Tzoli's Red Leather Journal

And the Credits Roll

Wow... just over a year playing the same character.

I made a slight change to the last story that I thought was appropriate to the character tying up her loose ends before judgement, but other than that, it is over and done with.

Wow.

breaths for a moment

I am sad to see this character go, but if she had come back, what she was and who she was would have lost all meaning. Why she died would have lost all meaning.

I want to thank everyone for your kind words about her. I never thought she would have made such a difference and been so well liked. I hope you all enjoyed having her around as much as I enjoyed playing her.

I want to thank all of the people who shaped her story and really had a deep impact on it:

Rylian (for being the first to step up to the plate and love her)
Jirand (for teaching her about the Dryth and getting her really embedded into the world)
Silmaril (for being her first friend in Telantha)
Mirae (for being her intellectual guidance in the tough times)
Skye (for being her 'girlfriend' who would talk about all the silly, girly things with her and never looked at her as if she was some lofty warrior)
Aubren (for being her 'drinking' and fighting buddy)
Melchior (aka the Staff) (for making my character sane, insane and sane again. Also, for never forcing anything upon her that I as a player didn't know was coming. Nope, you're not as sneaky as you think.)
Hemo (Her first student)
Sehki (for being her little brother and her friend)
Bjar (for being the arrogant bastard who made her hate him and love him and who showed her that she really was better than most people)
Leonne (for being her sparring buddy and her confidante near the end)
Fedim&Kali (you made her a Vek burninator)
Morhion (for making her feel special, beautiful and like a woman for the first time)
Aanson (you know why)
All the People I've forgotten (yeah yeah, the list is long, but thanks to you too)

And I want to give a special thanks to Strega for this blog that really helped me to round out the character in ways I never thought possible.

So, that is the final credits. Lower the curtain and I shall take my bow.

Pikshur the orkestra playing sum fun and tuching musik fer me will yah?

Trackbacks

So, I have just finished going through all of my entries. (well over 200) and removing all of the trackback pings from them. I hate those damn thins. I have also set each entry to disallow pings. Yay. At the same time I labeled all of my entries into a category so they pop up correctly in the archives. This is more work than it sounds like as I had to double label a few of them and couldn't just use the mass labeler.

On a side note, I am working on a new design, thus far it looks like it will be pretty nice. I am just working on the new graphics and then everything should fall together. I am excited about this layout. Hopefully I will like it more than the one I have now. I don't know yet, we'll see. I will post it up here for all to look at before I transfer it to the main page. That way I can get some feed back on it which should be fun. I am also working on a new layout for my realplay blog. That is on the back burner compared to this one, but I am busy making graphics for it as well.

OOC: Slow Updating ... One year as Tzoli

For those who havn't noticed, I am working on new graphics for this blog. I started with a new banner (if you can't see the new one, hit reload/refresh in your browser). I am contemplating an entirely new theme and this banner is only here for the interim. It is supposed to sort of lead into the next change.

Over the past year (yes it has been almost a year), I have watched as my character has changed and grown. She is still dumber than a sack of hammers, but she is a different person than she started as. Not quite as happy-go-lucky, though still much more so than other characters considering how many of her 'friends' have died, dissapeared and otherwise drifted away.

I've been reading over some of the first entries and I realized that she has become much more aware of herself than she started out. She has become something that a lot of people on Shadow Siege aren't... a good person. (Or at least a reasonably good person.) Through the last two years of her life (closer to three really due to a wonky time bug then switch that made the Darkfall last forever), she's changed despite her wanting not to.

So, in tribute to my character and nearly one year on Shadow Siege (Sept 30), I am going to completely redo the entire theme and feel of this blog. I'll admit the last change was a rather large one, but I think I'm going to go with different colours now. And I think I'll be using frames to make something similar to the Deceit of the Amaranth or like my BlogofRealplay.

OOC: Interview

O.W.:
"Well, you are all in for a treat tonight. My guest for the show embodies the efforts of strong women everywhere. She has struggled through the loss of her city, her family, her entire way of life. Then... everything she had was taken away from her again. despite all of this, she has maintained a sunny optimism and continues to struggle on despite the negativity embracing her world.

I would like to Welcome Ms. Tzoli Kita."

*cheers from the audience*

O.W.:
"It is a pleasure to have you on the show today. My... I hadn't realized how tall you really are. Look at this everyone... I think she's at least, what? A foot taller than me."

T.K.:
"Yup, I rekkin I'm purty tall, but I'm ustah it. I dun evin hardly think 'bout it no more."

*the pair sits*

O.W.:
"So, you're from Yarsin. Telantha must be a far cry from what you're used to. How are you adjusting to the changes?"

T.K.:
"Whelp, I rekkin peepul is peepul no mattar where yah go tah. Thah laws is purty confusin tah me, but I rekkin sah long as I keep mahself outtah too much troubals it'll be alright. Telantha... I dunno... it seems lots angrier then Yarsin wuz, but mebbe ifn I wuz still in Yarsin with thah Darkniss it would be angry there alsah. I dunno."

O.W.:
"Well, perhaps you're right. But, I've heard you've had a few run ins with the City guard despite your best efforts to keep out of trouble. You got thrown in jail for quite a while due to an incident in the Whispering Wriath didn't you? Tell me after this incident, what is your opinion on the city guard?"

T.K:
"Well, I rekkin they're jus doin whah they're 'spostah be doin. They jus din't unnerstand nuthin 'bout whah wuz goin on. They din't know why I hadtah do whah I did. I din't mean tah hurt no one, but I rekkin I did in thah end.

*laughter*

I ain't got nuthin 'gainst thah Guard reelee, I mean I got friends in thah guard an stuff. I rekkin they're jus... I dunno, not sah vereee in touch with whah's reeelee goin' on ifn thah makes senss. I mean, they dun care 'bout murdars in thah city err nuthin unless it involves onnah them. Thah... an they're always coverin up fer they're own. I mean, they din't haftah tellah lie 'bout why thah Captin did whah he did tah me. I undarstood an stuff an wunt gunna makah thing o'er it.I dun like liars.

I'm alsah still ah lil mad o'er them stickin me with fire evin though they knew I wunt Dryth no mor. S'like they want me tah be killt by Veks err sumthin."

O.W.:
"Speaking of the Vek and the Dryth... where do you stand in the struggle between the two? I mean, what is your opinion on the town's current status with the struggle between the Dryth and Vek?"

T.K.:
"I dunno nuthin 'bout how thah town is dealin with it. But I know i hate them dirty, filthy dasgustin Veks. I hate them an think they should be dastroyed. They're mean things an fer evarythin they've dun an all thah suffarin they've dished out... well, I wanna see 'em go away ferevar. They make thah Gods angry an they make me angry. Ifn I coul' I'd kill them all sah hard they cou'nt come back. They'd wandar round thah maze tah Annwn ferevar, suffarin like they made thah Dryth suffar."

O.W.:
"Mighty strong opinion there. Emotional... you've had some experience with suffering at their hands I take it."

T.K.:
"Sorta, I rekkin... sumthin like thah..."

O.W.:
"Yet you still find the time to laugh and smile, much more so than most people I've interviewed from telantha. Of all of them, there may be no better person than you to speak about living with joy. Despite all the tragedy you've witnessed, do you still have a place inside you for happiness?"

T.K.:
"I ain't dead yet. I think sah long as yer still breathin, yah kin feel happiniss. Heck, mebbe yah kin evin feel it in Annwn, I dunno. There ain't nuthin sah bad in thah world thah kin make me shut off mah heart. I mean, I'm rule bah mah emoshins. They make me strong an make me wanna keep goin. I think ifn I'm ment tah suffar, then I must alsah be ment tah be happy. I rekkin all thah bad things thah happin just make me 'pperciate thah good things more. Makes all thah happiniss and joy I feel strongar... more sweet."

O.W.:
"That is quite an outlook on life. It's too bad more don't share your view. I think telantha would be a much better place for it. Where do you see that outlook taking you? What direction do you see your life going in at the moment?"

T.K.:
"I dunno... s'hard fer me tah think 'bout thah future an stuff. I mean, whah happins taday coul' make whah I do tamarrah diff'rint. I dun reelee think bout where I'm goin'. I rekkin right now I'm mostly goin onnah path alone. There is plasis I'd like tah go, but I dun think it's in mah Fate tah go tah them plasis.

I rekkin I'll be goin where Balor leads me. I think in thah future I'll be strongar and fastar and ah bettar fightar an I'll be abal tah hold mah own 'gainst thah peepul 'round me. I think I'll bring Balor's way tah thah peepul who ain't got no faith in nuthin. I'll be strong fer Him and try hardar tah go where He wants me tah go."

O.W.:
"I see. Well, I suppose the future is uncertain. Seeing where we are going is a difficult task, but, you must have some idea? A place you'd like to see you path go. Do you have any big goals you want to accomplish in your life?"

T.K.:
"Hrm... big goals.

Well, I got one I ain't told no one yet. I wanna build ah Altar tah Balor. I wanna build him a cella. There ain't no one 'round Telantha who knows His ways no more an I wanna teach 'em. Ifn sumthin happins tah me, I dun want Balor's ways tah die frum thah world. Mebbe there err sum Gibor left, but i ain't met nun. I Dun evin know ifn there'sah Bechirim no more. I'd like tah rebuild evarything back fer Balor. I'd like tah see thah peepul know who He is an stuff.

Aside frum thah, I wanna buildah Arena fer him as well.

An..."

*there is a pause here as the interiewer leans forward and the interviewee turns a bright shade of red*

T.K.:
"An, I wanna git married an have lotsah babies. I'd like tah have 6 childrins... mebbe 7. I always wannid tah be ah mum, but now I am too old tah git married. I mean I'm alreddee twenny summars old. Thah's too old tah be married I rekkin. I shoulddah had 2 err 3 childrins by now."

O.W.:
"Speaking of marriage and children, is there anyone special in your life? Someone you have your eye on? If you are ruled by your emotions as you stated, you must feel love for someone. Is there anyone you have a crush on, and why?"

T.K.:
"Ermm... well, I dunno."

O.W.:
"Come now, you must have someone in mind..."

T.K.:
"Well, I got mah eye on sumone, but his heart is only thinkin' 'bout sumone else. There ain't no room in it tah thinkah me as anathin but his sistar. I rekkin whin yah look like me, peepul kin only thinkah yah as they're sistar. He's still awfal nice tah me an stuff an is there whin I need him, but I dun think mah feelin's'll evar mean nuthin tah him, least not thah way I'd like 'em tah.

'Sides, he's sah tiny I rekkin I'd break him err sumthin."

*a collective awwww from the audience with some scattered laughter*

O.W.:
"Oh my, he must be quite a catch for you to be willing to accept as place as his sister. What does he do? Is he an accomplished warrior like yourself?"

T.K.:
"Ermm... no... he'sah tailor."

*a few titters from the audience*

O.W.:
"A Tailor you say? Any good? What's his name?"

T.K.:
"I think he's thah bestist tailor evar... he's onnah thah Azirni tailer's frum yarsin like me. He made me ah awfal nice dress once, but it got stolin away bah sumone. It hurt lots whin I lost it. I wannid tah crush sumthin with mah hammar."

O.W.:
"That is quite a weapon you've got there. It's massive. I don't think I could lift it, let alone swing it the way you do. Not many around here use such a weapon any longer. Why is a hammer your weapon of choice?"

T.K.:
"Tah be honist, it ain't. It's mah seccind choice. Mah weppin ah choice is thah spear. Mah mum usdah spear an she sed mah pa did alsah. An Balor is thah Spear alsah. I reeeleee reeeeeeeelee wannid tah use thah spear. But I cou'nt git no one tah teach it tah me. They all said i wuz too dumb tah evar learn howtah use it propar. I asked evaryone 'round. i askt and askt and askt, but they all laughed at me and said I was too stupid. Then I met Krallip. He issah tyeni warrier. he said thah he cou'nt teach me thah spear, but he'd teach me howtah usah mace. He said he could tell I wuz speshell an thah I'd havah knack fer it.

I trained and trained and trained with him. An one day I beat him in sparrin. He said he cou'nt teach me no more, sah now I jus practiss thah Kavanat Halev bah mahself tah go further in trainin.

I switched tah thah hammar cuz thah guard took away mah mace whin I wuz in jail. how yah use it is thah same reelee. I liked thah runes on this one. Now I take it with me evarywhere. It's grown on me."

O.W.:
"You take it with you everywhere? Why is that? Are you afraid of something?"

T.K.:
"Hrm... well, I rekkin I'm ah lil scart I'll run intah ah vek on thah street an they'll see mah brand an try tah hurt me err take me away err sumthin, but I think Balor'll pertect me ifn thah happins. Thah vek... I dunno, they dun scare me sah much as they make me angry."

O.W.:
"If not the Vek, then what are you truly afraid of?"

T.K.:
"Well... I'm afraid ah lettin thah Gods down. They've shown me lotsah stuff and always bin kind tah me. Evin whin Melchior... took it away... He did it tah stop mah suffarin. I'm scared I'll let them down... thah I'll fail 'em and take away all thah trust an stuff they've put in me. I'm afraid I'll be evin mor alone then I am now. I jus wanna make 'em happy an ifn I fail... well, itsah mah greatist fear. I wanna be strong fer 'em an show 'em I kin do good things fer 'em. I dun nevar wanna let 'em down."

O.W.:
"Insightful. Well, that's all the time we have for today. Thank you for joining me. I hope to have you again."

OOC: 200

So, that last entry was number 200. Gosh. Wow. Soon, I will have kept this Blog/Log/journal thing for a year of fairly consistent entries. Imagine that.

Anyway, I said I would do something nifty for my 200th entry and I have thought of it.

I am going to do an interview with Tzoli. How I will do this is, for the next week, I will take any questions that you (the readers, all three of you) leave in the comments. At the end of the week, I will compile them and turn them into an interview. The interview will probably be a spoof on Oprah, because really, who else would interview a hammer wielding warrior woman who happens to be black?

Anyway, I look forward to seeing the questions posted. I decided to let other people choose so I would be honest with them and answer things people wanted to know rather than things I felt like sharing.

So... comment away!

((Yes, this is also a desperate attempt to get comments. They make me feel special.))

OOC: New Styles and Templates

As you can see, I have posted up the new design. I still have the old one saved of course and I may continue to futz around with more designs.

I have considered going to a single box in the center of the page, but then I would have to deal with iFrames and not everyone can view those. Of course, if they can't, they should get a better browser, like Firefox. Yes, that is a shameless plug for my favorite (and free) browser.

Now that I have the new design all spiffed up. I shall go back to regular posting again. I am only 6 entries away from #200, so I shall have to think of something spiffy to post up for it. I don't know what yet. For the last landmark post I put up Tzoli's Chinese Portrait and the one before that I put up an image of her tattoo. Mayhaps I'll come up with something new and exciting.

OOC: Hurricanes, Tigers and Work, Oh my!

For those of you who actually read my realplay blog, you'll know I'm working on a new blog template for Tzoli's journal here. Because Hurricane Dennis (really tropical storm Dennis by the time it hit me) over the weekend and an insanely busy work schedule, this project got put off a bit. I am hoping to have a new template done by the end of the week, though this is probably wishful thinking.

Aaaaaanyway, the new design will be completely (hopefully) different from this one. I will be posting this week again to get things back up to date. I always feel like such a slacker when I fail to post at least on the weekdays, so I should be posting everyday again (maybe twice a day to make up for lost time).

OOC: RP Challenges with Tzoli

Alright, I know this is out of place, but I have been thinking about writing something about this for some time. Now I'm sure most people are thinking uot there: What's so hard about playing a moron? how can it be challenging at all?

Well, let me tell you...

((If you have a hard time knowing why people do the things they do and keeping it out of the game, then bugger off and read no further.))

First off, let me tell you where I got the idea for Tzoli's mentality: My little sister. This here puts me a little closer to the character than I would have liked, but I wanted to play someone who was mentaly challenged, but not from birth. What? you say. Not from birth? How can that be? Well, one, there are horrible deseases in the world that most of the time (or at least a good portion of the time) kill children when they get them. Spinal Menengitis (sp??) is one of them. This will more or less cook your brain. Another one in Encephalitis. This is an inflamation of the brain. Anyway, yes, this is why Tzoli is ... slow. She had spinal menengitis as a child and should have died, but didn't.

So, in modeling her after my sister, I had to grapple not only with not making her my sister, but also, dealing with the fact that she is slow. This is actually quite hard for me because I see things happening in the game, but I know Tzoli wouldn't. I know she wouldn't understand the things. I know she would take things the wrong way.

Challenge #1: Tzoli has no concept of time.
This may not seem like a big deal, but it is. She has no concept on time qualifiers on sentances. If someone tells her to clean up. She doesn't understand that it only means clean up right now. She will take it to the extreme and always cleans up. There are few people she actually listens to, but the Gods, her mother and the people she respects qualify. When Melchior told her to be truthful, she didn't understand that he meant only right then, to him. Once again: no concept of time.

Of course, this also means that she has no concept of time itself. An hour, a day: it all seems pretty much the same to her. To help with this, she writes in her journal. It helps her keep track of days and thus of time. In her head, she can't tell if something happened a day ago or a week. There are two times to her: short and long. She gets confused and often mis-remembers things and will take one to be short and another to be long when they aren't.

Challenge #2: Tzoli has no concept of Money
If she ever had a silver coin, she would not know the difference between it and a gold coin. One coin is the same as one coin. She has a hard time counting above 20, and everything above it is basically lots. Her mother was quite wealthy, but she doesn't know this. All she knows is that she had want for nothing.

Challenge #3: Frustration at being Stupid
My little sister is frustrated all the time. She can't remember words, concepts, ideas, but they are there, in her head. I try very hard to portray this on Tzoli, and sadly, do a rather poor job of it. It is a very hard thing to do. It's like when you know a word and it is on the tip of your tongue, but you can't quite remember it. That is how she is with ideas and thoughts. Also, she has a hard time with words. Very often she doesn't know what they mean so she just ignores them and glosses over them. You'll all notice she smiles and nods a lot. There is a reason for this.

Challenge #4: Sex and relationships
She doesn't really know what sex is. She has a vague idea (Thanks Nybrylla and Venice hehe), but as a whole she doesn't get it. She knows there is something and that she wants it, but she doesn't understand it. She wants someone to love her, to be with her and to more or less take care of her. It's what she sees as proper for a woman. (and what most women of the time would see as proper). She knows what love is (a la Forrest Gump) just as she knows what the other emotions are and it frustrates her that relationships don't come to her even though she feels these things. (And no, she doesn't know where babies come from.)

There are other challenges as well, but some things should remain a mystery. Ha! Anyway, lately, these are the main things I struggle with when playing her. It's very hard to know what things mean then twisting them into what Tzoli would think they meant.

Ah well, it's fun.

OOC: Stuff (aka Weddings)

I am a fountain of zen. Yesterday while everyone for the wedding was running around like chicken with their heads cut off, I was calm. I wasn't nervous, I wan't stressed, I was just... the same as always.

Anyway, for those people who are reading this, this is just a short update as to why I am not writing this week. I had a wedding. I can't really say I got married, because I already was, but I had a wedding. It was fun. I had a hat that was the dant coolest thing in the whole world. For those who know what it is, my wedding was at Old Tucson Studios. (This is the place wher John Wayne made lots of westerns as well as others.)

I have so much cake left I don't know what to do with it. So, who likes cake?

Catchup

Yes, yes, I am playing catchup from the past week. I had these entries written up but never got the chance to type them up. Anyway, one more, then I will be caught up .

On a side note, I will be gone for the next week or so and don't know if I'll have time to post (or access to a computer for that matter). We'll see. If not, then I'll have to post something extra spiffy when I get back.

#150... Special Cookies

Well, that last entry marked number 150. It's true. So, as a special treat, I shall post a chinese portrait for Tzoli.

here are the questions (Yes Cernunnos, I stole most these from you. Ha!). So, if you don't want to know too much about Tzoli, don't read on.

If I were a natural phenomenon, I would be...
If I were a material, I would be...
If I were an animal, I would be...
If I were a plant, I would be...
If I were a colour, I would be...
If I were a food, I would be...
If I were a mortal activity, I would be...
If I were a weapon, I would be...
If I were a tool, I would be...
If I were an object, I would be...
If I were an emotion, I would be...

If I were a natural phenomenon, I would be...
...a flood.
(I am like water, taking the path of least resistance unless sprovoked, then I force my way through anything.)

If I were a material, I would be...
...fool's gold.
(I am shiny on the outside, but basically worthless.)

If I were an animal, I would be...
...a turkey.
(I am stupid and brainless and otherwise harmless, but fight like hell when someone hurts me and mine.)

If I were a plant, I would be...
...a weed.
(Annoying, ugly, and bloody hard to get rid of.)

If I were a colour, I would be...
...Royal Blue.
(This color promotes happiness, laughter and joy. It will open you to the lighter, more jovial side of yourself.)

If I were a food, I would be...
...blackberry jam.
(I am tasty and good on toast, but not something you'd eat by itself.)

If I were a mortal activity, I would be...
...juggling.
(Entertaining, good for a laugh, but as a whole, the same thing over and over again.)

If I were a weapon, I would be...
...a hammer.
(Tzoli the Walking Hammer-- I crush your skull, rawr. My second choice would be a boot and if you don't think a boot is a weapon, just wait until I kick your arse with mine and then tell me it's not a weapon.)

If I were a tool, I would be...
...a ladder.
(I am useful for getting things from the top cupboard.)

If I were an object, I would be...
...a glass door.
(I am completely transparant, but still an obstacle unless you realize you can just turn the doorknob.)

If I were an emotion, I would be...
...confusion and rage.
(Smile and nod. Smile and nod. Do not lose your temper.)

OOC: Posting

I'm sure you all have noticed my lack of posting lately. This is really for two reasons. One: I got a job and don't have as much time to play around online. Truthfully though, this isn't a good reason, it doesn't take that long to make a post.

I will try to think of something or go to simply posting the stories Tzoli writes/tells. The fun thing about RP is that you never know what will happen later on.

OOC: New Look

Well, I think I am reasonably pleased with the look of the blog now. It could be better, a lot better really, but I don't really want to mess with it anymore for the time being.

Anyway, I may further tweek with the look, but, it will all depend on what I come up with I suppose.

Also, I'd like to thank Strega for the encouragment!

OOC: Look Update

As you all can see, I am working on updating the look of my blog. To be honest, I am not sure I like how it is laid out right now, so, over the next few days I'll be playing with it a bit.

I sort of like the leathery background, though I may go with something different as well. I'm just not sure yet. If you have any suggestions, comment them! I'll see what I can do to update to make it more readable for you all.

OOC: Updates...

Well, since Tzoli doesn't currently have access to her journal, I am going to be doing a slight change in the updates until she gets it back. Instead of journal entries, I will be posting Tzoli's dreams. I may also post some songs and prayers she uses. Anyway, she is still an idiot, but these are things in her mind, not things she's writing down.

100th Entry!

Well, that last entry was my 100th!. Amazing eh? I didn't think 100 would role around so fast. Anyway, in honour of my 100th entry, here is a nifty tidbit I have been saving for such an occasion!

This is the Lizard Tattoo on Tzoli's back. It stretches from the base of her neck over to her right shoulder. The tail curls around the base of her neck and the lightning stretches over her shoulder blade. For my 500th entry, I will post an image of the runes that run down her spine....maybe.

OOC: back!

Well, I am back from my vacation. It was an adventure to say the least. All in all, I didn't really do much. Kind of sad really. Ah well. I feel like a mook seeing as I won blog of the month for December and then didn't write anything. Ah well, C'est la vie.

Anyway, see ya'll on the flip side.

OOC: Dissapearance

Hey all, I know it seems like I just totally fell off the end of the Earth. I assure you, gravity is indeed holding me firmly to the ground. Last week there was a lot of family stuff I had to do that didn't revolve around Hannukah. As you know, my Mother in Law had been dying of cancer, well, she died on the 5th. Last week was a week of the funeral, the wake and other such things. Things are getting better now, so I am around again.

As a side note, happy holidays to everyone: Yule, Christmas, Hannukah, Quanza, Festivus etc. Remember to go out and spend time with your families and friends and everything. Give your mom a big hug and eat some nice holiday treats.

Death and Time

I am so angry at myself for not writting much the past few weeks. I suppose I have as good a reason as any, but I feel like I am somehow letting myself down. I originally intended to write something every day save for Saturday where I would post occasional stories and logs.

Picking the dust out of the dust
  leaves me half awake
     and half dead
throwing ashes over some

unknown coffin.

Help help! I'm being repressed!

So, as I am sure those who read this blog have noticed, it hasn't been updated the past few days. There are reasons! I have been helping to redecorate my Mother in Law's house the past few days so it is clean and comfortable for her as she lives out her final days. I am taking care of her and the family during the holidays which have been especially rough for them all.

Like I said, it's bad. I blame the paint fumes.

OOC Interlude

I know I don't often write OOC interludes like this, but lately I have been in a situation where people have been using knowledge they couldn't know IC. Yes, I am talking about people using this Journal as a way to 'know' things about my character that they couldn't. This annoys me. I know it is hard to see all the nifty things written here and not want to act on them.

I've said my peace now. So everyone have fun, remember its just a game!