Nothing fancy to say. I’m not gonna hold the name hostage, so if there’s someone that wishes to use that lengthy name I had chosen, feel free, as its now open!

If you still wish to talk to me in some form, you can find my contact info in some of the previous posts if you would like to dig around.

Otherwise, my personal blog is @trollthecarry. You can find me there too.

I have said it so many times before. Thank you! Now I’ll lay this blog to rest.

Blitz RP Post Mortem

My last post for this place for awhile.

I'd like to thank you all once again for the support. It's been a ride. I wanted to take some time to look at what I think went right, and what could be better if returning to RPing. Bear in mind these are observations by me, and what I had thought of as I progressed in interacting and talking with people. These are honest thoughts, and will contain some good and bad! With the New Year approaching, I wanted to go ahead and let it all out before I take off from this blog for a long time. 

Until we Meet Again - Today I Retire.

Hello friends. (Under the cut with info)

For Discovery, for Progress (End)

The letters had been sent out to each individual that had shaped him. An announcement of a journey. A new discovery.

"Blitzcrank, are you ready? We will be away for great lengths. It could be months, even years until we return to Valoran."

The Golem had his gaze fixated on the port of Piltover, looking to the towers, the buildings, the familiar cityscape he had resided in. His home. 

He would make no movements. He took in the view, and he remembered the various parts of Valoran he had observed. Each blade of grass, each tree, each rock. He would remember each critter and animal, and each name of the people that had come into his 'life.'

Blitzcrank had no way to show what he felt. What was this? Nostalgia? Remembrance? Sadness? He could categorize the feelings that were being pulled from his database, he understood what he was supposed to feel here. 

"I AM READY."

Sadness. Sadness.

"I WILL MISS THIS CITY. THIS PLACE. THIS HOME. I WILL MISS PEOPLE."

"Have you...quantified the sad feelings?"

Another researcher would ask. A number of them gathered, looking up to the Golem, but the Golem kept his eyes upon Piltover.

"I UNDERSTAND WHAT I MUST FEEL. I AM TO BE SAD. I AM TO MISS PEOPLE AND HOME. THAT IS THE APPROPRIATE RESPONSE. PERHAPS IT IS ALSO CORRECT TO BE TORN. THERE IS A NEW DISCOVERY AHEAD. NEW EXPERIENCES. I AM EXCITED, AND ALSO SAD."

"That's right, Blitzcrank. That's just it. That's a step closer to understanding humans. We feel it too."

They nodded, each face a representative of the various city-states across Valoran, coming together for this journey. Each would nod, expressing the same feelings as Blitzcrank felt.

"COLLEAGUES. MY NEW FRIENDS. THEN LET US DEPART."

For new discoveries, for progress. The ship soon left port, and slowly, Piltover would disappear from the horizon.

"UNTIL A VARIABLE AMOUNT OF TIME, VALORAN. FAREWELL."

For Discovery, for Progress (Part 1)

"....you understand the gravity of this? This is quite a discovery! We want you to come with us as a representative of Piltover...we want you to come with us to the new land."

The golem merely stood in his position, the brightened eyes staring down upon the men that stood at the front of his residence. A mixture of people, scientists and researchers, representatives from varying regions and city-states. From what he had been told earlier, they had discovered a new landmass, one which had not been charted. This was an opportunity for new discovery, the possibility of new cultures and new life.

"IF THIS IS FOR THE PROGRESS OF SCIENCE AND DISCOVERY, I WILL COMPLY. I WILL ACCOMPANY YOU."

A simple nod followed his voice, having assessed the situation within seconds.

"Excellent. We will leave in a few days. You will be a great asset to this journey. Able to gather data, assess situations, and even venture into areas where we could not go into. We are grateful of your quick decision."

"ALLOW ME TO THANK YOU FOR THIS OPPORTUNITY."

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A letter of a farewell. Blitzcrank would start composing it to his friends and colleagues, to address the new journey.

He owed them an explanation for his departure.

He didn't want to leave them without an answer. He was close to them. Touched by them, each having given him some new impact or information in his life. It made him what he was today. The experiences with them had furthered his conscious, made him more aware of his developing thoughts and emotions.

In a matter of hours, he had sent out the letter. 

Friends and Colleagues,

I must give my thanks. I do not think I would have developed so many thoughts and emotions without your help. You have given me experiences that I would not have gotten otherwise.

And it is now time for me to gain another experience.

I leave for a journey. With Researchers and scientists, I will be part of a number of representatives to this new land, and I will find new experiences there. I will aid in the progress of science and discovery.

Perhaps this is not a farewell. Perhaps this is more along the lines of, a see you again. For I am certain that there will be a time of return. But I will be helping in this new discovery.

Until we meet again, my friends.You will always be my friends.

The Great Steam Golem, Blitzcrank

// The part 1 of my retirement post. I've made my decision to retire from writing and role play at the moment. It wasn't the easiest of decisions. However, I'm not going out without giving Blitzcrank a purpose. So as a last hurrah of sorts (for now) I'll be leaving Blitz on a journey. Part 2 to come later. 

Greetings friends.

Good morning, and let me take this short time to say I'll... make an announcement, and post in the coming week.

I'd like to sort out my decision before the year ends.

//

Serious considerations are being made for this blog.

I'll have more updates later, I'm taking time to think up on my options.

In the mean time, my apologies for lack of communication.

For now, a good night!

Happy Harrowing hue hue.

I seem to have found myself in a predicament.

I have turned into a scarecrow.

Hue.

I also cannot stop this...laugh. Yes. Hue.

I deem this appropriate for this season.

Hue.

// Harrowing time, and while I haven't been the most active, I feel I should participate / contribute in some fashion. Blitz is now a Hue-filled Fiddlesticks look-alike. Hue hue.