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Originally Posted by Ahldagor
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just because i can run around the zones. it's like a silent goodbye (depressing, realistic epiphany).
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I remember this moment on Live.
I'd been friends for years with a playing married couple. They had played in the early days and remembered the things of original EQ, the things that bring players here. Me and the husband were both tunnel rats and the real players. His wife, and mine were ancillary, but good support players.
I'd been out of the loop for a while with them. Joined a hardcore raid guild and all that. I burned out and hadn't played in a long time when I began to log in again.
I happened to see the wife one day in PoK, and I hadn't seen her or the husband in nearly a year. We talked in /t for a while and I asked where Gradey was (one of her husband's toons). That's when she'd told me they had suffered an armed break in. They shot him. He had died.
We chatted a while longer and I told her, "Let's go to EC and fire off an /auc for Gradey." We went over. East Commonlands had two players in it: us. We went over to the tunnel. EC had been revamped and it no longer looked the same. I had some item I intended to bazaar, and for old time's sake, I typed up an /auc line and repeated it a few times as we chatted and remembered.
I never felt so lonely in a virtual world before or since. I spent so much time in the tunnel, bursting with player life... and now it was dead and cold like my friend. It was the oddest fucking feeling...
A slow, sad goodbye.
(MAN was I happy when I found p99. I need to hit the tunnel!)