Anuk: It'll be surely be my pleasure, meeting you.
Ryu: My dearest true old timer,
I never wrote a goodbye communique because I have never truly left the real steals me with its various obligations. I suppose I never wanted to see this reality as merely a dying game, or paid much attention to numerous flaws in its dynamics that has caused most to hang their hats and return to their various reals. But again, it is the people I see, have met, who have stayed, who have departed and for that it is still and always be an ongoing experience until this shared station too meets the same darkness our other lives greet. I have fallen deeply for this simulation because it is rich with persons who often express themselves more honestly through their portrayal of different archtypes. Walking the streets at night, you can't help but to feel a little cool that no matter what street you're on, no matter what country, that it's most likely a dirty street with some resemblance to that of the MegaCity where we have all walked as truly awakened operatives, unafraid. It is a world not filled with brambling yetis or caped superheros, the battle isn't taken place in the stars but within each and every one of us from the moment we choose our organization, our philosophy for existence, our belief, focus, perception... and so forth. I never left because here, versimilitude of the fight that takes place is voraciously visceral, our strength transcends levels as we discover integrity, limitations, and strive to progress.
We can make our own shadows to run from, build our own thrones to misguide us, in no place was it truer that we are our own kings, our own fools. In its own right, this concept of coded fantasy has been as real as the people I have met behind each seemingly jaded avatar. Can anyone who has ever truly immersed themselves in this shared world claim they have been unchanged by it, unaffected? The potential in this "game" was boundless for this reason, because as all games are it was built as an escape from our own respective realities yet unlike other games, something about this world is so terribly close to our own. And while in folly it seems in the technical aspects of it, the future was never ours to write, that nothing we ever fought for ultimately mattered.. it is my little hope that this is not entirely true, as it is not true for me.
Sallo will always wear the ring Trace gave her as she truly loves him and still thinks in her silly way that they'll finally buckle down and get married even as Merovingian and Machine. Meracus will always be bald and quirky with her dysfunctions as a functioning AI for Hovercraft Bable Fish. The ideals and choices I have made within the Matrix and in regards to the Matrix will have always been my own. And know I have thought fondly of all of you fine operatives, fine people, persons; regardless of which fence divides us.
Always a pleasure,
S~
Digi: You're hot, can I get a little b-day dancey dance action up in this piece!?!

::Grabs PZ by the collar and points to the stage where Digi's doing a phenomenal job, gives him a conniving nod that insists he's not going anywhere, and a slap on the bum that scoots him towards the disco lights::
::winks at Digi::
Sweet Mantra, grab yourself a drink and enjoy the fireworks babes.
B: You crazy people rock my world.
A: Thank you
C: You infer that the names I go by aren't nicknames. ::chuckles::
::tips her hat to Fenfen and with a wave of her finger, orders him a drink from the cute bartender::
Mm, very much enjoyed! ::chews on a piece of taffy while tossing another piece kerplunk into Morraeon's fine glass of absinthe:: Thanks Phi, Morty.
Nigh: Xie xie wo de hao peng yo ~
Jojo: I very much enjoyed my birthday, low key: no party nor cake, just plenty of R&R, sharing a chat or two with Setunde in Camon.
Saw Transformers yesterday, very worthwhile (it was my late brother's favorite TV show growing up) and I'm doing all my drinking tonight.
So cheers, good times and a fond thanks to all who wished me well. A merry unbirthday to you!