This half-eulogy, half-prayer was perhaps so poorly construed... my apologies for that. I just never got to truly experience TF2 for what it is. The things we did on this server were pointless and yet I adored every second. Getting dominated, annihilated, then learning… there’s a sorrow in it, a regret, but also something radiant. No other game has made me feel this in my 17 years of life. Yes, I am 17. But I won’t nag, nor will I reach out again if that’s not what you want. Let this be my echo, a fading enigma, never to be seen or heard again. Just know… someone out there truly exists who cherishes your soul in some way, even if it means nothing. <3

You may never read this, but thank you Silent and this other guy which I already forgot the name of, you provide experiences that are nearly impossible to forget and shall be longed for... Thank you

+rep?

One might enumerate the vanquished litany of your deceits, the sordid duplicity of the "dubious cheating" employed, the infernal construction portals looping in cruel recursion, even the inquest curiosity surrounding your origin, your blood, your flag... And yet, amid the disarray, the ache of yearning, and the abyssal toll of betrayal, the daybreak of solace arrives quietly. Fleeting, fragile, yet luminously human in all of us playing on this one server... Like two mice stumbling upon one another atop a desolate summit, fully aware of their brief and burdensome lot, yet, continuing their mundane and pointless existence. Eyes cast over the vastness of 2Fort not in triumph, but in tender acknowledgment of it all.

When shared in stillness, even a mundane existence becomes something nearly profound for all of us...
vide experiences that are nearly impossible to forget and shall be longed for... Thank you

-rep 2fort cheater

halo, did you see my offer?

heey added ;3