I still remember them all clearly, from days gone by, of old memories of good times and old friends. ThunderCrash, reliable and trustworthy and brave, who always seemed to be there, even in our darkest hour. He was the comforting veteran, the watchful moderator, if you will. Still shocking that he is gone...
I remember MockingJay, and her quirky way of writing, and the thrill I felt any time I saw a new post from her documenting the adventure of Jay the Ghost. I salute her now, though with a feeling that Jay will never really get that real ending and how she disappeared into the sunset with nary a wave of farewell.
I remember HBRB, and his unstable, yet memorable humor. A funny changeling really is one to remember, and despite all that we went through, I like to believe that he is still here, in spirit if not in mind. I like to believe they all are.
I, for a time, still clung to the belief that these was the same forums I knew and loved and toiled for, the one that I had enjoyed with friends over shots of Jim Raynors and other drinks from the then early days of Zanon's bar. But it isn't. It no longer has the same humor, the same contributers, the same gatherings that the old one did. This one is an entirely different one as a whole, and try though as I might, I feel like I can't really fit in. This is by no means a bad change. But you, the readers, are part of a new generation, an new chapter to the infinite book known as Joeyrays. And, Try as I do to fit in, my time is over.
*Thanks for listening to an old timer droll on for a while, just had to get it out of my system.*