Otakon, Good Endings, Bad Endings, and the Power of Prayer

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So, Otakon

Sunday night I arrived home from my first Otakon which is in it’s 25th year… older than some of its attendees, wow. The only conventions I’ve ever attended before this are NYCC, the defunct NY Anime Festival, and the young-but-thriving AnimeNYC. So, my thoughts about Otakon as a standalone con and in comparison to the offerings of my hometown are the same:

Otakon… is lit.

Lemme get the negatives out of the way first since there aren’t too many. Seems like there were some snafus with certain panels getting canned because of miscommunications and missing guests. Don’t know how that happened but that’s the big one that needs to be fixed. The other thing I’d like to see is some signposts or labeling in the Dealer’s Room and Artist Alley. Usually tables in those areas have banners with the Booth Name and Numbering, but from what I saw there the vast majority did not. The only way to know which table/booth is which was to look at the Guidebook app map and count as you move… Not really the most convenient navigation system. Actually, it would be nice to see the Dealer’s list and Artist Alley list published before the convention as well, so I know who to look forward to, and how much money I need to prepare to throw.

The good sides?
First of all, Walter E. Washington Convention Center is huge and gorgeous. It’s an excellent venue all around, and there’s ample space for everyone. My main convention (was) New York Comic Con, which is perpetually crowded wherever you go in the entire center. At *any* given point you will be caught in human traffic, be pressed up against other people, or waiting on an obnoxiously long line. On the flip, at Otakon I never even had to wait on a line to use a restroom at any point during the whole weekend. Any line to get into… anything, was completely doable. I like this man-to-space ratio a lot. In the closing ceremony they said this year’s attendance was at 29,000 – a significant increase to the last few years which were in decline. And there’s still space for more!

Left: entrance area of NYCC, 2015. Right: Entrance area of Otakon, 2018.

Second, there’s like… no excuse to be bored. I didn’t participate in a lot of things I wanted to because I was in Fervent Fangirl mode but, if shopping and panels aren’t your thing, there was an arts & crafts room, a Maid Cafe, card & board game room, multiple anime and movie screenings, a gigantic game room with both arcade cabinets and console multiplayer games… the list goes on, but basically if you come with friends you can have fun all weekend long whether you party hard or just chill.

Good Ending

There are two hardcore fangirl things I’ve done in my life.
The first is getting a tattoo of my favorite quote from my favorite character in Mystic Messenger tattooed on my forearm.
The second is dropping everything to rush out to Washington D.C. to meet the VA of my favorite character in their first overseas fan event.

To be honest, I’m still floating on that happy cloud, I’m having trouble coming down and concentrating on writing. But I will do it…!

[Fangirl Mode: ON]

Interacting with the Cheritz team, I’ll never forget it.
Sujin Ri had on the cutest dress covered in cherries! She signs her name with a cherry too!
When I showed her and Kang Soojin (Saeran) my tattoo, they were like “Wooow, show (Youngsun)!”

I asked Kang Soojin his favorite character.
“Ray.”
Youngsun: “He’s lying lol”
He then said Luffy (Luppi!) and Inuyasha!

Gyuhyuk Shin said my name is pretty >/////< I was going to tell him that a lot of girls waiting on line were fawning over how cute he is, but then I wondered if he’d have a Yoosung moment and get flustered… hehehe.

When I brought my tapestry for Hosan Lee to sign, he pointed and said “Rika is best girl!”
AND THAT’S TEA.
I showed him my Rika phone wallpaper and he was like “wow!” Another girl told me something similar… I think he has the power to detect the few Rika fans that exist. (If you’re wondering why I like her – to make it brief, I’ve always liked villain characters and liking them doesn’t mean condoning their actions. It saddens me that the Rika hate probably means I’ll never meet her VA.)

And Kim Youngsun.

“I wrote your name in Korean, see?” !!!!!!

Embarrassing as it was, I showed him my tattoo…
He read it out loud slowly and held my hand. That was about the time I died. I’m a ghost now, a happy ghost.

If that wasn’t heart-rending enough, I realized I had trouble reading his handwritten message. It took some work using various tools to figure it out.
“항상 행복하다요!” Always be happy… which is the same thing Kang Soojin (Ray) wrote. OH, MY GOD. This was the hardest game of “Try Hard Not To Cry” I ever played.

The next day was the Fan Event, a two-hour miracle. The video of the event will eventually be published on YouTube so I won’t spoil too much here. I will say that a room full of fangirls singing the MM theme was nothing short of amazing, Hosan Lee is hilarious (WAKANDA FOREVER!) and even though V is my least ideal MM partner, knowing Hosan is also frustrated with V makes me feel better. We laughed, we damn near cried, we oohed, ahhed, and cheered. One big Mystic Family ♡

[Fangirl Mode: REST]

Bad Ending

I never played an otome game until Mystic Messenger. I wasn’t opposed to it in the least, but my romance muscle is almost always asleep. It’s not that I’m completely turned off by the idea of a relationship, but finding someone who wants to put in a balanced mutual effort is like finding bottled ice cold water for $1 in D.C. (Otakon joke that I learned…). Plus I just grew up to be a pessimist about most things, so while I have faith in romance and relationships – more than a lot of other people I know, somehow – I don’t have much faith in finding it. Finding someone who clicks with you AND is willing to give mutual effort is the hard part – but if it doesn’t happen, I love the solo life a little too much, and there’s no need for romantic supplements. I only decided to play MysMe because someone wrote in a blog on MFC that their friends got sucked into the game and dragged them along. I was like, I’m bored and people are buzzing, why not? Problem was, my one poor iCrap didn’t have the memory to run the game beyond the introductory chatrooms. Still, didn’t stop me from going to NYCC and buying a print of 707 days later. Knowing nothing about him or the game, his character still felt intriguing.

Some time later I got myself a tablet and decided to just play on there and enjoy the bonus of a large screen. I played the suggested route, got sweet talked by three guys and one girl, and felt quite smitten with them. But I was dying to play 707’s route the most still not knowing what was ahead. I noticed something about him in all the other routes. He holds a particular… understanding of the nature of things, that there will always be positives and negatives, and you can’t have one without the other. The understanding that comes from that really clicks to me. (It’s the same reason I got into Sansei Muramasa from Fullmetal Daemon Muramasa, though that takes the yin-yang concept to an extreme). That mindset is just… the only thing that makes sense to me.

When I got hit with a snow day, I used my excess hourglasses to play through his route start to finish. Seven says a lot of sweet things in his phone calls, but then he hit me with this one line. This one line that hit me dead in the chest.

I swear I felt my heart smile in that moment. What in the hell? I genuinely can’t remember the last time I felt that.

Fast forward a year later, the snowiest day of winter. I went sliding down the slick streets to a tiny tattoo parlor to make those words a part of me. I figured, if I’m getting a tattoo in hangul, I should probably try to find a Korean tattoo artist since they’d be more comfortable and accurate (I’ve seen too many botched tattoos in English and other languages, so). The tattoo artist seemed to really like the quote. Looking at my hands, he asked what I like to do. Shorter fingers like his that are good for gripping are better for people who work all the time; longer fingers like mine tend to belong to more lax people. Never thought about that. This guy’s interesting, I thought. Too bad I can only see him if I’m getting tattoo work done.

About a month and a half later, it faded badly. I went for a retouch. I think I was mentally in a fog, and by the time I came out of it I was poking his muscles (by invitation) and answering a bunch of questions about myself. He showed me a dating app he was using without success and asked if I was seeing anyone. Wait. WAIT. Does he… whoa.

We exchanged numbers. I wondered if he would really text me.

I texted him the next day instead. He forgot to retouch the last mark of my tattoo. Felt bad to fuss over such a tiny thing but it’s permanent nonetheless. He said to get back to him in 3 weeks. Okay! Phew… I think. I was still thinking about it a lot. I always do the approaching, I never get approached… what’s going on?

So to keep this story moving, it took several weeks after that to get the guy to give me an appointment date. Forgetful, or I have bad timing with asking, or both.

When I saw him again he gave me a big hug. We talked about various things, he gave my tattoo the final polish. It’s finally perfect. He asked if I was dating at work. No way. He asked me to text him. Maybe we could have some fun. He earned the rare card of seeing me blush. A-Alright.

Over the weeks from them, I texted him from time to time, with him barely responding. On the one hand, working 6 days a week, training apprentice artists, exercising daily, along with all other adulting, makes for a tight schedule. On the other hand, better late than never. Have some courtesy and answer? On the rare occasion he did respond, he was super sweet, but also cited being super busy. Eventually the responses died down again. Well, I’ll text him when I’m home from D.C., he inadvertently aided one of the most precious memories I have. I wonder when he saw the quote, did he just like it, or did it touch his heart too?

And then, I tend not to think too far ahead, but just… Can you imagine that story? MysMe found me actual love?

When I got home it was almost Monday. When I finally settled in I checked my Instagram feed and saw his new post. Interesting picture and hashtag.

#inlove

WELL, SO MUCH FOR THAT.

Don’t “awww” or console me – I’m not hurt. I’ve been here so many times that I’d be mad at myself if I did feel bothered. An opportunity came but it wasn’t the one for me. He’s buff and good looking, maybe he’s fun, but I like men who are more responsive for a start, and more honest on top of that. Bar set too high or not

What really bites though… I think I might be out a tattoo artist… well shit. LOL

The Power of Prayer

Yes, I wrote that last post slightly tongue-in-cheek, but:

My first prayer is simple: that everything goes smooth.
I haven’t skipped town in an inordinately disturbing amount of time, so while I’ll try to prepare for any worst case scenarios, I hope to be free of theft, broken luggage, getting stranded, losing valuables, and any other ugly curveballs that could get thrown at me. I hope my energy keeps up since I’ve decided the only transportation I’ll be using is a taxi to and from my AirBNB.

Everything went 98% smooth. I did hit one snag though. On Sunday morning as I was packing my bags, I couldn’t find my RFA VIP lanyard. I thought it was in my tote bag but after searching my room high and low, in absurd spots and crevices, I couldn’t find it anywhere. Those aren’t sold separately, only in the VIP box which is $79, so replacement isn’t easy or cheap. When I got to the convention center I decided to try my luck and ask the Lost & Found.

And wouldn’t you know they had it??? They also had a Cone of Shame for me to sign for losing my belongings, LOL! I’m still super lost as to how that happened, as I wasn’t taking things in and out of that bag (I wore a hip pack all weekend for easy access).

The other thing that happened was right before the first autograph session, actually. Dozens of fangirls lined up for autographs in rows. Me in the front of row 2. I’m solo, but chatting with everyone in line because we’re soooo excited. Here’s the thing about me flying solo – I love it, but the reason it can suck is because I see things that no one else notices. Case in point. I noticed ProZD walking by.

“Hey, it’s ProZD!”

But everyone was buzzing so no one paid attention. It’s fine though, they may not know who we is.

Then.

Along the back of the area were various food vendor stands. The one closest to us had one of those industrial ovens that look like a big steel fridge (sorry, I don’t know the proper name) full of mini pizza boxes. Something in that oven caught fire.

“Wow, that oven is on fire.”

But no one paid me any mind, so I watched.

The person just closed it back. Were they trying to suffocate the flames? Someone else opened it. Still on fire. They started taking the stacks of pizzas out. The third stack was either catching on fire or just too hot to grab because the person burned their hand. The flame got bigger.

“Damn, that fire’s getting big.”

People start finally noticing. What the hell is this? A cloud of smoke was streaming straight upward. A cloud of irritation flew up from us: Please do not burn down the area right before we get the autographs we traveled from all over to obtain. Where the hell are the fire extinguishers?

Finally someone reached in and grabbed the burning ??? and stomped it out. The area filled with the smell of burning. Moments later, another oven on another part of the floor caught fire, as we couldn’t see it from behind the partitions but we could see another jet of smoke shooting upward. Okay, maybe I should add that to the improvement list – better equipment/fire maintenance?

My second prayer, which I’m surprised I’m making, is for people to be kind and understanding to Cheritz on their first voyage to the US. It dawned on me that people might try to put Cheritz team on the spot during the fan event because of the upsets related to the Summer Vacation event. I really want it to stay light and enjoyable. If they must broach such serious topics, I hope they do so respectfully.

The fan event was nothing short of stellar and actually ran out of time, so there was no time to ask questions, period. But being in a room full of fans singing along to the MM theme was one of the best moments of my fangirl life, and everyone was kind to one another. I only wish there was a cosplay group photo op afterward.

My third prayer, is for my wallet, my bank account, and all my cards. Be strong and full…

Other than paying for my largest purchase with Paypal from the wrong funding account (derp), we’re good!

My fourth prayer… is to see a hot Tamamo cosplayer. I’m a total ho for Tamamo, what else can I say?

I did see one! I didn’t get a photo though as we were moving in opposite directions, but yay for Tamamo!

My fifth prayer is for no post-convention illness. It’s hot enough, I can’t handle a fever on top of that.

I am free of illness! I’d like to thank the antibacterial properties of tea tree oil soap.

I can’t use these since my hands are too sensitive to sanitizer, but… this is SO genius to have in a convention center.

My sixth prayer, is for everyone to be safe since The Whites are at it again, and for those useless Nazis to get hit by a bus. And if that statement bothers you, either you’re part of the problem or not paying attention.

No one got hit by a bus but the march failed AND it rained on them. Bless.

My Seventh Prayer is that meeting the God Seven himself will go smooth.
This seems a bit out the way but as I mentioned elsewhere… the last time I met someone important to me… they hate me now and I still don’t know why. Story for another day.
Please, God Seven, remain a shining light in my tiny metal heart.

From top to bottom this weekend was the best. Cheritz team flew 14 hours to meet us. People came from all parts of the country AND THE WORLD to see them. We exchanged so much love, and I’m sure Cheritz Team will return to work fueled and ready to continue making amazing content for us. And we’re ready to show them all the support. For once, my heart is full and happy. ♡ I hope to meet them all again!

Syrup-colored Memories

Last month I was talking to my dear friend and he asked what I’d like for my birthday. Precious friend was kind enough to grant my wishes (thank you again and forever!!): a pair of Rosuuri keychains, a shiny new TECHNICOLOR keyboard to blog with, and an artbook I randomly discovered with all the concept art from my old pastime… MapleStory. Flipping through the pages was quite a nostalgia trip so I thought I might share some of the more common anecdotes I gathered from my years of playing, but… typing formally about the happenings in a glorified chatroom felt too stiff. So to mix things up, I’mma try spittin’ this one in pure chatspeak (if Cory O’Brien can do it in print form, I can on a blog)

buss it

so first of all
i started with my friend from school and her big brother
my very first character was a warrior but i wasn’t feelin it so i made a mage
mage was fun except chillin with a warrior and a thief meant playing in some painful ass areas with my low ass mage HP
so her brother is all… oh just put some stat points in STR for an HP boost!
ok so you probably know there’s a few things wrong with that
to be fair, this was my first time playing a game that involved stat/skill allocation
but yeah… mages get INT not STR… but what’s done was done and thats how I ruined my first character off the bat (:

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then
the 3 of us met 3 brothers, 2 were twins
one was real chill, one was nosy af, and one was right in the middle
so one day the nosy one was like “SOOOO WHAT ARE YOUR REAL NAMES?”
YIKES
we all froze
without saying a word we were all thinking the same shit: yo… no one wants to share those details my guy!!!
but you know, think fast
i had an OC with the nickname “el presidente” and my friend had one that was a samurai
so…
“oh, i’m elle”
“i’m sam”
and i can’t rmb what her brother came up with
but ayyy when your posse is on the same wavelength shit is ace lol
but yeah, remember this name bit for later

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my two friends quit
i fell out of touch with the brothers
just my ass left but that’s fine just make some new frens!
the guild system came out so everyone and their mama was tryin to make a guild but i was like… eh
i joined a friend’s guild, it was him, real life besfren, online girlfriend, and some of his chums, some young lil cutie pies
being a total perv, i made a fair number of lewd retorts in the guild chat
dumb move… cuz..
one day i log on and its just the RL besfren… his name is Mikey
i’m like oh hi mikey sup and he’s like not too good so i asked him whats wrong
and he says lol
“i was cybering with my gf but she couldn’t make me com”
(yes, com)
i was like…. ???!!!?!?!
like i really wasn’t expectin THAT of all things lol
so i was like oh… that sucks… maybe tell her what you like or sth?
and he’s like… maybe u could do it for me
WHAT?!?!?!
ok tbh i was conflicted
part of me was like, tell the guild leader
the other part was like, don’t out the poor horny boy
and… a tiny sliver was like pffft i could probably get him off lol
but no we ignore those cues
i was just like ahh no i don’t really think i could do that, talk to your girl, etc
i thought about it carefully and i was like, i’m the lewd one in the group so he’s not gonna bother anyone else about this
and if i tell the leader they might get into a fight and they’re RL friends so it’d be worse
so i kept my mouth shut…
and he kept asking!!!
but i kept declining cuz i’m not about that life… whatever that life is

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i quit mage after a while and got started on a bandit (who later became a legend tyvm)
and i got invited to this random guild
turns out it was run by some pissy low level lil… tantrum kid
kept whining and demanding people party him for party quest
(people didn’t like low levels in party quest so you either needed friends or had to beg)
i made some snide ass remark and he booted me lol
and someone in the guild told me he was still pissed afterward LOL
joined another guild
to get to the point turns out the leader was hacking on the side AND he STOLE some dude’s account
so yeah nope on that…
one of the top 3 guilds in Bera kept asking me to join
but every time they invited me a fight broke out on the inside and they’d lose another chunk of members lol
i was like… guess i gotta do this myself
so i got 5 friends and we hit guild hall
(guild npc looks like long hair Sean Connery js)

one of the dudes was noob (no like, he was pro, he just had noob in his game handle)
noob always talked about how he was blackamese (black + Viet)
i was like aite, don’t think i’ve met a blackamese person before, cool
kinda weird to keep talking about how you’re blackamese but to each their own
anyway his account got hacked so he made a new character
we’re in guild hall discussing what name to choose
of course his ass is like… “Blackamese!”
i’m like lol ok but you’re the only Blackamese person here so i must politely decline
time passes, he leaves the guild to try hacking, then he quits altogether to play counter strike or sth
~months pass~
me and my buddy are strolling thru Ludibrium when we see his friend
so we go up to ask how he’s doing
and i say something like, i miss our lil blackamese fella
and dude is like what? he’s not blackamese he’s pure Viet
LOLOL WHAT?!
he then pulls up dude’s photo from his online game profiile
indeed… pure Viet.
why u gotta lie craig… you don’t gotta lie…

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btw speaking of Ludibrium
the Ludi release was one of my top fav moments in MS
everyone logged on and rushed to Orbis Station
and we ALL missed the fucking boat LOL
but then we all boarded the next ship
everyone traveling together and exploring a new world
i think thats why Maple oldbies never feel the same
the more you play, the more the sense of “wonder and unknown” is gone even with new content added
sigh
moving on

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next… lemme tell you about this chick named khee
possibly youngest gold digger i ever met
but like, she was also greasy af…
so there was this dude J, he played a priest
one day i was like sup J, wanna train?
he said sorry, i got an appointment

?!?!
“APPOINTMENT”?
that’s new to me… but ok
he explained he’s scheduled training slots with khee
and afterward i found out they were an item!
so i thought that was actually really sweet
J was trying to raise one of every character class so his money was stretched super thin
EVEN SO, he still gave khee any good drops he found… true maple gentleman i guess
problem was this other dude, also a friend of mine, K
K would flirt hell-hard with khee and of course J didn’t like it
so the game updates and the Wedding Patch is released
just like guilds, everyone is in a frenzy to join the fray
so i asked J, damnnnn u gettin married?
and he said he asked but she declined and said she ain’t never gettin married
aite…

…so u know what happened next right?
they broke up
she IMMEDIATELY got with K
she IMMEDIATELY married him

and still didn’t fucking live happily ever after LOL

K eventually broke it off with her even though it was a good long run
i was like dude, what happened
he was like, she wants me to come over to [her state] and give it to her but i’m in college and she’s only (16 or 17, I forget)
wow
I was like yeah… teen poon not worth the risk

so she moved on to dating all the rich boys who were gullible enough to have her
and eventually left to play warcraft (LOL)
but before she dipped she made one last foul
J actually found someone to marry
and invited khee to the wedding
and she bombed his wedding screenshot
not photobombed, BOMBED. when the “shutter” went off she used her poison gas skill to cover the screen in a huge green cloud
she already dragged the poor boy and used him… and then got petty anyway?
oh khee
then again i never expected much from her
this was the girl who made lolAIDS and lolCancer jokes until her father DIED of cancer and then she decided cancer wasn’t funny anymore and decided to police other peoples jokes
tuh…
js.. i lost my grandma and 3 other relativos to cancer, i’m still not policin anyones shitty humor
i just silently judge them and keep it movin *sips tea*
(also yes. my humor is also its own brand of shitty. moving right along)

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speaking of girls gone wild on maple
i’m still wrapping my head around this one
there was this girl named winwy, well real name Winry-Ann
at first win didn’t like me because i was close friends with the object of her affection
but said object didn’t want her beyond friendship
so insert unnecessary tension for a while…
winwy eventually found a boyfriend in the game
and they had an ugly breakup where the dude HATED her afterward
totally REFUSED to acknowledge her
i think it was around then she messaged me and i had to read the convo a few times to understand
because she said she had “klinefelters” and had to have shit done like hormone injections and have fat sucked from her chest
it really took me a moment, even AFTER googling for me to get it (i might have been tired)
but then she could have just said it straight that… she’s a he
klinefelter is some rare syndrome where your body doesn’t produce enough testosterone and it causes infertility among other things ~the more you know~ and s/he did mention not being able to have kids
but i still couldn’t figure out why he lied and said he was a girl and even started dating someone ELSE by deceiving them
the first person getting pissed wasn’t enough??
(i should point out a few things. 1, this is the viewpoint of a younger and less knowledgeable me and 2, this is also before anyone was openly talking about trans or gender-related matters at all)
the funniest thing is i talked to one of my guildmates and she was all
“oh yeah i been knew he was a guy”
WHAT?!?!?!
turns out he has a blog that made it clear as day, that he’s a guy named Ryan
duped the shit outta me… aite fam.

time passes, win/ryan quits, i talked to them some time after that
i think it ended up being our last convo
and it confused me bc i can’t remember what he said but it prompted me to ask about the klinefelter-related medical care
anbd he was like “huh? what are you talking about lol?”
so… was the klinefelter thing a lie?
also i’m just saying. if he wanted to identify as a girl in the long run thats fine and i’d respect that
but if that was what he wanted… why even bother with the medical care to correct his klinefelters? (unless it was necessary to health/survival)
idk, man. winry-ann. guh.

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so if you kept up with me this long (God bless LOL)
a lotta dishonesty went down
and it had some less than stellar results
lemme tell you…
honesty doesn’t work out either LOL
remember i said i used the pseudonym elle
i decided to keep doing so bc a lot of people got their accounts hacked
and someone told me it was bc they shared personal info with “friends” who gathered everything and broke into their accounts
ouch… fake info it is

had this friend named jason
he was an interesting guy
on the plus side he was like a kind older cousin i guess? looking out for people and always taking friendships very very seriously
on the down side he had a huge fucking mouth
like he could not keep anything in
ngl i got some nice hot tea as a result lol
but still… he really put peoples business all the way out there
even his “facts” about his girlfriend’s PMS was an open discussion, jfc

so yeah… idk what possessed me but i told this dude my real first name and said keep it on the low
i really don’t remember what prompted it
…just like i don’t know what prompted him to SAY IT in our buddy chat a day later
i was like… really mofo? really?
he tried to be like, lolol no one’s gonna see or know
but i was already clicking the “delete from friends” button
1 800 GIRL BYE
like who cares if no one sees, what kind of blatant ass disrespect did you just throw at me? i told you to keep something private so it becomes your shitty public goonery?

few days later i met a mapler iRL for the first time
we just went to have lunch and chat
so i told HIM my name since it was a RL meeting, but again i said keep it on the low
and i told him about jason being a dick about the same info
and he told me
ugh
so jason took it harder than i thought?
like, he hit the vodka bottle hell hard and got FUCKED UP!
i was like well shit, didn’t think it would have THAT effect…

bwahahaha

but then he also said he was getting fresh with the Maple girls in his stupor
that i didn’t like at all, got pissed about that
in the end we hugged and made up and got along just fine
cos i refrained from telling him any personal details whatsoever
that’s apparently the key… lol

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like with all things, my maple days came to an end
i was the top in my class in my server
top female in my class in my game
but i just couldn’t, even logistically
most of my friends quit
the few that were left only wanted to play with their guildmates
i could only level by soloing with the aid of double exp cards which had preset slots
so i was paying to play 7-11pm every night after working 830-630
do you see the problem here?
it reached the point where i was throwing my life at a game that didn’t show me any love
i got nexon’d hard, they randomly banned my credit card/paypal
and refused to give me a reason or support
(but charging through Steam worked so… proof it was horseshit)
everyone was cheering for me to hit 200…
…but no one wanted to help
my single protege backstabbed me
(fuck you forever Straybird, you eternal trash… i know what fuckshit you did behind my back too, i have nothing but ill wishes for your punk bitch ass)
i came back after the game revamped to finish 200 and played again for a while
but stupid balancing updates… ruined my damn bandit.  bandit was the hardest class but easily the most fun… and they crushed my skillset.
plus as time passes the more my achievements are insignificant
no one cares about the first zakum speedrun, or the one party run, or the all girls run
the original horntail squad
etc…
i still like logging on and people going “OMG ITS THE BANDIT GOD, YOU’RE A LEGEND”
but do they know why anymore?

lemme wrap this up
when i made my guild i was at peace
no more stupid kids and their stupid whining
just a few chill, arguably mature friends
and then my friend comes with two kids in tow like HEY CAN WE ADD THEM? THEY GOT BULLIED BY OTHER GUILDS
i was really like ….. really?
how do i know they weren’t the bad guys first?
now i gotta babysit? TWO kids?
TUH… but he was my friend and we looked out for each other so i did it

turns out they were complete angels
and i love them forever
so i think i’ll send this to them
as i don’t think they know about all of my dumb antics in the game
i hope they laugh at my stupidity again…
listen! elle mama loves you! i’m so proud of you!

also LOL it’s my doing that Ievan Polkka is the Bera National Anthem. THE END!