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Jun. 3rd, 2025 02:33 pmI'm tired of loss it's just a constant now
I'm tired of losing people
I might make a better post than this later or tomorrow or...I don't know. The feelings are raw and they hurt and I tried distracting myself, but my mind keeps straying back to that which I know to be true.
I lost another guildie. Slink wasn't just a guildie though. He was a true friend, a guy who was hard edged on the outside but soft and filled with so much love and kindness. He wasn't afraid to speak his mind and say what he thought was right. We've had many laughs over the years. I've known him since 2010, so that's... Fuck. That's 15 years. 15 fucking years, Slink.
Where does the time go?
Slink and I met in a little MMORPG called Eternal Lands and I joined a guild he was part of by the name of Legion of Renegade Crusaders or, as we called it and called each other, LoRC and LoRCies. Slink would joke that he was 87 years old a lot because technology isn't his strong suit and we'd all laugh. He was like our dad in a way. He'd talk about the latest craft brew he got and pour it out, pull out a cigar, and shoot the shit. Talk about his kids, his music, just life in general.
Slink is a musician. Music lives and breathes and moves in him. Always appreciated a good vinyl record, there was always something spinnin' at the Slinkstitute. Always something classic.
I'm sure he's got something cool spinnin' in the afterlife. I know he's got the good stuff on tap every night, all night as he talks about pop culture and sings along to every Prince song he knows which is pretty much all of them.
A shot in your honour, dear friend. I'll be looking out for you in the skies always.
-- Lori
I'm tired of losing people
I might make a better post than this later or tomorrow or...I don't know. The feelings are raw and they hurt and I tried distracting myself, but my mind keeps straying back to that which I know to be true.
I lost another guildie. Slink wasn't just a guildie though. He was a true friend, a guy who was hard edged on the outside but soft and filled with so much love and kindness. He wasn't afraid to speak his mind and say what he thought was right. We've had many laughs over the years. I've known him since 2010, so that's... Fuck. That's 15 years. 15 fucking years, Slink.
Where does the time go?
Slink and I met in a little MMORPG called Eternal Lands and I joined a guild he was part of by the name of Legion of Renegade Crusaders or, as we called it and called each other, LoRC and LoRCies. Slink would joke that he was 87 years old a lot because technology isn't his strong suit and we'd all laugh. He was like our dad in a way. He'd talk about the latest craft brew he got and pour it out, pull out a cigar, and shoot the shit. Talk about his kids, his music, just life in general.
Slink is a musician. Music lives and breathes and moves in him. Always appreciated a good vinyl record, there was always something spinnin' at the Slinkstitute. Always something classic.
I'm sure he's got something cool spinnin' in the afterlife. I know he's got the good stuff on tap every night, all night as he talks about pop culture and sings along to every Prince song he knows which is pretty much all of them.
A shot in your honour, dear friend. I'll be looking out for you in the skies always.
-- Lori
