Oh, my God.
I am about as confused as a fat kid presented with vegetables.
I've got approximately no idea what the fuck's going on over at MNFF, but I'm concerned. I know that isn't the trendy reaction - I ought to be saying things like, "...but all I know is, it makes me glad I left." It doesn't. I'm not. Truthfully, it kills me. I'm tired of trying to be the person who can walk away from things, free and happy. It might be the healthy thing to do, but it's not me. I can't do that. Not with MNFF, not with anything. I don't detach that easily. For better or worse, I'm still invested. This vague nether-drama has made me realize that. /self-purported rant
I'm declining to comment on any of the particulars until someone gives me the low-down.
But I'll say just this much, because it appears as though this specific incident has sparked a site-wide dialogue on the current state of MNFF as a whole.
The site needs to return to its roots. Screw the bells and whistles. Forget the challenges, the contests, the House points, the 84573475978 guilds and clubs and cliques. Forget it all. When shit's this bad, shit's got to return to its origins. And the origins of MNFF were, plain and simple, quality stories modded in a timely manner by quality mods. That's it. When MNFF opened, there wasn't even the Help section, let alone classes and clubs and pranks. DON'T get me wrong - those things are badass, and I love(d) them. But only when the foundation upon which they are based is in working order. Prioritize.
I really don't know if I'm in any position to even offer advice given the abrupt and shitty way in which I left. Hopefully that mistake doesn't invalidate the rest of my time there.
I never thought I'd use this tag again.
I am about as confused as a fat kid presented with vegetables.
I've got approximately no idea what the fuck's going on over at MNFF, but I'm concerned. I know that isn't the trendy reaction - I ought to be saying things like, "...but all I know is, it makes me glad I left." It doesn't. I'm not. Truthfully, it kills me. I'm tired of trying to be the person who can walk away from things, free and happy. It might be the healthy thing to do, but it's not me. I can't do that. Not with MNFF, not with anything. I don't detach that easily. For better or worse, I'm still invested. This vague nether-drama has made me realize that. /self-purported rant
I'm declining to comment on any of the particulars until someone gives me the low-down.
But I'll say just this much, because it appears as though this specific incident has sparked a site-wide dialogue on the current state of MNFF as a whole.
The site needs to return to its roots. Screw the bells and whistles. Forget the challenges, the contests, the House points, the 84573475978 guilds and clubs and cliques. Forget it all. When shit's this bad, shit's got to return to its origins. And the origins of MNFF were, plain and simple, quality stories modded in a timely manner by quality mods. That's it. When MNFF opened, there wasn't even the Help section, let alone classes and clubs and pranks. DON'T get me wrong - those things are badass, and I love(d) them. But only when the foundation upon which they are based is in working order. Prioritize.
I really don't know if I'm in any position to even offer advice given the abrupt and shitty way in which I left. Hopefully that mistake doesn't invalidate the rest of my time there.
I never thought I'd use this tag again.
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