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SWG Veteran Refuge » My story, my life my galaxy. I am Ichben. I am a Vet. Now hear me roar and hear me cry (Part 2)
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Ichben 5/01/08 12:17:10 AM
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Hello my ladies and gentlemen. Hello my boys and girls. I have something to tell you. I have something to say. My name is Ichben Einberliner and I am very, very sad. My galaxy, my beloved baby is dying. It is dying a slow and painful death and it is killing me inside. It is killing me slowly. It is killing me to watch such a strong and vibrant community just fade away into nothingness. Just fade away into time. Just fade away like they were nothing, like they weren’t even alive.
I ask you my friends. What the hell happened? What kind of madness and sorcery caused such a thing to happen? What did we do that was so bad and so cruel that would cause the gods to pull the rug right from under our feet? Right from under our once very glorious lives?
Now we are lost. We are falling angels desperately trying to claw our way out of the darkness, desperately trying to find the light. But we can’t find the light. We can’t find the light at the end of the tunnel because there is no light in sight. Hell the light isn’t even close. Without this light, without this beacon of hope we feel alone. We feel alone in the darkness, wondering around in the cold, walking around like we lost something. Walking around like we lost our will to live, our will to go on, our will to persevere and to survive, our will to fight the good and fight against the struggle until that struggle is over, until that struggle is gone.
And with the struggle defeated and our pain a distant memory, we can lay down our arms and embrace the warmth. We can embrace the light giving us energy and giving us strength. But, sadly my friends, our struggle is far from over. Our war of war still rages on. It still nags at our souls because we are lost. We are sad and we are mad at the gods that cursed us. The gods who took away the only thing we ever loved. The only thing we ever cared for and the only thing we ever gave a damn about because our galaxy was our life. Our galaxy was our salvation. That galaxy was our way out of the darkness and now it is no more.
Now the galaxy we once knew and loved is gone forever and that really pisses me off. It really makes me mad because once upon a time in a galaxy far, far away, I was a somebody, I was something special, I was a dancer and I was called Ichben Einberliner.
I was famous. I was loved. I was known throughout the land. I was known throughout the galaxy as the dancing man at the C-net way-station, the C-net starport land. I was known as the fat man in the pink hot pants, and man was I hot. I was sexy. People from different races and different cultures knew my name, they cam from far and wide to see me dance. They came to see me hustle and they came to see me flow.
Some people called me names. Others gave me money. They smiled at me. They cheered me on. They told me to keep going. They said “Keep dancing Ichben. You just keep right on dancing. Don’t you ever stop. Don’t you ever stop moving your feet. Don’t you ever stop shaking those hips. And don’t you listen to those haters sugar. Don’t you listen to those clowns. You the man baby. That’s why they mad at you. That’s why they get sad watching you dance because they know you are happy. They know you are free and they wish they could be as happy and as free as you. They wish they could be you. They wish they could be the man. The dancing man at the starport, the dancing man with the fans. Keep dancing Ichben. Keep being the man”
And that’s exactly what I did. That is exactly what I had planned to do until I was stabbed in the back. Yes someone did stab me. I was virtually stabbed in the back by the very galaxy I once loved and knew. One moment I was minding my own business, dancing away, than, before I knew it, before I could blink an eye I was unconscious. I was knocked out. I was knocked out cold and when I regain my senses. When I regain my consciousness the galaxy I knew and loved was no more. The world that I cared for and loved deeply was gone and I was left standing on the outside looking in.
I was left standing alone in the cold with no one to go too, no one to hold. I was alone. I was frightened. I was scared. And most of all, I was depressed. The one thing I knew how to do best was taken away from me. I was stripped of my lively hood. My bread and butter. My passion and love. And it was all their fault. It was them who ousted me out into the wilderness. It was the gods who stabbed me in the back. They knocked me out. They knocked me out of the galaxy and never let me back in.
I was thrown out into the emptiness and beyond. I was devastated. I was heart broken. I was sad. For I knew this was the end of my reign of joy. I knew I could no longer dance. I could no longer entertain my friends on Starsider. Never again could I hear their laughs. And never again will I ever see their smiling faces. My life was over. My life was done. I began to weep. I wept on that fateful day and I wept and wept and wept because I knew this was a sign of things to come. I knew the end was near and I knew our day of darkness was upon us.
I knew it was closing in fast and I was powerless to stop it. I was powerless to stop a mighty storm that would consume us all for good. A storm that would wash away the galaxy we once knew and loved. It would wash away the golden days of the Pre-CU and give us a flood of madness of flood of confusion and a flood of pain. This madness, this pain, and this confusion, was known as the NGE.
I knew this because I felt it in my heart. I felt it shutter as the beam quake rumbled and roared. A beam snapped in my heart marking an end of an era. The fall of the tower. The fall of the game we all once knew and once loved. The fall of a galaxy. The destruction of an empire divided. The dismantling of Pre-CU.
As I look back on my past. As I look back at my glory days. I knew I wasn’t perfect. I knew I wasn’t straight. There were good times and bad times. Some days were sunny and other days were, well, rainy. But despite all the ups and downs and dips and turns. I would never in life, regret anything I did. I wouldn’t take any of it back. I will always cherish the warmth and life blood of the galaxy as it warmed my heart, filling my veins with power and love.
I will never forget the aura and adventure I felt while playing my favorite game, living my dream of dreams. Living in a galaxy far, far away. Living in a galaxy that was good. A galaxy that was kind to role-players and kind to people like you and me.
Now those days are gone. I am no longer a dancer. Now a days I don’t know what the hell I am or what I am suppose to be. I am still trying to figure that out. Even to this very day I am still trying to find myself. I am still trying to find the magic that will get me over the hump. The kind of magic that will save me from this misery and save me from this pain. My life without the galaxy by my side has been hard. It has been a long and tumultuous rode.
Waking up in the morning is a struggle. Waking up in the morning has been a nightmare of nightmares. Some days I don’t want to get up. Some days I don’t want to wake up in the morning and go to work because working without the galaxy by my side is lonely. Working a nine to five job without the galaxy to come home too to hug, hold, and love is just something I cannot bare to continue doing. I can’t live like this. I can’t live without the galaxy. I can’t live without my love. I can’t live without my baby, my darling angel, my golden tower.
Maybe I should take a nap. Maybe I should go to sleep and never wake up. Never to breath again. But I stop myself and think about what I am saying. I put the blaster down and really think about what I am considering doing. I think about what it would mean to my loved ones if I were to go away, if I were to die. No, no I can’t go to sleep right now. I can’t end my life. There is still hope left. I can still find a way to save the galaxy. I can still find a way to save my baby and its lovely refugees. It’s lovely children of the dark. The children of the fallen city.
We will see the light again. I promise you all we will see good times. I know we will because I know in my deepest of hearts there is still a hope. There is still a flicker of light just waiting to explode and light the skies with excitement and joy. We will be free my children. Some day we will have our galaxy. We will have our home.
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Reklaw 5/01/08 2:01:31 AM
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Joined: 1/07/06
Freedom is the will to be responsible to ourselves. |
Well said, but i will tell you what happend: Mainsteam internet and the community that came with it. |
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Sam123jo0123 5/01/08 2:47:55 AM
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Joined: 2/17/08
Account was stolen! |
Well, Not trying to be rude here but it does seem like you were addicted. I mean, not wanting to go to work because of SWG? Surely thats a little too far. |
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Lateris 5/01/08 2:56:19 AM
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Joined: 12/29/05
~Eve~ |
I was that Bothan named Astral that always tipped you well in C-net. I remember when I first saw you and I could not stop laughing. Then I saw you again, and again, and again! Those were the days when we could see the fat human dance in c net and laugh with others about it. The population of SWG is so low compared to the pre cu. Well let me assure you of one thing and that you might be able to live this life again when Eve Online brings forth the avatar on space stations and I will gladly donate isk to get you started. Look for it this fall.
I remember the day when every npc city was packed with players on every planet. |
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p920037 5/01/08 3:01:14 AM
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Apprentice Member
Joined: 4/29/08
Vet in exile |
Originally posted by Sam123jo0123 Why is it so hard for you to accept that normal, well-adjusted people can miss their game? |
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Sam123jo0123 5/01/08 3:03:09 AM
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Joined: 2/17/08
Account was stolen! |
Originally posted by p920037
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p920037 5/01/08 3:05:40 AM
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Joined: 4/29/08
Vet in exile |
Originally posted by Sam123jo0123 And getting on with your life includes getting accounts banned, harassing PMs, and ddos attacks against websites you disagree with? |
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Sam123jo0123 5/01/08 3:07:02 AM
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Joined: 2/17/08
Account was stolen! |
Originally posted by p920037 Whats a dods attack? As to the other too, I only state the facts whether or not you create multiple accounts is against the rules. |
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Thunderous 5/01/08 4:46:54 AM
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that my friend is the true fact which has ruined our galaxie and continue's to ruine allot more then just that game.......