Take a look around these empty husks. These discarded piranha tanks, their walls breached and their contents emptied. These echoes of splashes long past. These walls upon walls scrawled full of discussions long forgotten. These status updates and jokes of yesteryear. It is the ultimate fate of everything to end eventually.
Splash Splash had a good run, but now it is almost the end, my friend, and I believe this might be its last hurrah. Nothing lasts forever, it is inevitable; be at peace with that fact, and you will be able to treasure whatever time you have left appropriately. And besides, nothing is ever truly gone, is that not right? For now, everything is right where you left it, to revisit if you care to. Join me, if you will, in wandering these abandoned halls and in reminiscing. What did you like about your Splashing days? And what are you more than willing to leave behind?
…What's that, you say? You believe it is not yet time? You are not ready to accept it?
Ah ha ha ha ha… Then prove me wrong. I challenge you! Live while you can. Make the most of our time here. But remember that you may only delay this outcome, not prevent it.
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I suppose we did plenty of that back in the days.
But… You know who you are and who you've been better than I do.
Why don't you tell me all about it?
*XLIV lived fast and died young, lasting a mere 28 hours, 17 minutes.
--Tofu the dog's infinite wisdom
"British English is easy! Just use an 's' instead of a 'z' and replace 'or' with 'our' and you're dandy." "Do you want pissa our noodles for dinner?" "u better not piss in r noodles m8"
--Classic exchange between Popeychops and John the Late
[This message has been edited by Lord Sipia (edited 05-10-2022 @ 05:35 PM).]