My sincere congratulations
Never lose hope, Dorothy Gale. We often discount the achievements of people, when they are about to be undone... but I feel that an accomplishment made with the knowledge that it won't confer any glory is a great triumph.
May your days be blessed, always.
From the Lone Druid
RE: To be honest
What if we are the bang?
A wonderful spot
For a wonderful person. Blessed be., from the Druid, who will be occupying uutiiff.
Re: A note!
A lovely home. Groddle is so full of life. I hope your own life is full of this much vibrant life too!
You will be missed
Oh great Gators of Bueracracy, you shall be missed. Bless you all.
A note!
As a Lone Druid, prophet of balance, and all things just and correct, I can tell you that Mushroom's theory is correct. It was foretold in the stars, and trees, and such.
Druids.
Do you hear the glitches sing?
Do you hear the glitches sing,
Singing the song of forsworn thoughts?
It is the music of a being
Adrift amongst the lost.
When the web address above
No longer brings you to friends you've come to love
There is a world about to end
And a cry we'll send.
Song of a Druid Part One
Friends, do not despair
Or bemoan the loss of Ur
This message I declare
Negativity we'll deter
So let this blessing aide you
And be on your merry way.
Merry Glitchmas, my bretheren,
On Dawn of the Final Day
Song of the Druid, Chorus
We'll carve a path to Honesty
We'll carve it straight through Hell!
And when we've reached divinity,
Oh what a tale we'll tell.
We'll carve a path to victory!
And when this day is done
Say you, to your children
"I saw that final sun"
Song of a Druid, Part Two
Who were these nobles, these brave souls
Who traveled to this void?
Joan of Dark, and Pollinaire,
to name some of the Globals.
Yours truly, naturally
The author of these notes
The Lone Druid wishes to bid you well
So go sow your wild oats!
(Chorus)
Song of the Druid, Part Three
The Giants are awakening,
We thought they'd slumber long
Our rainbow hi's became goodbyes
The Rook are dead and gone
Good Glitcheem, do not despair.
Don't cloud your eyes with tears!
We have so much to live for
So come now, face those fears.
(Chorus)
Song of a Druid, Part Four
Come, my friends, let's celebrate
The time we spent together
Through all the greatness we've had to face
We learned to love another
My friends, the Giants numerable
Have cared for us so long
How sad it is to part.
Please be strong.
(Chorus)
Song of a Druid, Part Five
Blessings upon each of you,
Who held the Druid's Code
And those of you who didn't,
I appreciate your chosen road.
We had laughs, and parites, and rocks, and milk
And booze and hooch and keys
Hey, you know what's curious?
We have honey, but no bees!
(Chorus)
My vigil. Thoughts on t-minus two hours
My friends, this is the end of all of this. So far, I have kept my tears inside, but I do not know how much longer such will be the case.
The giants are soon to be awakening. I will not be sleeping until then.
But who am I? Perhaps you've seen me in chat, or perhaps one of the many notes I scatter. I am the Glitch who goes by the Lone Druid. But in another world, in the waking world, I am known by a different name.
My friends, I am known as Alex. And I am a student of marketing. I have a wonderful family, with a little brother, and two amazing parents. I am a poet, of sorts. A writer, in my dreams. A lover, occasionally.
Remember that, behind our wonderful avatars, we are flesh and blood. And that we can find the love and connection we've built here in the waking world. Are the people out there universally as wonderful? Not quite. But still, they exist. Reach out to them. Never let them down.
I sign off my notes with "bless you all." And I always mean it, from the soul.
Note Two of Finale. 106 minutes
Hello, friends.
To record, here are some phrases I feel like I coined. If not, I never saw them before I used them. If I'm wrong, I apologize. Wordtheft is in my blood; I had an uncle they used to call "Lifty Lewis" for his perchance of stealing jokes. But I digress:
"Happy Humbabanakkah!"
"Good luck, and Giantspeed"
"Glitcheem", in reference to addressing a group of Glitch. It's like a Hebrew pronunciation. I am Jewish, in case I haven't been obvious lately.
That may very well be it. And not one of that may perhaps be true. Ah well. Such is dream-life, no?
It's.... 99 minutes. I think
My End of Ur soundtrack is as follows, friends.
Someones Rocking my Dreamboat -The Ink Spots
High Hawk Season- The Mountain Goats
Dancer in the Street, from the World Ends With You Soundtrack
Am I Awake? -They Might Be Giants (Perhaps the most fitting song on the album)
Erase Me- Ben Folds Five
-72 Hours- -Random Encounter
The Final Countdown -Europe
Last Word- Monty Python's Flying Circus
Bonus Track- I Dreamed a Dream from Les Miserables NOTE
ONLY ADD THIS IF YOU WANT TO BE REDUCED TO TEARS
Blessings upon you, my dearest Glitcheem. I love you all.
86 Minuutes
These notes I'm reading are so beautiful. It's everything RIGHT with this game. It's why you're amazing. It's why I can honestly say that everyone here is my friend.
Just. Just... I don't express emotions very well. I am... a bit naturally disadvantaged to it. But I honestly must say, seeing all of us jumping around in this infinite void is so wonderful. And seeing familiar names. FAMILIAR NAMES. I almost never have that in MMOs.
People message me and tell me how much they love my writing. I am always taken aback. But in a good way. People care. And if the people of Ur care, then so will the real world. Bless you all.
One. More. Hour
Mercy Mercy Mercy Me... It's all ending.
It's. All. Going.
But still... didn't we have some fun?
My list of inspirational people, in no particular order
HP Lovecraft
Robert Heinlein
My Mother
Cosma
The Lord
The Wright Brothers
Nikkola Tesla
You
Bards everywhere
Groucho Marx
The Ink Spots
They Might Be Giants
Stephan Colbert
Stephan King
King Arthur
Arthur Miller
Miller Lite
Light of my Life
Life goes On
On it like a bonnet
Bonnets...
I think that got a little away from me.
Less than half an hour
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I love you all.
apaciga@gmail.com if you ever want to talk to the Lone Druid.