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What makes Mogar tick?

after 2 conversations on irc earlier today, I figured I should make a blog about the subject, I have been asked this question ever since I became active on the forums, and what makes me act the way I do, so here goes a wall of text rant. Before I played Cybernations, I had an ego already, I tend to get what I want when I put forth all the effort I can, and since high school have tended to do whatever I want without thinking about what would happen afterwards, and generally was an incredibly selfish person, including having a one sided open relationship with my now ex girlfriend whom I was dating before I found CN, but since this is about what makes me act like me, I suppose I'll keep this mostly IC. When CDS was on it's deathbed and I was trying to revive the corpse hooked to life support, I realized that having public opinion on your side and being known on the forums was a useful trait in almost every situation that comes up while playing Cybernations, alliancewise it can make your alliance more popular since more people see your flag and alliance name, and character wise, people tend to trust those they know over those they don't, along with quite a few other benefits that come with this. Once I finally was willing to let go of CDS and wiped the White Nationalist/Supremacist cell out from those nations at least, I still to this day believe they're out there somewhere subverting another alliance's power to their own twisted ends, but that's a story for another blog. Anyway, I soon joined TPF, since that was most of my former CDS alliance mates went long before I finally gave up on reviving, and TPF at the time protected Defcon, where the other majority went, so I felt at home, I went inactive for a month or so, completely drained from being online 18 hours a day keeping CDS afloat, but then turned back into my incredible posting self, and during the NoV war which I quite openly supported since I had my own personal reasons for disliking any possibility of WN/WS I was promoted to MoFA under Slayer99 near the peak of the Q era, which at the time was basically a do nothing job since there weren't very many people we weren't already allied with. This new promotion gave me even more ability to post but also restricted my opinions slightly, like all government jobs tend to do, 6 months of doing that job and having my deputy magicninja essentially do my job for me, I resigned and let Magicninja take over since he was doing the job anyway and I simply enjoyed being able to post official government statements, and then became the Minister of Protectorates, since at the time we had roughly a dozen and I hung out with them more than our allies, same day NoV disbanded(august 15 2008), I had nothing to keep me busy so I created #CN_News, I had been doing MoG[News] for quite a time before that, ever since the UjW, but figured a private channel for it was a good idea since then I could add more of my own commentary. Once I became disenfranchised with the political situation in Cybernations entirely, I resigned from TPF and went and joined Pacifica, because I felt I needed to ground myself again, being a "celebrity" had made me be far too independent minded to ever really follow someone else, and this problem hasn't really been fixed even to this day, I just happen to get along with RIA's leadership well. Anyway, so I was in Pacifica and lost interest in their alliance because their leadership banned me from their private and public channels, so I took the hint and quit the alliance, being emotional at the time, I didnt even think to post a resignation, i just queried the guy who banned me and told him since he didnt want me in the alliance I was resigning, and then posted a thread on the old CDS forums checking for interest in a rebirth of sorts, which was viewable to anyone with an account on the CDS boards since we no longer had members, someone from Pacifica saw this, reported me being a traitor and then I was attacked for poaching or something along those lines. Since it's been 2 years and nobody involved in the decision was in government or exists currently, Slayer basically talked Pacifica into stopping attacks against my nation after 1 week of warfare with me after I got expelled, and then I was given my cushy job as IRAN's Trium of Foreign Affairs, which gave me another attention whore job, which I of course enjoyed at the time, besides having to bail Battalion out of horrible situations involving Ivan Moldavi and Tygaland, fast forward a while, Karma happens, Battalion betrays the alliance by surrendering without talking to anyone else from the government, cue me posting a nuclear attack in reply to Archon, After getting wasted, changing my AA and generally being quite unhappy and posting my emotions in regards to that. Then after waking up the next morning, I discussed the subject with manbearpig on IRC where he informed me of the treachery, since I had thought they just made the decision without telling me, not Battalion being ballsy enough to make the decision completely by himself, once we realized this, we talked it over with the 2 other government members at the time, and the 2 active members on IRC, and came to the decision to remove Batallion, since he had done this previously, in fact that was how I gained my job in the first place, he just removed the old Trium without asking anyone. Of course with my pride at stake, I decided to remove him from power personally, since I had Admin on the forums, and then posted our actions on these boards, thankfully all of my activity up until this point had paid off, since public support was overwhelmingly on my side besides sporadic trolls posting support for him for lulz, He then declared Civil War and then declared war on me when i had 1000 tech and 25 nukes on hand, and actually had a warchest, so I attacked back and winning every type of attack including a naval blockade, and then realizing bill locking him was a dishonorable action when he was already defeated, decided to offer him peace since it would show I wasn't a horrible person as he attempted to paint me, and even offered him protection from IRAN until he decided to change AAs, which he did soon afterwards. After my victory against him I went back to my usual posting constantly on the CN forums and eventually earned a ban for a quoted for truth style post, my exact words were "I agree with this" and besides two incidents, once posting wetwe simply to get one of my 100+ first posts, and the other for posting "me, inb4everyone" haven't been warned for a no content post whatsoever, and after the "inb4everyone" post I should have been more thoughtful of my posting, but at the time I wasnt as mature and wasn't exactly thinking much through, the 20 month break gave me time to reflect upon myself, though I missed Cybernations constantly. I've realized ever since before the Karma war, the politics of this game are retarded, IRC and the forums are incredibly enjoyable simply because you get to talk with other people from around the world, and from what I've seen, everyone seems to be losing interest in the game because we have lost what the entire point of the game is. I play Cybernations purely to chat with people, the actual Alliance Politics side doesn't matter at all to me anymore. People have complained recently about certain alliances (Rok would be the biggest example off the top of my head) who chose what treaty they would uphold, why is that such a bad thing, if your alliance believes someone is their friend, why can't they choose to defend them? the entire point of politics is friendships, having a forum topic saying you are friends doesn't do a whole lot to make you any more or less friends, you'd be friends even without the treaty, which is why MK and FAN's secret/paperless treaty concept is something more people should follow in my opinion. Since I came back I realized the politics haven't changed at all, but there are plenty of new people I wish to meet and talk to and hopefully befriend, and if you're going to reply to this, please dont just quote this huge post, just reply without quoting me. tl;dr, I am well known out of my own work, and I act like such an attention whore because I play cybernations to meet people and socialize, not to play politics 24/7, anything that gets attention simply makes me more well known, negative or positive you're making an opinion of me and that is all I really want, obviously I'd prefer everyone has a positive opinion, but hey, can't win them all.

Mogar

Mogar

 

Backstory I was working on

Basically, the plotline was going to be I was pouring my soul out to a bar maiden, hence spacing of paragraphs, I was telling her a bit more in between customers, that kinda thing. anyway, any thoughts or suggestions on how to improve the story, or merely any random things I could add, feel free to let me know, high fantasy world, dragons, magic, the whole sword and sorcery thing. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ My first memory was looking out of a basket when I was a year old, a woman had left me in a field, I cannot remember her face, but I knew it was my mother, an old farmer couple had taken me in upon finding me, and raised me as their own, I was 6 I was off exploring the forest near their farm, when i was walking home I smelled smoke and ran quickly to see my new home burning, my adopted family murdered, standing there watching it burn for a moment i swore vengeance on the creature that had done this to me. I searched the ruins of the home, only finding a short sword the old man had, My bow on my back my only other possession, I quickly learned how to live off the land, hunting and fishing to provide myself with food. At age 10, I was forced to kill a man, i was awakened by the sound of a branch snapping as he was attempting to steal my limited possessions or something worse, I took his gold, and his weapons, more daggers and a better bow. A few months later, I came across three wandering mages, they took me under their wing and taught me everything they knew in their twilight years, having been banished from their homeland for practicing forbidden magicks. Learning how to summon fire was my first spell, i picked them up as quickly as you'd drink water, the power flowing through me quicker than any they had taught previously, they spoke of me in hushed whispers amongst themselves, i never could hear much since they usually spoke in the language of their kingdom, but after a few years of traveling I realized they were almost afraid of what i could do We dealt with mercenaries on a regular basis, I became able to use magic far longer than my teachers, i understood their fear, after only a few hours of teaching they became exhausted, I could learn from all three of them and still want more, they soon realized they were unable to fulfill my needs, and sought out a Sorcerer's tower for me to have a true master to train from Risestelth, a Master of dark sorcery was the one we ended up finding, my training intensified, each of the mages spending an hour with me, Risestelth spending another 9, and then 12 hours of food and rest, we did this for over a year, soon i was able to cast spells even my mage companions were unable to do so, without a word and with merely a flick of my fingers. Risestelth was an excellent teacher and was where I began to have an interest in the wonders magic could provide me, teaching me from his piles of rare and unique books, there I learned how to read thoughts, see through others eyes, as well as destruction on a scale you'd be unable to imagine I had set out a word to the nearby village that had delivered our foodstuffs, and nearly 2 years after I had arrived to train, someone had finally spotted the monster that I had sought since I was a child, Risetelth understood my need for revenge and provided a final gift before I had set out, a dark red liquid, along with a book to explain how to make a more permanent version, I stored them both away and rode off to find my prey The journey was a long one, it took me weeks to finally reach the monster's hideout, drinking the potion I felt my body changing, my muscles stretching and expanding, falling to the ground, i didnt utter a noise, unsure of how much the dragon could hear so nearby, the change happened rapidly, but by the end of it I had gained nearly 2 feet in height, my arms and legs over twice their original size, i felt power flowing through me, both magical and physical, I was only 16 when I slayed I first dragon I searched through the beasts hoard of treasure, finding many books to aid in my quest for more. more knowledge, more strength, an insatiable quest I had set myself on. I learned how to hide my energy, becoming invisible to psychics and scryers. poisons were the same as water to my body with another book. Unfortunately my trip was noticed by others, the magi were assassinated, left with no one, I sought revenge on those who banished his teachers originally and those responsible for their deaths, and set up a meeting with the king of that land. I was forced to disarm, they did not know my true power, looking like any other wander, they did not think to set up any protection for their King. Upon getting close enough to the king, I let out a burst of fire from my hands, immolating the king into ash, leaving only a molten pile of gold amongst the black dust, the guards chose wisely to flee, and searching his private chambers I found a book describing the locations of dragons. Taking this and escaping with a mix of guile, luck and magic, I fled the kingdom and rode into the wilds, eventually finding a cave when he could no longer hold onto the horse I slept for what felt like days, but I finally awoke to the sound of a branch snapping at the entrance of the cave, my eyes laid upon a woman of unimaginable beauty, flowing blonde hair, a bosom you could hide an army in, she was almost otherworldly, of course being young I did not realize the danger I was in, she came to me seeking help, but would not say from what, my teacher had prepared me well though, and maintaining eye contact i was able to discover she was not what she had seemed, a dragon in disguise she was, angry about my murder of her child not letting on I had suspected anything, i walked towards her slowly, asking her who she is running from, what can a man like me do to help such a beautiful woman, and as i wrapped an arm around her back, my other shoved a dagger into her stomach, falling to her knees she looked up at me, her eyes pleading for life, in these last few moments i learned where her own cave was, and what wonderful treasures she was hiding inside slitting the beasts throat I left the cave, not wishing to be there in her death throes, whistling for my horse, sir bartlby, I rode off towards the treasure I had learned of, after days and nights of riding, I walked over the mountain of gold, only interested in one thing in this den, finding the book I sought, I spent months in the cave learning and perfecting the spells inside.

Mogar

Mogar

 

Some OOC thoughts

After the recent events with tito, I'd like to take a podium to sit and talk about how we interact with each other on a regular basis in this world, I've learned through the years in this world to become friends with even those I considered complete enemies, I hope that we can all at least turn this tragedy that affects quite literally thousands of people into something to learn from, take a minute and step back and ask yourself if how you treat someone on IRC is really what you want their last memory of you to be.

Mogar

Mogar

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