thee kind forum dweller
try not to tell people what to do,
regardless of what they view (yes I just broke this rule by telling you to do this.. such is the paradox)
its obviously more than a few people's concern, including mine.. seems very odd and a strange new river for the company that once held a dammed lake of goodness now spilling over into the nether regions of 'exclusives and ' console type control...and yes the dreaded ipads (shudder)
and yes someone posted earlier.. im not stupid I know you can use the keyboard, Just use max's power and watch the analog stick appear from no where yeaa.. nice one
(sometimes it stays stuck mid screen)
im a huge telltale fan, mainly due to their course and company(the people in it)
the who and the why was the main factor.
the first few games were .. well.. not great but started them on a road that lead.. well here
I loved the new SM 3-1
i just felt it tooo.. geared for a controller and a tv screen with my huge PAUSED screen and odd menus
wow i digress.
to each his own.. and to thine own mods be true.
they will mod as they see libel or whatnot.. the rest is just .. freedom of speech on a public(yet registered) forum thread.
(shrug)
or as me pappy would say
i could doo doo in one hand and wish in the other and see which would fill first...
(hmm)
2. A dissatified customer stirs up dirt. A satisfied customer doesn't. A dissatisfied customer who is vocal about his complaint also antagonizes defenders of the cause to pop up and do their thing.
So to conclude: it ain't no big thang. Don't give the whiners unnecessary attention that's all.
Raging on the internet is fun! And a victimless act.
Quip and retort.
Victimless? Are you kidding me? Yelling at people who were trying to please you and planned nice surprises for you? How can you not see that you're hurting them? And why is my post made entirely of questions, apart from your quote?
The tf2 hats were nice.
But raging is too much fun!
MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
I'm not saying I'm never guilty of this, but it feels people would be much lesser jerks if only they realised how the other person felt or tried to put themselves in their shoes.
It's so easy to assume you're the only one suffering and everyone is out to get you. It's funny (well, not really "funny") but I've noticed the less suffering people have actually gone through or witnessed, the more they act like they're the victim and everybody else is happy and mean.
Internet heroes unite!
None of this stuff mentioned annoyed me, but i'd rather people complained about silly things than noone complained at all and just jumped ship, i'm sure others think the same
so's your face!
(Just in case someone doesn't get it: do not take this post seriously. it's not supposed to be serious. i'm just incredibly bored)
Of course you can criticise things, but if you're constantly aggressive it doesn't make for a good atmosphere. I realise people might just have had a bad day and need to vent, but sometimes it gets frustrating, I guess.
You know the candy that had "win" or "lose" inside of them? And if you had "win", you got an extra candy (and you could win several times in a row). Well sometimes it feels like people are complaining that they want every piece of candy to be winning, because otherwise it's unfair.
And people are just so more vocal and eloquent or something when they're upset. When we're happy we go "yay, we love you!" but we don't express it as much, as strongly or as well, so it ends up feeling like everyone is annoyed, upset or complaining all the time. I wouldn't want it to be like that. Imagine if the plushies I made, people would start raging that I didn't make the one they wanted or that I'm not making one for them? I'd feel terrible! I'm making them because I'm hoping people will be happy to see them, and as something extra and free, and it would be greeted by complains and yells and accusations, insults and swears? I'd be devastated for sure.
It just... Maybe they're all super-strong or maybe they just know how much most of us love them, and that the ones who complain mostly love them too. Maybe it doesn't phase them. But when I see that all I want is go give them all a big hug and tell them they're wonderful, and not to let it get to them.
I guess to some extent I also want to tell the people who complain that I'm sorry they're feeling so terrible, but to please try and see it from the other side. You can't just spit in someone's face when they give you something because you think it's not good enough.
I def skim read the long ranty posts... and a ton of Rather Dashing's cos that guy just goes on and on and...
Lost cause.
Sincerely,
A non-vocal minority member of the internet who agrees with you
The atmosphere of these forums are such that it feels more like just a bunch of folks BSing about their common interest (with a number of members who just happen to make great games), and less like COMPANY vs CUSTOMER.
One would think that this would quell people's instinct to assume they're being screwed, but anonymity wins again. That said, the rage to satisfaction ratio here is still one of the best I've seen on a company's forum.
http://www.credoaction.com/comics/2010/04/if-real-life-were-more-like-the-internet/
Teehee:p
http://redvsblue.com/archive/episode.php?id=57
im not gifting to the basket :P
waaaaaaaaaahh (cries)
and yes retort and quip
smarties :P
Awesome!
...but I'm already home.
EDIT: wait, when did you get all bold?
Ooh, you think it means people from /b/? I thought it was a censored "bastards".
OMG! I knew I wasn't the only one. Same with Secret Fawful.
Does anyone skip my posts?
I like to make sure no one reads my posts, so I add in ten extra adjectives per noun and I make sure I replace words with synonyms that are extra long.
"What happened to him?" asked the owner, with an air of considerable resignation. "What happened to the worthy captain?" "He died." "Fell into the sea?" "No, sir, he died of brain-fever in dreadful agony." Then turning to the crew, he said, "Bear a hand there, to take in sail!"
All hands obeyed, and at once the eight or ten seamen who composed the crew, sprang to their respective stations at the spanker brails and outhaul, topsail sheets and halyards, the jib downhaul, and the topsail clewlines and buntlines. The young sailor gave a look to see that his orders were promptly and accurately obeyed, and then turned again to the owner.
"And how did this misfortune occur?" inquired the latter, resuming the interrupted conversation. "Alas, sir, in the most unexpected manner. After a long talk with the harbor-master, Captain Leclere left Naples greatly disturbed in mind. In twenty-four hours he was attacked by a fever, and died three days afterwards. We performed the usual burial service, and he is at his rest, sewn up in his hammock with a thirty-six pound shot at his head and his heels, off El Giglio island. We bring to his widow his sword and cross of honor. It was worth while, truly," added the young man with a melancholy smile, "to make war against the English for ten years, and to die in his bed at last, like everybody else."
"Why, you see, Edmond," replied the owner, who appeared more comforted at every moment, "we are all mortal, and the old must make way for the young. If not, why, there would be no promotion; and since you assure me that the cargo—"
"Is all safe and sound, M. Morrel, take my word for it; and I advise you not to take 25,000 francs for the profits of the voyage."
Then, as they were just passing the Round Tower, the young man shouted: "Stand by there to lower the topsails and jib; brail up the spanker!"
The order was executed as promptly as it would have been on board a man-of-war.
"Let go—and clue up!" At this last command all the sails were lowered, and the vessel moved almost imperceptibly onwards.
"Now, if you will come on board, M. Morrel," said Dantes, observing the owner's impatience, "here is your supercargo, M. Danglars, coming out of his cabin, who will furnish you with every particular. As for me, I must look after the anchoring, and dress the ship in mourning."
The owner did not wait for a second invitation. He seized a rope which Dantes flung to him, and with an activity that would have done credit to a sailor, climbed up the side of the ship, while the young man, going to his task, left the conversation to Danglars, who now came towards the owner. He was a man of twenty-five or twenty-six years of age, of unprepossessing countenance, obsequious to his superiors, insolent to his subordinates; and this, in addition to his position as responsible agent on board, which is always obnoxious to the sailors, made him as much disliked by the crew as Edmond Dantes was beloved by them.
"Well, M. Morrel," said Danglars, "you have heard of the misfortune that has befallen us?"
"Yes—yes: poor Captain Leclere! He was a brave and an honest man."
"And a first-rate seaman, one who had seen long and honorable service, as became a man charged with the interests of a house so important as that of Morrel & Son," replied Danglars.
"But," replied the owner, glancing after Dantes, who was watching the anchoring of his vessel, "it seems to me that a sailor needs not be so old as you say, Danglars, to understand his business, for our friend Edmond seems to understand it thoroughly, and not to require instruction from any one."
"Yes," said Danglars, darting at Edmond a look gleaming with hate. "Yes, he is young, and youth is invariably self-confident. Scarcely was the captain's breath out of his body when he assumed the command without consulting any one, and he caused us to lose a day and a half at the Island of Elba, instead of making for Marseilles direct."
"As to taking command of the vessel," replied Morrel, "that was his duty as captain's mate; as to losing a day and a half off the Island of Elba, he was wrong, unless the vessel needed repairs."
"The vessel was in as good condition as I am, and as, I hope you are, M. Morrel, and this day and a half was lost from pure whim, for the pleasure of going ashore, and nothing else."
"Dantes," said the shipowner, turning towards the young man, "come this way!"
"In a moment, sir," answered Dantes, "and I'm with you." Then calling to the crew, he said—"Let go!"
The anchor was instantly dropped, and the chain ran rattling through the port-hole. Dantes continued at his post in spite of the presence of the pilot, until this manoeuvre was completed, and then he added, "Half-mast the colors, and square the yards!"
"You see," said Danglars, "he fancies himself captain already, upon my word."
"And so, in fact, he is," said the owner.
"Except your signature and your partner's, M. Morrel."
"And why should he not have this?" asked the owner; "he is young, it is true, but he seems to me a thorough seaman, and of full experience."
A cloud passed over Danglars' brow. "Your pardon, M. Morrel," said Dantes, approaching, "the vessel now rides at anchor, and I am at your service. You hailed me, I think?"
Danglars retreated a step or two. "I wished to inquire why you stopped at the Island of Elba?"
"I do not know, sir; it was to fulfil the last instructions of Captain Leclere, who, when dying, gave me a packet for Marshal Bertrand." "Then did you see him, Edmond?" "Who?" "The marshal."
tl;dr: I like chocolate chip cookies.
I bolded the part that matters.
Dashing: where did you get that from?
But... but that whole ordeal itself was not?
Ah! I was wondering
Andrew: as bad as posting it the first time was, repeating it will always be worse.