Interview
with who?
- Azazel
the unleavened part 3
What
do you love about Elephant MUD?
I love the
idea of creating one's own little virtual world; it provides interesting intellectual
challenges and allows me to do programming that I wouldn't have a chance to
do at work; I even quite like some of the people on here. :)
What
do you like least about Elephant MUD?
Being in
Law. Most of the time, one doesn't have to do anything because the players are
usually fairly well-behaved. Now and then, however, one does have to give somebody
a good slap, which is not my cup of tea at all.
Why
do you think Elephant MUD keeps people's interest for so long?
Partly, it's
a very good game, built and run by a bunch of very talented people (and Larnen);
and, of course, because it's a work in progress, it's always growing and changing:
most computer games tend to be fairly static. It's also very immersive and,
being multi-player, has a social aspect. The atmosphere, I believe, is very
engaging.
Why do you spend your spare time working for Elephant MUD?
To pull women,
of course, 'cause it's just so glamorous, although after nine years and no luck
so far I'm beginning to think I need to change my tactics. :)
If you had to come up with a tagline for Elephant MUD, what
would it be?
I
wouldn't: I'd nag Tanith or Cordelia to do it. :P
What
would you say to people who think mudding is antisocial?
I
think that for most mudders it isn't. It's multi-user environment
for a
start; certainly it is no worse than playing other PC or console
games, most of which tend to be entirely solo activities, and
one could say much the same of watching television or reading
a book. There are a few who become addicted or lose their perspective,
of course, but I think that the fault in these cases lies as
much in the people as in the game. Some people become alcoholics
or gamblers but drinking and betting are not solely responsible.
As I quickly noted
down these final words, I became aware of a chill wind and a feeling of intense
foreboding. I looked up from my scroll to see something that cannot be described
lest the madness envelope you all. With that, Azazel had vanished in a puff
of what can only be describe as inky blackness, only a whisper of an amused
laugh could be heard ... but that could have simply been the wind.
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