Oh, it's not that I've decided I dislike it or something. It's one of those remnant attachments to the relationship I used to have. I hardly ever think of the dude in question anymore, but this particular game is inextricably linked with him because he talked, and talked, and talked about it, made stuff for it, made me wait while he was playing it, used it for metaphors and descriptions of his daily life and humor, would always put in little asides when we were talking about other things, and so on.
I'm not saying it wouldn't be fun. I'm saying that I never really had any interest in it, and any interest I had was exhausted by having to pretend I wanted to hear all about it all the time for two years.
It's sort of like... the spark of interest I might have had has been dulled by over-exposure without actual engagement. It's going to be a while before I can think of it as anything fun and exciting, rather than a system that menaces with spikes of magma, cat-killing, carp, rings of weird UI and blah blah because all Toaden craftmanship is of the highest quality and we can get weird titles like "the Disemboweled Embers."
Getting told I have a personality like some particular dwarf in the dude's fortress (philosophical, easily made nervous, moody, needs alcohol to get through the day [yeah right]) or that anything that had any quality "menaced with spikes of ________" has just turned it into some particularly disturbing ritual in my mind. There are patterns, there are jokes, there's all kinds of pointless knowledge I have about this game and there's enough of it that I don't feel particularly prompted to go exploring.
I do occasionally think I'd like to try out LCS, though, so maybe I'll do that in a while. The only real reason why I haven't tried it is because I keep forgetting to, and also time constraints.