User:IdkWill

I'm back. I bet you never saw that coming. ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

I went under the name "Ninja~Toast" on THG Wikia and became inactive. You may ask why I'm under a different account now; I'll explain that later. Surprisingly, my laziness had little contribution to my lack of posting. I simply didn't have the time because of school. I was doing very poorly; I may have been passing but I really had to work towards better habits if I wanted to make a great impression towards my post-secondary education. Thus, I left unannounced. I did leave regret upon leaving, as I had two unfinished games. I DID plan on returning. I don't want to be known as the guy that didn't complete any of his games. I didn't want to depart knowing I'd be leaving unfinished work behind, unfortunately I already de-activated my account. I do not regret doing that decision because I want to return to a new beginning; a fresh start. Returning at this point of time seemed like a good time since this semester is particularly easy. However, even when a new school year starts doesn't mean I'm going to abandon everything.

I did have amazing ideas (particularly for my 3rd Hunger Games) but I can probably reference those ideas into new tributes... and possibly games? I don't know yet. I am glad that I created those abandoned games despite them being incomplete. I've learned a lot of things by creating those games.

- Character development is boring when it takes up 3/4 of the damn game ._.

- Overloading blogs with anti-climatic, unnecessary content is equivalent to self-inflicted torture

- Creating deadlines just adds to stress and annoyance.

These main factors contributed to the "loss of motivation" or as I like to call it laziness or procrastination. I remember having a games with nearly 50 tributes; I had two PoVs for each person before the games which is in total 100+ PoVs. I'm honestly surprised I nearly completed all the sections, but obviously that goal was a long-shot. My other games, well the reapings were ridiculously long. I remember setting word minimums of high values, which I know look back to with disbelief. I now see it as unnecessary. The one thing my English teacher taught me is that in the real world, people are going to appreciate quality over quantity.

- Overloading my games with unnecessary

- I don't need to work on a schedule. k these three main points is what held me back from my writing process. I became unmotivated and I hated it because I wanted to express my ideas. I inevitably wasn't able to. Hopefully that will change.

On another note, there are a lot of new faces here which is a great thing. Many people I remember seeing are sadly no longer active but that is okay. Memories made here will continue on with you and that is what matters most; making the most of your stay here on Wikia and meeting others. Mistakes made are never pointless; they have meaning and character. It is how you learn. They can be addressed, or not; but of course you are doomed to repeat those mistakes otherwise. I've also noticed (on a games here in particular, after I checked the most recent activity today) I've actually being cited despite my absence which is amazing. I didn't really think my writing would have still impacted other bloggers. I hope my mark will be greater than last time because I feel like I've matured a lot more. Actually, I honestly haven't. I developed bad troll tendencies and a love for satire. :^)

I'm just rambling now okay bye. If you have any questions about anything, since I left a lot of loose ends before my farewell. I don't think there are many active users in my previous games still here, but feel free to ask away. One thing is for sure; I don't intend on finishing them. Sorry. =(

Here's a sneak peak at a tribute, if anyone's actually bothered to read up to this point (you're awesome. :3) She's being kept anonymous for now; I'm about half-way done with her:

''The floorboards creaked under the tension of her tiny paws. Her nose followed the sweet-scented aroma skulking beyond the cupboard. Subsequently after releasing the hatch locking the rations, her hands grasped around the crescent-shaped bread sleeping in a woven basket. Each loaf fit perfectly in her palm as if specially designed for her. She carried no remorse and noiselessly purloining six buns before vanishing. Many nights were spent with an empty stomach; but not anymore. Her taste-buds absorbed the flavour of each pastry; the sweet seeds complimenting taste warmed her stomach with delight. A true delicacy for the tongue that could finally please her desires. ''