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So that’s it then.

Not going to lie, I woke up this afternoon with teary eyes.

But we had fun, right?

Through the highs and lows we always did what we could to keep things going. Sometimes it was easy, other times fraught and like wrangling a bag of mad cats in the midday Sun. We saw through the game being updated to Alliance, we witnessed the blessing of Brawl, we squinted at Skyball and even threw in a Squid Race or two.

I won’t lie, it even got a little scary quiet at times as the population dipped to single digits. We wondered to each other if it was worth keeping it going, holding out hope it would turn around.

And then there were the times the whole population of GOI crammed into our lobby, a bunch of 36 perfect and wonderful strangers gathered around a bonfire of structured anarchy for the love of a unique old game.

Even to the end, we had new faces show up in our lobbies and old timers showing them the ropes. We had players who hadn’t logged in for years come back surprised our little event was still going, and happy to rediscover this little corner of an ever growing steam library.

I always promised at the end of each week we’d keep doing it as long as people kept showing up … but life has made me a liar.

I’m sorry for that. I really truly am. And I know the other hosts and mods feel that way too.

This community has been one of the friendliest, most open and sincerely welcoming places I have ever encountered. Finding a group so simply good and decent in this strange world of ours has been something I continue to be thankful for every single day, and I know that if you wanted to you’d be able to throw together a Chaos of your own. I’m sure some of you can even imitate an accent too, and hey maybe I’ll even be in the lobby to hear it.

So that’s it then.

The last flares have faded. Randall goes to sleep satisfied. The mandatory fun zone has closed. The kiss cam captured its last ram. The final password has been guessed. The number game has been and gone. The spectator ship has sailed into the sunset.

And I must admit, I’m tired.

But I sure as hell did have fun.

And I know the torch is passed on to good hands now - yours.


It’s been a pleasure, always and forever.

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