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A Departure, von Vier Jahre
Today is the 3rd of March, 2016. Exactly four years ago, on the 3rd of March, 2012, I started playing Goodgame Empire. To me, it's felt like a decade. A time of brilliance and joy, sentiment and creation. A very long while.
And, damn, it's been a great time. An
absolutely wonderful stretch of time, these past four years, but I fear that
now that time is reaching its end at long last. Because it's not the game that
kept me here, lurking on this old site for a quadrennium. It was the community,
the brilliant plethora of threads and discussions, opinions and roleplay that
set this place apart from so many others of its ilk.
From then to now, I've had so much fun. As clichéd as it sounds, this is a place that shaped who I am today — a crazed, loud Australian with a taste for the dramatic. Through my youth and my formality, my raging and my laughter there has been one persistence in my personality; an undying love for this community, a flame that has burned for a quadrennium, but, nevertheless, a flame that has started to flicker and spark, to gutter and die, casting the embers of the blaze elsewhere.
In my time here at Empire, I've seen change. Oh, so much change. I was been here before Berimond, before the Thorn King and before the kingdoms. I began playing this game in beta form, in youth as I was in mine. The world map was classy but simple, and the music with an overarching grandeur worthy of the medieval genre. There were sword brothers and tents for farmhouses, without fancy walls and equipment. International 1 was the go-to server, and places like United States 1 were only just beginning, while even the Australian server lacked mere inception. Alliances rose and fell like castles of sand, destined to crumble under the strain of time.
In my first year of play, I founded the Dragon Allies, a small alliance that grew into the head of a small family. Soon, it too grew, and under the pressure of politics, warfare and real life . . . It fell, like so many others. In my second year, I left the game for a short while. I returned soon after, to find the game and community vastly changed. The Hanging Noose remained, and, as such, so did I. The Dragon Allies was refounded for a short while, but this was a concept that quickly fell through. In the latter half of 2013, a a group of users, including myself, seemingly overtook the Entertainment & Fun section, to a truly massive extent. Our activity and our discussion, our roleplay and our spam, ensured that the "irrelevant" sections of the forum did not go unnoticed. Throughout 2014, the sheer amount of posts we produced was unprecedented, and the Hanging Noose grew exceptionally fast, ending at the 607 pages of today. Towards the end of 2014, we decided that our small community would be best suited to a website of its own, a place reserved for the insanity, craziness and madness that occurred over the years. At the very end of 2014, we departed from this place, migrating to our own, still active today. In 2015, our posts decreased quite substantially, and by the time of the forum migration, we had almost ceased posting entirely. This was the mark of our full departure from Empire, and, while I do not regret it, it still saddens me.
While I would like to claim my independence and self-righteousness over these past four years, that would be an outright lie, as well as an insult to the people who assisted me in my time here, the wonderful people who put up with my formality, my rants and my long, sentimental speeches. The following list is the numerous amount of people, brilliant people, who put me where I am today.
It was people like AmazingMaya and Corrupted Code, mokeyam, Shrock and AlphaHawk. Jade and Dun Gon, Avalon, King_of_Kings, Abhiyon and JonBeserk7. LukeWarrior, Matt and Final Killer, Eric and ThornPrickley. It was the moderators and community managers of this place, the patient and impatient people having to put up with antics such as mine for so long. It was Grace and Aidan, Neamhain and Sarah, Tito, Tux, Lance and all the rest. It's been four years of conversations, so there's bound to be at least a few damnably wonderful people that I've forgotten, and, it you're one of 'em, I am deeply sorry. Regardless, these people, both mentioned and unspoken, are the people who talked, who inspired writing and roleplay, and served under the whims of a rather dictatorial youth. These are the people who taught me things I'll never forget — like how to write in white using BBCode. Thanks, Jade.
I shall not depart forever, not entirely. I shall still return irregular intervals, to see what has become of this place in my absences. What has changed, and what has not. If one wishes to contact me for any unimaginable reason, one can always send me a message on these good ol' forums.
Oh, it has been a great time. Perhaps even the best. But, now, that time is ending. The flame of interest, the torch that illuminated the community I once clung to so fervently, has begun to fail, so I shall leave. To summarise four wonderful years into one, singular word . . . It's been brilliant. Absolutely wonderful, superb, laughable, saddening, angering and exciting, but so preposterously brilliant. I thank you, everyone, not only for reading this gargantuan post, but for reading every other post I ever put in front of you without so much as a groan or a complaint.
Thank you, for these past four years.
And now, I shall bid you all adieu, au revoir, auf wiedersehen, goodbye and farewell.
* Sips at his coffee, Cyclone-Style *
One of the old-timers, long since departed from this land — my inbox, however, remains open!