Thank you, one and all. Again, for your words, for the fun we shared, for the stories we made. Some of those stories had to have a butt, and sometimes that was me. Butt, not often :3
It's been a privilege, and certainly a springboard for some ideas and theories. As a society simulator, there's been levels and levels above and beyond, what I could've ever anticipated. And each one has been immensely intriguing, like a puzzlebox in another language.
As they would say, do and feel
Steve "Sodding" Snail wrote: Cheerio, chaps, chapettes, stats and statues! Ken yer savvy self, spend the clockwise wisely and spin off to angles unknown #spins the wheel, makes it live again towards his own sunset#
Lion wrote: *hoiks a sheep up into the air, until it's a twinkle in the sky, to fall down on...
Jack wrote:*... who proceeds to ride it off into the distance, holding hand out for a highfive from ...*
Claire wrote:*who looks up from the radio parts, mutters and murmurs, flickering over a heat map of Cantr isle marked Troubles for Troubles
Lolz wrote:<she sketches the madcappery, probably a feast of cats all clambering over each other>
Bjorn wrote:*he nods, and mutters Bjorn a few times*
Kerrigan and Withersnull wrote:*finally, these two opposites stare and scratch. One dislodging straw, the other a blur of movement
And to all those characters, and the players behind, love you all, in their/my/our own way.
-iavatus