I say nay!frycookofdoom wrote:Hey gs, perhaps it''s finally time for you to make me an admin what do you say?
Keep on trolling dragon though, that''s just as important as moderating.
I say nay!frycookofdoom wrote:Hey gs, perhaps it''s finally time for you to make me an admin what do you say?
facebook popularized postwhoring enough, and Im not sure It would be a great idea to spread this sh*t here.neuron wrote:Opinions are split on this. Some think it would only make everyone post what the others want to hear just to get likes (postwhoring), while others dont think it would be that bad. Im not against it, but you would probably need to have a big majority in favor of this to have it approved.diarouga wrote:@neuron, that would be nice if we could like a post.
lol toni,making u look like a hobit doesnt take much timesomppukunkku wrote:If you need new graphic artists I would recommend bpdscolony. Crazy editing skillz.
What a piece of shit!edeholland wrote:Well, the group of moderators formed itself, there was little you could have done, so don''t blame yourself. It started with Ward&'Mitoe, who wanted to host a tourney, who asked me, Ryan and Garja to help out. Neuron entered to work on the site later and Goodspeed is just Goodspeed.
Goodspeed, obviously...jam wrote:Who moderates the moderators?benj89 wrote:you dont choose to be a mod, the mods choose you
last time i cryed was because i stood on Lego
loldrlegend wrote:That is the absolute worst option. I would tolerate +1 as long as there is no -1.ovi12 wrote:Maybe a system with +1 but also -1, and it shows the net votes
last time i cryed was because i stood on Lego
Here I lie prostrate,zoom wrote:Goodspeed, obviously...jam wrote:Who moderates the moderators?
Youre just afraid everyone would -1 you.drlegend wrote:That is the absolute worst option. I would tolerate +1 as long as there is no -1.ovi12 wrote:Maybe a system with +1 but also -1, and it shows the net votes
There were four lieutenants who drew up the plan and
called for volunteers, and it was one of these who went
out first and alone to reconnoiter the ground and to find
the best way through the German barbed wire. He just
slipped out over the parapet and disappeared into the
darkness. When he came back he had a wound in the
wrist??it was just the bad luck of a chance bullet??but
brought in valuable knowledge. He had found a gap in
the enemy's wire which would give an open door to the
party of visitors. He had also tested the wire farther
along, and thought it could be cut without much bother.
"Good enough!" was the verdict, and a detachment
started out for No Man's Land, divided into two parties.
The enemy trenches were about one hundred yards
away, which seems a mile in the darkness and the loneliness
of the dead ground. At regular intervals the German
rockets flared up so that the hedges and wire and
parapets along their line were cut out ink-black against
the white illumination, and the two patrols of Yorkshire-men
who had been crawling forward stopped and
crouched lower and felt themselves revealed, and then
when darkness hid them again went on.
The party on the left were now close to the German
wire and under the shelter of a hedge. They felt their
way along until the two subalterns who were leading
came to the gap which had been reported by the first
explorer. They listened intently and heard the German
sentry stamping his feet and pacing up and down. Presently
he began to whistle softly, utterly unconscious of
the men so close to him??so close now that any stumble,
any clatter of arms, any word spoken, would betray them.
The two lieutenants had their revolvers ready and
crept forward to the parapet. The men had to act according
to instinct now, for no order could be given, and
one of them found his instinct led him to clamber right
into the German trench a few yards away from the sentry,
but on the other side of the traverse. He had not been
there long, holding his breath and crouching like a wolf,
before footsteps came toward him and he saw the glint
of a cigarette.
It was a German officer going his round. The Yorkshire
boy sprang on to the parapet again, and lay across
it with his head toward our lines and his legs dangling
in the German trench. The German officer's cloak
brushed his heels, but the boy twisted round a little and
stared at him as he passed. But he passed, and presently
the sentry began to whistle again, some old German tune
which cheered him in his loneliness. He knew nothing
of the eyes watching him through the darkness nor of his
nearness to death.
It was the first lieutenant who tried to shoot him. But
the revolver was muddy and would not fire. Perhaps a
click disturbed the sentry. Anyhow, the moment had
come for quick work. It was the sergeant who sprang
upon him, down from the parapet with one pounce. A
frightful shriek, with the shrill agony of a boy's voice,
wailed through the silence. The sergeant had his hand
about the German boy's throat and tried to strangle him
and to stop another dreadful cry.
The second officer made haste. He thrust his revolver
close to the struggling sentry and shot him dead, through
the neck, just as he was falling limp from a blow on the
head given by the butt-end of the weapon which had
failed to fire. The bullet did its work, though it passed
through the sergeant's hand, which had still held the man
by the throat. The alarm had been raised and German
soldiers were running to the rescue.
"Quick!" said one of the officers.
There was a wild scramble over the parapet, a drop
into the wet ditch, and a race for home over No Man's
Land, which was white under the German flares and
noisy with the waspish note of bullets.
The other party were longer away and had greater
trouble to find a way through, but they, too, got home,
with one officer badly wounded, and wonderful luck to
escape so lightly. The enemy suffered from "the jumps"
for several nights afterward, and threw bombs into their
own barbed wire, as though the English were out there
again. And at the sound of those bombs the West Yorks
laughed all along their trenches.
-Now It Can Be Told
drlegend wrote:Other moderators of course. The bureaucracy must expand to accommodate the expanding bureaucracy.jam wrote:Who moderates the moderators?
I can help mod on twitch of you need, I''m always watching the streams.neuron wrote:Imo, for the moment we are fine. Not even sure that we need more site devs either, since most of the work to get the site in a usable shape was done. And since we don''t have access to the backend of the site, there''s not much big stuff to do anymore. Suggestions and ideas are always welcome, though.
However, when (and if) we move the site to a self-hosted solution, we might use some help from people who know PHP and MySQL well.
What we might really need is people with experience in monetising, either through ads or Twitch.
KINGofOsmane wrote:If Elo is down what are we even fighting for
edeholland wrote:Well, the group of moderators formed itself, there was little you could have done, so don''t blame yourself. It started with Ward&Mitoe, who wanted to host a tourney, who asked me, Ryan and Garja to help out. Neuron entered to work on the site later and Goodspeed is just Goodspeed.
I just wanted to quote you, as I realized I kinda did some +1 here. haha. anyway, nothing to nuance here, same thoughtsincog wrote:I think +1 / -1 is degrades discussion as you can just hit +1 instead of making an actual post saying why you agree with that person, and perhaps nuance what he said.
Only a Sith deals with absolutes.
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