Post by HAMMERSTEIN on Nov 4, 2017 2:15:12 GMT
I know I'm supposed to write about how Hammerstein is going to crush Anna Mathews, Blaise Fader, James Edwards, Jan van der Roost, and Talia Areano in the finale of The Buck-U/Estrel Series, The Bucking Finale. And that was the plan. I had a fifteen hundred word promo coming together, one that I felt could win the match. But when I learned that Ed, the brains behind this series, and the best friend I have in this game, and, well, outside it, too, declared that the finale was going to be dedicated to Jenn the handler of Zoe Chaos, I knew I couldn't do it. I couldn't post that promo, because I had a promise to keep.
More on that in a minute. First, a little backstory. I’ll forewarn you now, this may come across as somewhat corny in parts, but if you've read my promos before, then you should expect it.
I first met Jenn when we were in STW, later to be known as the TWA. This is also where I met the handler of a certain masked ginger and his kooky family. Jenn and I hit it off, perhaps based on the fact that we were both facing diseases that would, sooner or later, take us down. As time moved along,we talked about our struggles, both physically and emotionally, and we developed a bit of a foxhole mentality. We were like two old soldiers fighting a two pronged attack from an enemy that we knew we wouldn't be able to defeat. But, we would fight it until the bitter end, that was the encouragement we gave each other. And Jenn was so much braver and stronger a warrior than I. Any way, talking to Jenn was always a bright spot, because I knew that, even when she felt like shit, she tried to build me up.
As time drug on, and her illness took its toll on her, we spoke less and less. But everytime I would see her online, I'd drop whatever was doing and say hi to her (that's not to try to make me look good. I ran to her the way a child runs to another child he hasn't seen in days, overjoyed at the sight of his friend.)
During my last conversation with her on this plane, she told me she knew her time was short, and was disappointed that she may not get to work a full storyline with me, because she had really wanted to. She also said that, although things weren't looking good, she still wanted to try if she ever got the chance to stay online and write. I told her that, when that happened, I'd drop everything else and we'd get it done.
That chance didn't materialize. But, with the show being dedicated to her, I'm making this my chance. So, I'm dropping everything, so to speak, to honor my final words to my friend, at least as best as I know how.
So here we go…
To Jenn
I want to take a minute and thank you for everything you've done for me in this silly game. From graphics to advice, to just being a sounding board for ideas. You always had a smile and an encouraging word for me, no matter how you felt. You always made time for me. You told you were always there for me, whether a fed was involved or not. I want to tell you how much I appreciate you.
But I wanted to tell you something else.
I want you to know that I respect you so much. The courage and strength you've shown throughout the time that I've known you is staggering. Your chikara, your fighting spirit has helped me fight my own battle. You’ve been my inspiration to fight, even when I don't feel like fighting and, quite honestly, especially when I don't feel like fighting.
You've been tough as nails from day 1 of our friendship. I'm ashamed to say that I underestimated your toughness when I assumed you passed away a couple weeks ago. I mistook your silence for loss, when, in reality, you were just fighting quietly.
I know you had a goal, a great and wonderful goal that I won't mention here. I prayed to the God that I struggle to believe in and offered to trade a few of my days to help you reach your goal. If our roles were reversed, I know you would have made the same gesture. Regardless of how it happened, I hope you achieved your final goal.
I want you to know that it's been my great privilege to be your friend, but it’s been an even greater one to know that you have been my friend.
Our friendship didn't get to last as long here as I had hoped, but I hope you know that the time we shared has been so special and so precious to me. Your friendship, your encouragement, and your passion for life has made me want to be a better person. And, like I mentioned earlier, you strength has been a source of strength for me to fight on.
Selfishly, I don't want to let you go, Jenn, because I don't know if I'll be strong enough to keep fighting. And lately, there are times that I don't know if I want to keep fighting.
But I know I can't be selfish. You've fought long enough. It's time for you to rest. And it's time for me to let you go. And it's time for me to start fighting again. You've given me the strength to do both. And for that gift, my friend, I thank you.
So, that's it, Jenn. Not exactly the storyline, nor the ending we had envisioned, but I think our storyline has been a pretty damn good one, my friend.
I've wanted to give you a hug and thank you for what you've done for me, so consider this a written hug, a raincheck if you will, until I can give you one in person one day, when my fight is over.
I'll see you soon, my friend.
More on that in a minute. First, a little backstory. I’ll forewarn you now, this may come across as somewhat corny in parts, but if you've read my promos before, then you should expect it.
I first met Jenn when we were in STW, later to be known as the TWA. This is also where I met the handler of a certain masked ginger and his kooky family. Jenn and I hit it off, perhaps based on the fact that we were both facing diseases that would, sooner or later, take us down. As time moved along,we talked about our struggles, both physically and emotionally, and we developed a bit of a foxhole mentality. We were like two old soldiers fighting a two pronged attack from an enemy that we knew we wouldn't be able to defeat. But, we would fight it until the bitter end, that was the encouragement we gave each other. And Jenn was so much braver and stronger a warrior than I. Any way, talking to Jenn was always a bright spot, because I knew that, even when she felt like shit, she tried to build me up.
As time drug on, and her illness took its toll on her, we spoke less and less. But everytime I would see her online, I'd drop whatever was doing and say hi to her (that's not to try to make me look good. I ran to her the way a child runs to another child he hasn't seen in days, overjoyed at the sight of his friend.)
During my last conversation with her on this plane, she told me she knew her time was short, and was disappointed that she may not get to work a full storyline with me, because she had really wanted to. She also said that, although things weren't looking good, she still wanted to try if she ever got the chance to stay online and write. I told her that, when that happened, I'd drop everything else and we'd get it done.
That chance didn't materialize. But, with the show being dedicated to her, I'm making this my chance. So, I'm dropping everything, so to speak, to honor my final words to my friend, at least as best as I know how.
So here we go…
To Jenn
I want to take a minute and thank you for everything you've done for me in this silly game. From graphics to advice, to just being a sounding board for ideas. You always had a smile and an encouraging word for me, no matter how you felt. You always made time for me. You told you were always there for me, whether a fed was involved or not. I want to tell you how much I appreciate you.
But I wanted to tell you something else.
I want you to know that I respect you so much. The courage and strength you've shown throughout the time that I've known you is staggering. Your chikara, your fighting spirit has helped me fight my own battle. You’ve been my inspiration to fight, even when I don't feel like fighting and, quite honestly, especially when I don't feel like fighting.
You've been tough as nails from day 1 of our friendship. I'm ashamed to say that I underestimated your toughness when I assumed you passed away a couple weeks ago. I mistook your silence for loss, when, in reality, you were just fighting quietly.
I know you had a goal, a great and wonderful goal that I won't mention here. I prayed to the God that I struggle to believe in and offered to trade a few of my days to help you reach your goal. If our roles were reversed, I know you would have made the same gesture. Regardless of how it happened, I hope you achieved your final goal.
I want you to know that it's been my great privilege to be your friend, but it’s been an even greater one to know that you have been my friend.
Our friendship didn't get to last as long here as I had hoped, but I hope you know that the time we shared has been so special and so precious to me. Your friendship, your encouragement, and your passion for life has made me want to be a better person. And, like I mentioned earlier, you strength has been a source of strength for me to fight on.
Selfishly, I don't want to let you go, Jenn, because I don't know if I'll be strong enough to keep fighting. And lately, there are times that I don't know if I want to keep fighting.
But I know I can't be selfish. You've fought long enough. It's time for you to rest. And it's time for me to let you go. And it's time for me to start fighting again. You've given me the strength to do both. And for that gift, my friend, I thank you.
So, that's it, Jenn. Not exactly the storyline, nor the ending we had envisioned, but I think our storyline has been a pretty damn good one, my friend.
I've wanted to give you a hug and thank you for what you've done for me, so consider this a written hug, a raincheck if you will, until I can give you one in person one day, when my fight is over.
I'll see you soon, my friend.