Amity's posts

Ahahahaha she's so cute!!!!

There's a lot of good stuff said here on the topic!

I do think forums are dying because people are generally more interested in social media. At the same time I'm seeing people around my age (I'm their 30s and 40s) starting to look at and analyze their social media consumption and this may lead to people looking for alternatives.

To my mind the biggest obstacles for an avatar site like this is user engagement and costs. If fewer people are posting, fewer people are likely to hang around unfortunately. And then the cost of running a site like this may be too much for limited use and limited donations from users.

At the same time ads on this kind of site are a pretty big turn off. Sites like Gaia stay going because they generate so much money from ads, I suspect, but those ads are very annoying and are a large reason why I can never bring myself to go back to Gaia.

I'm relatively active on FlightRising and they have ads but they're pretty in optrusive. I even opened the site just now to make sure there actually are ads because I don't often notice them.

So while advertising on your site is a double edged sword, I think it's probably required for running a forum or game site these days.

FlightRising also seems popular because of the dragon breeding and collecting aspect. I don't often post in the forums there, I just play with my little guys. I say this because maybe if you're looking to make an avatar site, maybe consider adding some form of pet game like that where people can breed pets and trade them, or have a team system with a friendly competition like FR. I suspect FR's "buy genes for real money" system also goes a long way in making profit/covering costs.

All that is to say I would be very interested in joining a new site if I knew it existed and I would try to be an active early user to help out.

Yeah it's a bummer most of the sites I used to be on are gone. I think I was on zantarni some but don't remember my account details at all.

I used to think I'd really like to make a site like this and see how it did but never learned the coding needed. Oops.

You know that said it's pretty cool that voltra is hanging in there and seems to be pretty active for what it is. And I wanna help be part of that if I ever remember I have an account here 😭

Things have been going pretty well since the last time I was on here. I honestly don't remember the last time I was on but it must've been after February bc I wouldn't have changed my username before then.

I wanna try to be more active. I was looking at some of my older sites to see how they're doing and it looks like they're pretty well shut down which is a shame. But it does seem this breed of forum is dying out. Whaaa

I thought why don't I check out ol voltra and change my username to my OCS name bc I am obsessed with him and I spent so long trying to login under my old name and had to go back through the undercurrent to find my old spam thread and low and behold at some point I actually logged in and changed my name already. Huzzah.

Anyway. Ye olde spam thread. Post or don't. Whatever. I'll probably get back to posting a poem or something to spam for volts bc I am like that

But that was all right Silas reflected, releasing the strands of grass from his hands and leaning against the tree once more. He folded his hands in his lap, looking more like a man at rest than a newly made murderer should.

Assistant wasn't a word that was used at the printer, nor was apprentice. Somehow, Silas suspected such titles would give too much credit to the blacksmiths boy, in the eyes of the printmaker.

Assistant was more of what he was to the printer. There he laid the plates, printed the pages, inventoried inks and paper.

No, helper was all he was to the blacksmith. But it paid, and kept him strong.

He was more of the blacksmiths ... what? Helper? Assistant? Even assistant was too much. He carried heavy things from one side of the shop to the other, reached tall places others couldn't.

Apprentice suggested learning, advancement, trust and expectations.

Well, apprentice wasn't really the word, was it?

He was a large man, muscled with years of work as the blacksmiths apprentice.