 Irk_Cipher
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Date sent: 2017/06/25 20:53:14
Listen. I've been here for at least four years. Some of the greatest memories of my life have been here. This is where I met my best friend. This is where I met the first person who wasn't in my family that I legitimately liked. This was my home- Mushroom Co.
It's not any more. This place isn't the Mushroom Co. It's Webbcraft; my home, ripped apart and put back together. I thought that if I just closed my eyes and ignored the problem, everything would be fine. Everything would go back to normal. It'd be Mushroom Co. again, and I'd log on, and fight Zapppy, and help Joan, and see all my old friends, and build Invaders back to what it used to be. To what I wanted it to be.
But I can't anymore. I can't keep watching this place fall apart. I wanted to help this place, I really did. Maybe I'll drop by and check up a few times. Maybe I'll come back, some day. Maybe you'll change, Luigi.
I know I have.
Ciao. IrkenEliteZim, Irk E. Lete, Invader Irk, Irk Cipher, signing off. |