It's funny. How fast things can change.
Such as, after ICHB survived everything, I remember us laughing on chat. Talking about our parties in the future. Future relationships. Future deaths. Future friendships. Just being friends in the future.
Well, oops. Looks like we counted way too far into the future.
ICHB has taught me many things. It's seen me become a grammar nazi. It's seen me figure out my sexuality. It's seen me begin cursing. It's seen me date for the first time. It's seen me gain my first dedicated online friends. It's seen me cry over stupid things and go through fights and drama and just about quit.
It's taught me not to be afraid to stand up for your family, and it's taught me I should be nicer to people I don't like. It's taught me to stand up for others, whether it goes against my religion or not. It's taught me to speak your mind. It's taught me you can get way too attached to people or things.... or that things don't last forever. That all those dreams of seeing your friends become authors while you write with them everyday probably won't come true. It showed me that people will end up leaving at some point. It taught me that families don't last forever. It taught me that perfect things really can and do end up broken.
ICHB just seems broken now. There was no real ending. No characters left but Lady, Ruby, Vivian, Lark, and Mara. Everyone who was in a fight or in chaos just seemed to freeze in time. Last words were brief. And... there's only one camper here. It's not a paved over forest like I thought it'd end, it's that ghost town in the corner of the desert people are leaving for future memories.
But ICHB shouldn't end. Which is why I'll be recruiting campers and other RPers to join. I may not be the leader, it may not be my idea, but the idea is too great. I doubt anyone would want to see it die. I hope that, even after I leave, it'll continue going. Even if I'm not the last original camper... we still have our memories.
All I wanted to say was...
Thank you, ICHB, for teaching me not to fall too deeply in love with that perfect safe haven, where you can be who you are and not get judged, and trust it'll last.
I'm sure it's the last time I'll make that mistake.
Such as, after ICHB survived everything, I remember us laughing on chat. Talking about our parties in the future. Future relationships. Future deaths. Future friendships. Just being friends in the future.
Well, oops. Looks like we counted way too far into the future.
ICHB has taught me many things. It's seen me become a grammar nazi. It's seen me figure out my sexuality. It's seen me begin cursing. It's seen me date for the first time. It's seen me gain my first dedicated online friends. It's seen me cry over stupid things and go through fights and drama and just about quit.
It's taught me not to be afraid to stand up for your family, and it's taught me I should be nicer to people I don't like. It's taught me to stand up for others, whether it goes against my religion or not. It's taught me to speak your mind. It's taught me you can get way too attached to people or things.... or that things don't last forever. That all those dreams of seeing your friends become authors while you write with them everyday probably won't come true. It showed me that people will end up leaving at some point. It taught me that families don't last forever. It taught me that perfect things really can and do end up broken.
ICHB just seems broken now. There was no real ending. No characters left but Lady, Ruby, Vivian, Lark, and Mara. Everyone who was in a fight or in chaos just seemed to freeze in time. Last words were brief. And... there's only one camper here. It's not a paved over forest like I thought it'd end, it's that ghost town in the corner of the desert people are leaving for future memories.
But ICHB shouldn't end. Which is why I'll be recruiting campers and other RPers to join. I may not be the leader, it may not be my idea, but the idea is too great. I doubt anyone would want to see it die. I hope that, even after I leave, it'll continue going. Even if I'm not the last original camper... we still have our memories.
All I wanted to say was...
Thank you, ICHB, for teaching me not to fall too deeply in love with that perfect safe haven, where you can be who you are and not get judged, and trust it'll last.
I'm sure it's the last time I'll make that mistake.