There are many things for the reasons behind people's needs. Much like the book Needful Things. With every needful thing there is a consequence. Everyone in the room seems to have a need that they see as being more important than the whole of camp. It's called not being able to see past one's own nose. Frees, slaves and those behind the screens that control each character, there is a need of selfishness, a need to lie, and a need to deem themselves more important than the group.
Sure there are groups forming and there is a storm brewing. See the problem is that a few of us came to Gor and watched online Gor grow from nearly nothing. We forged the Gorean online community you see today. Along the way, some have forgotten where they have come from, others forgotten what the books have taught us and then there are those that deem Gor their playground and off they go with their ball. Frees think they are king dingaling when they get a bit of power, or the mantle/dias of an Ubar, when they feel they think they know it all, or when they own a room. They feel their character is the be all to end all...until they come across an old timer that actually knows their shit, then they become the little scared shitless wonder to go hide or make their room a kill zone for members only. Slaves think the most important thing in the world is to be owned in a personal collar, that nothing in the world is better. They would try to manipulate their positions, even cause abrupt whispers to others all so they can try to catch the eye of one owner, be them male or female. And then they too come across one who cares not for their whiney assed princess bullshit, but is more of a master than they think and doesnt take the shit they try to dish out as, slave worthy.
Then you have the new crew...the youth of Gor that is still young to its inception and philosophies. These younglings that think they can change what Gor is and bastardize it into something modern with a twist. Attempting to twist the rules to suit their needs, their wants, but they too run into the old timers that tell them to rear up, hold on hoss, before they become the dirt that we wipe off the bottom of our boots. They have only read what they wanted to, learned what THEY deemed is necessary for them to survive in Gor. That doesnt cut it and when they face that reality, they run, they game or they hide until they feel it is safe or they find some disney world where they can ply their trade, their "new" roleplay.
MTC is indeed a home and a family. Many here forget that. BUT, even within a family there are rules, rules to live by because MTC is based on the books of Gor and the laws of the Ubar of that home. No one ever said families dont break up because they do all the time and some of the newbies are products of such homes. MTC has been around a long time, a very long time. And it still stands. Many forget why it still stands. Because we have a standard that we live by, laws that govern us and leadership that actually knows and have experienced what is out there. If none believe me, then by all means they can leave and try out anywhere else on Gor to see what it is like. I shall harbor no ill will to those that wish to travel out and see what is out there. You do so honorably and it will be honored. If you do so like a coward then you will be treated like a yellow bellied dog with its tail tucked between its legs.
YES, you are right, there is festering negativity because within this home there is all of those things I speak of. People do not think we see or hear. They do not think we know. They believe we are ignorant to all their tricks or they are too smart. Please, for those of you that lurk and hide, continue to do so for it will be that much sweeter when I break it off in your ass. It is the new, the free, the slave, the examples I gave that are in our home yet we learn to yield as a large conglomerate of varied beliefs and societies and cultures to make MTC unique. That is what makes us long lasting and a family. That we are tolerable. Every so often though, tolerance will go only so far until the camel's back breaks.
People do not realize that we could revert back to the way the old ones learned. You learned to survive. You fought everyday with the treat of dying everyday. YOU either took it upon yourself to read or learn or ask questions or you died. We didnt have in depth informed webpages like Tuchuk offers, yet I know for a facts that 75% of our members have not read our pages completely. I could ask every man in camp something that is on our pages specifically for men and they would be blank. I can say the same for the women and the slaves and come up with the same answer, blank.
To be a successful home, not only must we hold together as a home but we must know and enforce as a home. How can I come to Haruspex and ask for a knotted magic string if no one knows what the hell Im talking about? How many visitors will come to our home, ask a member a question and the member try to fly by their ass to answer a question then the visitor come to a council member and they tell them another answer? What would you say? "This home doesnt know their shit at all, and they call themselves Gorean". How often have I seen men led by their balls around the home by either their FW companion or their slave or any slave in camp? Too many times. This home can be a great home to escape to, if people would learn that it is not life or death. If they would stop trying to think this is the Gorean dating game or the "Master seeker" personals.
So, those of you who are afraid because the storm brewing, that is not fear, it is guilt you feel. Guilt because you lie to yourself and to the home by acting like you give a rat's ass about this home. Acting like you care about those in this home and pretend to know or pretend to read the pages or the books. How many times I have counted people offering visitors links to our website and forums knowing they have not read it themselves. Makes me sick and disgusted. People dont want to come to camp because it is cliquesh, well, I cant blame them because it is. This is where that whole, not seeing past their own nose part comes in. There is hardly a comaraderie there because of all the rumors, the pms, the plotting, the planning, the lies, the drama, the drama queens, the bitching, the whining, the pity me parties, the dejection, the feelings of being left out, the whole "all eyes on me" mentality that has been flowing like wine at a homeless shelter.
I dare everyone to challenge me...I challenge everyone to say they are without these feelings or sins so to speak. To say they are there for the home. I can count on one hand the true people who look out for the well being of Tuchuk. The rest of you, we try to incorporate, but like the saying goes, you can lead a horse to water but you cant make him drink? Yeah, that is what we have here. We can invite you to learn, to train, to understand, to take part in, to question but that doesnt mean you will without YOU making the effort.
Effort is a very big thing. I would like to see it. Because once its there, then there is the fun again, without the whispers in the shadows.
This is Maze Tuchuk Camp. A group of people that celebrate and roleplay a lifestyle initiated by a set group of books. Used as guidelines to help govern us. It is not about your specific desires but the desires of the whole camp. The success of the whole camp. Probably the longest living camp there is in all of Gor and it is here for a reason. Have people forgotten that? This is a home, but even a home needs a family and the family needs its members and the members need to know that it is a team effort. Not the effort of just our Ubar who nearly kills himself to be here and see the home prosper. Can you say you do the same? Happiness is a state of mind, not what others type in the room and you read that makes you feel like you are stressed. Obviously everyone is tired of the drama and bullshit but we still press forward, we struggle and we continue to teach. Ever wonder why I get told over and over again to be diplomatic and be nice? Because I get tired to repeating myself. WE get tired to repeating ourselves. This home needs everyone to be selfless, not selfish, to be a functioning and prospering home. MTC is where I roleplay.
MTC IS MY HOME.
IS IT YOURS?
Raziel of Tuchuk
