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Mahz's Dev Journal

By the way, @Mahz just wanted to remind you of what I asked earlier in DMs since you said to toss ya a reminder.

Mahz's Dev Journal

Site just didn't load period.

@Dark Cloud

It wasn't a mobile specific issue; We were having issues with the servers up until just recently. Mahz fixed them for us so the site should be more stable.

Mahz's Dev Journal

@Crimson Flame Oh, I see your status update. Looks like the list of recent profile views has broken.

Looking into it.

@Mahz

It simply reset itself. No need to fix afaik, it'll just display nobody until people start visiting their profile again.

edit: on the topic of this--maybe there could be an option to hide it for those who don't want it/don't care about profile views?

Mahz's Dev Journal

I had genuinely thought that you had died in the Amazon Rainforest or some shit, Mahz.

@LeeRoy

Yeah, he, I dare say, was "mahzacred".

Mahz's Dev Journal

@Carlyle Thanks, fixed it: github.com/danneu/guild/commit/1c80a8…

Though it won't go into effect just yet.

Currently working on an automatic deployment system so that code updates are much easier instead of so scary for me.

@Mahz

Great ;)

If you want another cosmetic issue that I'd imagine being a simple fix, the VMs still have the 3000 char limit issue. Both new messages and replies are set to 300 characters, however if you try to reply to an established VM the box says you have 3000 chars, which is incorrect.

Mahz's Dev Journal

Oh yeah, and if you have any bugs/annoyance, feel free to post them. Maybe I can get around to fixing them.

@Mahz

Psst, threads you haven't participated in still say you've participated in them when you mouse over the link.



I know it's a minor cosmetic issue and frankly isn't of much importance, but you already went through the trouble of adding the green lines to show participated threads so I figured it was worth passing it on.

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Welcome to the guild, @fleshprocessor. Sorry if things seem slow around here right now--we seem to be having some issues with Cloudflare and the database currently.

Primality: Act 1

So… what should the rest of us be doing?

@Crimson Flame

Going to the arena?

We have some people who are still conversing with other characters while other people wrote their characters leaving for the arena.

Primality: Act 1

oh my god is that a post wowzers i'm totally not several weeks late and been slacking even after promising a post several days ago haha

Primality: Act 1

_{i told you to stop spying}

Location: Wolkwitz Auditorium, Merryweather Institute

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Sarah had sunk into her chair, almost as if she had been hiding. Of course, her father had to be mentioned in the headmaster's introductory speech. Even here, far away from their southern home, or she supposed her ex-home now, Sarah could not escape him. Her father was everywhere just as much as he wasn't. It was as if he haunted her, brought on by some otherworldly prayer to God above and to be reminder of her apparent and so-called sins.

She could only grimace when she had heard her name be called by their supposed teacher. Her eyes cautiously glanced about the auditorium, looking for any sign of murmur or tension in the crowd. Hopefully, with luck, no one at Merryweather was smart enough to put two and two together. Parker was a common last name, it could've been chalked up to coincidence.

"Sorry, Elena." Sarah replied to her roommate as the two before took their leave. Standing up from the chair she had been siting in, she waited for her opportunity to join the flow of people walking up the auditorium stairs. "Can you find your own way to the arena? I've... got something to do first."

Without waiting for her roommate to respond, Sarah took off. She hurried up the steps, disappearing into the crowd of students that were trying to find their way around the school. Sarah had needed some alone time; some time to think, process and refocus herself. Elena hadn't seemed like the nosy type, but Sarah's interest in entertaining any sort of concern or question had been rapidly dissipating. She didn't want to draw further attention to her familial connections, she just wanted to be able to be herself without her father's actions and memory formulating her life.

But once a Parker, perhaps always a Parker. You couldn't change your birth parents. People were bound to look down on her on either side of the coin. They were going to be a stain until the end of her days, whenever that was.

Once she was back into the courtyard, Sarah looked around until she spotted the arena in the distance. Hurrying along the path, Sarah made her way over to the arena and entered inside. Regardless of how Sarah felt right now, there were still several classes to attend today. She couldn't just simply not attend them because she had felt troubled.