Steve just flipped out on me, big time. I've never seen him so . . . upset. And it really wasn't anything big either.
Ok, here's the situation: this new Vampire game was something I thought of as a way to tie us all back together. By basing the characters off of ourselves, we'd all by that much more immersed in the story, and it would be easier to keep it going, unlike past efforts.
Well, Steve has expressed his dislike for the Masquerade setting previously. When I asked him why he didn't like it, the gist of his complaints were that everything was so cookie-cutter that there was very little room for customization. Thus, he could not make a character that he would enjoy playing. Well, this is a Role-Playing Game. It's put together, and played with your imagination. It's only as strict as the person running the game. I tried to explain to him that all the stereoytpes are JUST THAT: stereotypes. Not every character is a stereotype. Hell, only the really boring characters are stereotypes. Thus, since Steve didn't like it because of the restrictions, and I was removing the restrictions, I thought it would be ok . . . I thought that having Steve play as himself, would be a character he would find interesting to play. After all, he can connect with this character better than any other.
So, problems solved, right? Wrong. Jason, who is running the game, is being MUUUUCH more strict and rigid regarding the story than I thought he would be. And when Steve heard how Jason was planning things, he flipped out, saying he wouldn't play. So, I talked to Jason and Steve about compromising. Jason would be more flexible and imaginative, and Steve would chill the heck out.
Well, Steve never chilled out. He just got more and more upset, spouting off the same reasons as to why he didn't want to play, and wouldn't listen when I tried to explain to him that I talked to Jason, that the game WASN'T going to be the way Steve was assuming it would. Steve just got more and more pissed. I asked him to calm down, and then he flipped out on me about that, saying that no one cares what he wants, among other things.
So I explained to him, that I was being patient, nice, and compromising, and had not done anything to warrant being yelled at. I told him it wasn't fair. To which he responded, "screw fair" and signed off.
Well, yes, I was pissed as all hell at that. But there has to be something else bothering him, because I've never seen him so rage-y. I mean, for someone who is always ranting about closed minded people to be so . . . closed minded . . . there has to be something else going on.
Oh, and I just found out that he is NOT using the pitures he drew of me over the weekend . . . That bothers me more than him flipping out on me. I mean, its not just anyday that I take my clothes off for someone. It was not an easy thing for me to do, but I did, because he's my friend, and I wanted to help him out. And now, he's not using them . . . I feel so . . . used. So cheated. So stepped on and discarded.
And what makes it worse is he's not the one telling me all this. I'm getting it from Jason. Which frustrates me even more that he doesn't have the decency to tell me himself. I haven't done anything to him to deserve being treated like this.
