Kuhblam
01-09-2012, 08:56 PM
I was planning to delay this until the 15th of the month, when battles take place, but I have decided against it. I am retiring from a position of leadership in FC indefinitely. My reasons are my own; I have not revealed them to anyone else although a select group of people have known for at least two months that I was going to trade in a yellow username for a green one. You guys don't need me here anymore, and I'll leave it at that.
I've been here way too long. Some who joined before me or at the same time as me will outlive my stay here, but most of them have not. My cadre of friends has decreased from what used to be the entire community to a small band of brothers I am proud to have known over the years. At one time, I knew the name of every member and knew them personally. So many old buddies have come and gone; Loco, Sean, Sgt Omall3y, Raz, FreedomCleaner, Juggernaut, Snackman, the H2o bros, Larry Morris II, etc. Now, everyone here is a fresh face, and I can't keep up with the times. Believe it or not, I used to be a Private in Red Army. Back then, the aura of this place was radically different. It had a much more brotherly atmosphere, and the armies were at full strength duking it out every weekend. There was never a night where you had to wait for a match-up, and no one gave a flying fuck who they played because EVERYONE was like a best friend to each other with the exception of the few and the proud (AKA some stuck-up bastards I'm not going to name). I can say without a doubt that my best years here were as an enlisted man and as a junior/flag officer. I have always considered HighCom and the administrative team as a job and a duty (how corny of me to say that, I know) and in my opinion I never had any fun as a Field Marshal. I was always better in the #2 slot as a right-hand General anyways.
It's hard to believe how much everything has changed. I have watched it grow and transform into what it has become today, and honestly my feelings couldn't be more bittersweet. I failed my last year here to change what I thought needed changing and right some wrongs, and as a result I will have to live with my decisions.
But I digress. I don't have the stomach for long paragraphs of depressed rebellion like I used to, and I so leave messages of encouragement, humor and possibly angst to the following people.
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EriRi 1138: Dad, all I ever wanted was for you to be proud of me. Sniff. In all honesty, I consider you one of my best buddies here and I raise a glass to continued XBL parties of Ahnuld quotes in the years to come. No one else I have learned more from in this community, hands down.
RetRdidMunkie: No one else I'd rather have beside me on a battle night. Period. Forsaken Battalion with you and Dalton as my XOs was fantastic. I hope you stick around here as long as possible (I know you're going to be a marine, so not much longer I suppose.) When you want to, you give some pretty damn good advice to the others. Other times, you're... well, you're retarded.
LocoCrazy: Bro. Skyrim. No more words need be said.
Dalton HD/NickBoehm/Deathhawk: Ah, my favored and prodigal son. My only regret is that in my opinion you never really made use of all the at FC potential I feel you have inside of you. Stay frosty, mah boy. We'll be in touch.
Rengade of Funk and DoctorKnight: You fucking idiots are always causing trouble. But you're my fucking idiots, whether you like being in slavery to me or not. Renegade, don't try to copy Coldest and flip any tanks over in Afghanarabia. Connor, visit a dentist. Both of you, stop drinking so much.
Mythonian: I'll be honest with you, I didn't like you at all when I first met you. Some of the things you did, and the officers who supported you, made me want to vomit at what we had become as leaders. I now see you as an invaluable Forerunner who will no doubt become the next great leader of this community, and I am glad to have called you a friend. What you do in the future, and how you do it, will easily shape how Forerunner Conflict turns out in later years. Keep your chill, Mythonian, and keep using that noggin of your's; those two things are your greatest assets.
SpartanBH: Whatever you do when I'm gone, just make sure you wash your hands afterwards.
EOD Eagle: I still remember you as that scrawny little bastard recruit who thought he was hot stuff until we brought you down a notch. I may be hard on you, but that is because I don't want you to repeat the same mistakes I made (many of which you have already consistently repeated, so I guess I failed there too). Don't let your emotions blind you, and be practical.
Cody/GhostHammer: I may not have always agreed with what you've done, but you're by the book, have a spine and you stick to your guns, and I respect you for that on a level higher than I do for most others here. Be flexible, brother, be flexible.
Rob Zombie/Crouton Agamemnon: Stop dying and coming back to life. Oh yeah, your new gamer tag is as queer as a football bat. Love ya, Mounty Joe. Keep that ego in check.
MedeDust: I want those fucking dog tags.
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That's all I've got for addressing individual people; if I forgot you and you're a close buddy then I'm sorry. There are plenty of you guys I could write a message to, but that's just it: there's too many of you.
For all you new people: stick with what works! Don't feel like you need to change something just to make a difference here! Pay attention to what sensible veterans remain as well. They may shoot down your ideas, but it's because you're full of bullshit. Listen to guys like Donkey, Maxdoggy and Gargoyle, they're your best buddies and can help you with anything.
If a Field Marshal, Mythonian or Metkil could please change my user group to Respected Member, I'd much appreciate it.
Here's to hoping I return someday. Who am I kidding, of course I will! When you stay as long as I have, it's inevitable. But for now, I'm out. You stay classy, Forerunner Conflict.
~Kuhblam
I've been here way too long. Some who joined before me or at the same time as me will outlive my stay here, but most of them have not. My cadre of friends has decreased from what used to be the entire community to a small band of brothers I am proud to have known over the years. At one time, I knew the name of every member and knew them personally. So many old buddies have come and gone; Loco, Sean, Sgt Omall3y, Raz, FreedomCleaner, Juggernaut, Snackman, the H2o bros, Larry Morris II, etc. Now, everyone here is a fresh face, and I can't keep up with the times. Believe it or not, I used to be a Private in Red Army. Back then, the aura of this place was radically different. It had a much more brotherly atmosphere, and the armies were at full strength duking it out every weekend. There was never a night where you had to wait for a match-up, and no one gave a flying fuck who they played because EVERYONE was like a best friend to each other with the exception of the few and the proud (AKA some stuck-up bastards I'm not going to name). I can say without a doubt that my best years here were as an enlisted man and as a junior/flag officer. I have always considered HighCom and the administrative team as a job and a duty (how corny of me to say that, I know) and in my opinion I never had any fun as a Field Marshal. I was always better in the #2 slot as a right-hand General anyways.
It's hard to believe how much everything has changed. I have watched it grow and transform into what it has become today, and honestly my feelings couldn't be more bittersweet. I failed my last year here to change what I thought needed changing and right some wrongs, and as a result I will have to live with my decisions.
But I digress. I don't have the stomach for long paragraphs of depressed rebellion like I used to, and I so leave messages of encouragement, humor and possibly angst to the following people.
----
EriRi 1138: Dad, all I ever wanted was for you to be proud of me. Sniff. In all honesty, I consider you one of my best buddies here and I raise a glass to continued XBL parties of Ahnuld quotes in the years to come. No one else I have learned more from in this community, hands down.
RetRdidMunkie: No one else I'd rather have beside me on a battle night. Period. Forsaken Battalion with you and Dalton as my XOs was fantastic. I hope you stick around here as long as possible (I know you're going to be a marine, so not much longer I suppose.) When you want to, you give some pretty damn good advice to the others. Other times, you're... well, you're retarded.
LocoCrazy: Bro. Skyrim. No more words need be said.
Dalton HD/NickBoehm/Deathhawk: Ah, my favored and prodigal son. My only regret is that in my opinion you never really made use of all the at FC potential I feel you have inside of you. Stay frosty, mah boy. We'll be in touch.
Rengade of Funk and DoctorKnight: You fucking idiots are always causing trouble. But you're my fucking idiots, whether you like being in slavery to me or not. Renegade, don't try to copy Coldest and flip any tanks over in Afghanarabia. Connor, visit a dentist. Both of you, stop drinking so much.
Mythonian: I'll be honest with you, I didn't like you at all when I first met you. Some of the things you did, and the officers who supported you, made me want to vomit at what we had become as leaders. I now see you as an invaluable Forerunner who will no doubt become the next great leader of this community, and I am glad to have called you a friend. What you do in the future, and how you do it, will easily shape how Forerunner Conflict turns out in later years. Keep your chill, Mythonian, and keep using that noggin of your's; those two things are your greatest assets.
SpartanBH: Whatever you do when I'm gone, just make sure you wash your hands afterwards.
EOD Eagle: I still remember you as that scrawny little bastard recruit who thought he was hot stuff until we brought you down a notch. I may be hard on you, but that is because I don't want you to repeat the same mistakes I made (many of which you have already consistently repeated, so I guess I failed there too). Don't let your emotions blind you, and be practical.
Cody/GhostHammer: I may not have always agreed with what you've done, but you're by the book, have a spine and you stick to your guns, and I respect you for that on a level higher than I do for most others here. Be flexible, brother, be flexible.
Rob Zombie/Crouton Agamemnon: Stop dying and coming back to life. Oh yeah, your new gamer tag is as queer as a football bat. Love ya, Mounty Joe. Keep that ego in check.
MedeDust: I want those fucking dog tags.
----
That's all I've got for addressing individual people; if I forgot you and you're a close buddy then I'm sorry. There are plenty of you guys I could write a message to, but that's just it: there's too many of you.
For all you new people: stick with what works! Don't feel like you need to change something just to make a difference here! Pay attention to what sensible veterans remain as well. They may shoot down your ideas, but it's because you're full of bullshit. Listen to guys like Donkey, Maxdoggy and Gargoyle, they're your best buddies and can help you with anything.
If a Field Marshal, Mythonian or Metkil could please change my user group to Respected Member, I'd much appreciate it.
Here's to hoping I return someday. Who am I kidding, of course I will! When you stay as long as I have, it's inevitable. But for now, I'm out. You stay classy, Forerunner Conflict.
~Kuhblam