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Speaker for the Galaxy, speaker for the dead

Star Wars Galaxies was the greatest MMORPG I ever played. I miss it and I want to talk about the game I once knew and loved, hoping upon hope it will return again in all it's glory and wonder.

Author: Ichben

Speaker for the Galaxy, Speaker for the Dead(Entry 1)

Posted by Ichben Tuesday November 10 2009 at 7:45PM
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I do not know if the galaxy is gone. Hell I don't even know if it is dead or alive. The thing I remember most when I left the galaxy on that fateful day in November of 2005 was the feeling of utter despair and misery. I felt pain for the galaxy and pain for her children apart of this galaxy who loved it just as much as I. I miss the galaxy, and the galaxy misses me. It misses each and every one of us who were apart of this once glorious world now gone forever in our hearts, and gone forever in time.

Everybody played a part in making it a special place. Everybody played a role in making the galaxy feel like a second home to all involved. It was my second home, my second place of comfort and safety. It was my second home and now my second home is gone. It has gone away forever and my life has not been the same ever since.

My life has been a living hell without the galaxy. I lost everything I ever loved. I lost my friends to the combat upgrade and I lost my loved one to the NGE. The NGE killed my baby!! It killed my baby girl and and I never saw her again. My baby girl was dead, and now so was I.

It has been a long time since I've felt alive. And it's been even longer since I've felt happy. On November of 2005 when the galaxy fell to the hands of the dark side all those years ago, I tried loving someone else, I tried to play WoW, but the experience simply wasn't the same as that of the galaxy.

Nobody wanted to roleplay. Nobody wanted to hold my hand, smell the roses or go fishing on a day when the air was cool and the sun was bright. Nobody wanted to lie down on the grass and gaze into the sky admiring the bright and shiny stars in the bright and shiny night. I tried making friends with the common folk, but that experiment was a complete diaster. Most of the citizens of this world were mean to me. They called me names, telling me to "fuck off" and "grow a pair you fag!!!"

Yes you read that right they called me a fag. They said I was a "spry little cherrypicker" and told me to go away and never come back again. So with a heavy heart and a tear in my eye, I packed up my things and left the world of Warcraft, I left the world for good. I didn't even bother looking back. I just kept right on walking, looking straight ahead into the distance. Ignoring the shouts and the catcalls from behind me as I move on teh my next destination. .

On my way out the door they threw objects at my head, calling me a crybaby, calling me a queer. And maybe I am a crybaby and I just might be a queer. If being a queer means taking pleasure in roleplaying with your fellow brothers and sisters than so be it...I AM A QUEER!!! Chicken soup may be good in a bowl but roleplaying is good for the soul.

So call me a crybaby, call me a queer, I don't care anymore because I miss my galaxy. I miss my baby girl!!. Sometimes when I sleep at night I dream of the galaxy. I dream of the dead that once were, the dead souls who once roamed this glorious and beautiful galaxy and made it the special place it once was, but now they are gone, now, they are dead and gone and so is my heart and soul. 

I dream of the sabers and the stars in the sky. I dream of the dancers in the catina, the cooks in the kitchen and the doctors and nurses in the hospital room making everybody well. In this dream I am alive again. I am free to be the man I want to be. In this dream I can role play to my heart's content. I can roleplay with others and sing my song of songs without feeling guilty, embarassed or ashamed of my actions and behavior.

In this world, this glorious galaxy, I can be innocent along with everybody else. That is what made the galaxy so great and special, so great and so grand!!! The freedom and ability to shape the world the way you see fit. The ability to to build a house, start a family, become a mayor of a town or a bounty hunter of the night, traveling the world in search of Jedi to hunt and kill. This is what life in the galaxy should be like, this is the world I use to know and love.

I awake form this dream with tears in my eyes because I know the dream is over. And I know the nightmare has begun. It begins everytime I hear that alarm clock and every time I wake up. This nightmare has been going on for years and has made me a very nasty and bitter man. I am no longer the person I once was. I am a shadow of my former self. I can no longer dance in the galaxy the way I use too. I can no longer sing my song of songs in the starport of coronet.

I miss my pink hotpants and I miss the warm sun on my beautiful soft skin as I dance nude in front of an audience of eager travelers and explorers of different races and different professions, going to different places to do different things. Right now, at this moment in time I am lost. I am unfound, but as the galaxy as my witness, I will find a way out of the darkness, I will find the light at the end of the tunnel and me and my galaxy will be together again. We all will be together again as one big family and one big community.

I will find my baby again if it is the last thing I do. The galaxy and I will be together again, but in the meantime. I will speak on behalf of the galaxy and all it's long lost souls. I will speak of it's good times and it's bad. I will be the speaker of the galaxy, I will be the speaker for the dead.

Mystik86 writes:

You're one of those folks who is STILL crying about the NGE stuff? It's been a while now. Perhaps it's time to just forget it ever happened and move on...

Tue Nov 10 2009 8:20PM Report
Ichben writes:

How can anybody forget about something as beautiful and as pure as the galaxy? How can I move on from something I never left in the first place? I miss the galaxy like a child misses his mother on Christmas day. I miss the galaxy like a wife misses her husband on a lonely night, when the sheets are thin and the bed is hard and cold.....

Tue Nov 10 2009 9:04PM Report
Faxxer writes:

I support you.  The goal we should have is to make sure NOBODY EVER gets what's left.  Because it was taken from us, they do not deserve to have any form.   SOE needs to LOSE SWG 100% ...until then, they're still getting away with that crime.

Sat Apr 02 2011 4:39PM Report writes:
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