by Henry Gondorf » Thu Oct 27, 2016 11:31 pm
Usually this comes after the PEL however I sort of need this as a notepad:
Lets begin with "The Canadians are coming! The Canadians Are coming!"
The wonderful lie of 'OK, its peaceful enough. Twenty minutes to rest. followed by and in no particular order:' Spectrum just captured ALL the psychics in town! We need to help save that AI construct in the system! The Well of Bones needs fixing! Nolan has been Kidnapped. Victor is getting married and her Dad is ready for a shotgun wedding! Hey there, we're kicking some Fae in the ass! The Thekk ship needs coolant.
Such a beautiful lie I fall for every time I hear it.
Atl-Atl training. Trust me when I say you pick up a lot of odd tricks when stuck in a tundra.
The holy shit moment when I heard Liberty was *blown up*
Every single time someone asked about my Raiment I got to be more like Henry Gondorf than I have in a while.
Drop Bears. And we honestly did not do that to ourselves.
Speed Round: Standing between Levi and Ash on a field of Corpses - Finally understanding what others felt when they saw me get back up after so many misconceptions while in the well of bones - Walker driving home just how absolutely petty and dangerous Strain can be - Ever almost Goodbye Thank you Dr. Ness, Victory, Brett, Liberty and whoever else lent me an ear. That moment when I committed Two and a half years worth of mats and a healthy bit of credits to what I thought to be my last few hours in game as Gondorf. Oh... and something about a art collector getting lost out in the woods.
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OH MY GOD I am still squee-ing on too many levels to believe that happened. Thank you Lou for not just your heroic effort and making my half baked - oxygen deprived plan work but for that wonderful look on your face after the moment of truth! Thank you everyone present for bearing witness. Thank you Lin And Matt for making it all possible. And above all: Thank you so much, Jake! A better foil I could not hope for nor a better combatant I could ask.
People come to me looking for the truth as it suits them. They look for a happy ending to their troubles. Too bad for them. I don't do happy. As to putting an end to things, The Truth often does a fine job with out me.