Pope, you are seriously starting to piss me off. Maybe it is because it is late, maybe I'm just tired, but I'm ticked off enough that I'm not really sure I care what kind of an upset this is going to cause. 

You are making me feel pathetic. Every time you try and tell me how your brain works you make me feel incompetent. Great, so you can remember every tiny detail about a story instantly. Congratulations, you plot out your characters so well in your head that you know what kind of cake they had for their fourteenth birthday before the story even begins. Do you have any idea how bad that makes me feel? Writing is one of the only things in which I can pride myself, but in every way I fall short ofn The Great Pope Alessandros. I can never quite match his standards. 

You dive into a story set on what you want. And of course you say that you really want my input, but secretly, I bet, you already have everything worked out in your head. It is great if what I propose fits with what you already have, but of it doesn't you are going to fight tooth and nail until I get so frustrated that we go with what you want. Because that way it fits perfectly with the character you already know everything about. 

Go write a book if you want to know everything. Because you can't know everything in a roleplay. It leaves no room for your partner. None at all.