A funny thing happened on the way to oblivion . . .
I was
informed late last night of something I had not known since I started
running Subspace zones three years ago, thanks very much. I owe a debt
of gratitude to the wise newbie who clued me in to the fact, silly me,
that I am required to have a rule against ball-killing in my zone. Not
only that, but not withstanding my gross negligence - failing to post
notices for a rule I didn't know I had - I am expected to punish my
players for breaking a rule they didn't know about. Not only is
ignorance of the law no excuse - it appears now that the absence of a
law won't fly either.
Then I remembered that the
individual scolding me plays in my zone because he is banned everywhere
else. Not for any good reason, just for being his loveable self. A
little secret: That's a damned good reason sometimes. Well, you get what
you pay for, don't you. Perhaps I ought to start enforcing some of the
other rules that are common out there in the chaotic fringe-worlds.
Rules against lameness, for instance. Or cursing.
The
Pointman interview will have to wait an extra day, as I didn't get a
chance to approve some final changes with him. Instead I bring you a
blast from the past, in the form of a long awaited reprint of The
Romulans' Lamers Guide. This dates back to March 5th of 1997, exactly a
month before yours truly joined the fray. All possible thanks to my old
mapmaking mentor and evil homey for approving this at the last minute.
:)
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