You had me weeping, Steelclaw. Bravo.
Good job man.
Ye who hath so many times filled my body with mirth and laughter now hath wrung a tear from my eye.
Well said, Steelclaw.
@Winter. Because I'm Winter. Period.
I am a blaster first, and an alt-oholic second.
Yeah now I'm crying again.
I had just decided to have some coh characters drawn up by striffle, and had been re-reading Retail Retali8r's origin story. She left one Paragon for another, but now...
Where will she be able to go, that won't die again and again?
Please read my FEAR/Portal/HalfLife Fan Fiction!
Repurposed
Who started cutting onions in here... 
@macskull, @Not Mac | XBL: macskull | Steam: macskull | Skype: macskull
"One day we all may see each other elsewhere. In Tyria, in Azeroth. We may pass each other and never know it. And that's sad. But if nothing else, we'll still have Rhode Island."
"One day we all may see each other elsewhere. In Tyria, in Azeroth. We may pass each other and never know it. And that's sad. But if nothing else, we'll still have Rhode Island."
well said steelclaw well said
Cancel the kitchen scraps for widows and lepers, no more merciful beheadings and call off christmas!
Mayan prophecy has come true... the world is ending.
The Alt Alphabet ~ OPC: Other People's Characters ~ Terrific Screenshots of Cool ~ Superhero Fiction
Yeah that was very well written. *sigh*
The Alt Alphabet ~ OPC: Other People's Characters ~ Terrific Screenshots of Cool ~ Superhero Fiction
*applause*
SteelClaw,
I've never seen anything less than an excellent post from you, but this one tops
them all for heartfelt poignance.
Truly well said.
Best Wishes,
4
I've been rich, and I've been poor. Rich is definitely better.
Light is faster than sound - that's why some people look smart until they speak.
For every seller who leaves the market dirty stinkin' rich,
there's a buyer who leaves the market dirty stinkin' IOed. - Obitus.
Even after identifying far more with my namesake villain for years now and even after all the side-splitting laughter I've had from your lists, this is your best post by far.
@Quantum Evil Rad/Rad Corruptor
Making the world safe for maleficent particles since 2004.
I don't know what, if any, ending the studios might be planning.
But this is the true epitaph. They can't possibly sum it up any better.
Altoholic - but a Blaster at Heart!
Originally Posted by SpyralPegacyon
"You gave us a world where we could fly. I can't thank you enough for that."
I thought this was much more appropriate than a silly list. It was fun and funny while it lasted.
I would like to thank everyone who supported my particular brand of crazy throughout the years here. You have no idea how much you all helped me through some fairly difficult times just by being nice enough to laugh at a joke.
And... although I accept NO personal liability and/or responsibility... sorry about any sticky monitors and/or keyboards I may have caused.
My mind wanders so often you've probably seen its picture on milk cartons. - Me... the first person version of the third person Steelclaw
Thank you for that story, Steelclaw. I've loved your lists and laughed along with everyone else.
I've shared this story with my SG and will keep a copy of it as the cap to my files on City of Heroes. What you wrote was how I felt when I read the news.
Thanks for the years of laughter, and for the last, sentimental tear to cap off some of the best years of my life so far, in a game, or out.
Lyc~
"I play characters. I have to have a very strong visual appearance, backstory, name, etc. to get involved with a character, otherwise I simply won't play it very long. I'm not an RPer by any stretch of the imagination, but character concept is very important for me."- Back Alley Brawler
I couldn't agree more.
Well done, well said SteelClaw,
I have been on CoH most of the time since 05 and on the forms here since 06, tho this is only about the 12th time i have posted here (I would rather play the game then talk about it 
I find myself here now adding my voice to those of so many of my good friends who are also feeling like they are about to lose half of there family and have no idea how to stop it from happening. ATM I am pissed and also want to make the most of the time I/we have left and do a bunch of Hami raids and MSrais and whatever else we can get to and I feel we must find a good way to use the power of our joined voices for good and maybe to find Paragon Studios new backers or something, private servers..... we're a bunch of geeks we can find a way.... right
i hope 13 and a Blue moon are lucky
I don't think any of us could have captured the mood of the community any better. Well said.
@Olympia XLI - 102 months and counting until the end!
Chicks dig giant robots.
SDCC 2010 Sketch by David Nakayama: my most venerable brute, Handle Smasher
Well done
Brilliant. Poignant. We will never fly in the same way again. Thank you for this.
Ideally, the tank will die precisely as everyone else starts fighting, allowing aggro to be spread evenly among the blaster. -seebs, "How to Suck at CoH/CoV" Guide
Late to the party, but I must comment:
Perfectly said through your narrative, Steelclaw.
Well done indeed. I can't imagine anyone that's played this game not being 100% in agreement and commiseration with this viginette. I know I am.
Thank you.
August 31, 2012. A Day that will Live in Infamy. Or Information. Possibly Influence. Well, Inf, anyway. Thank you, Paragon Studios, for what you did, and the enjoyment and camaraderie you brought.
This is houtex, aka Mike, signing off the forums. G'night all. - 10/26/2012
Well... perhaps I was premature about that whole 'signing off' thing... - 11-9-2012
Quote:
Goodbye, Steelclaw. Even if this ends on a melancholy note, your comic relief was always something we looked forward to.
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Originally Posted by Steelclaw
Goodbye CoH. Goodbye Devs. Goodbye my beloved Forumites.
Goodbye Steelclaw. |
Annnnnd theres the tears again. Well done.
@Ashen Fury
Ashen Fury - KM/EA Scrapper
Erika Tempest - Ice/EM Tanker
Scion of Restoration - Emp/Sonic Defender
*claps softly*
Bravo.
Thank you, sir, for everything.
My characters at Virtueverse
Faces of the City
Oh man Steelclaw, this post is a heartfelt bookended to my heroic career. Thank you for putting in words what I have been struggling with.
This equals the feeling I first had when I saw this player made video long ago. http://m.youtube.com/?reload=7&rdm=m...?v=rsWdgMpk_xk.
I hope that link works. It made me feel heroic. It was the transformation I made everyday when I logged into CoH and patrolled the streets of Paragon City.
Unfortunately, your post is the reverse feeling. I am once again relegated into the ranks of the normal.
I will truly miss this game and the community.
Thank you Steelclaw, thank you heroes.
My characters at Virtueverse
Faces of the City
No joke list. I'm not feeling particularly funny right now. This little story is me trying to express how I DO feel.
Goodbye CoH. Goodbye Devs. Goodbye my beloved Forumites.
Goodbye Steelclaw.
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Aaron stood high above the scenes below, the rooftop was quiet, granting a distance from the chaos that reigned on the street.
He took a breath, willing himself to become detached to achieve the same emotional distance from what was happening as the physical one hed managed. An impossible task, it seemed; his heart still ached, his stomach folded and clenched in upon itself.
The Well had departed.
Its departure had taken with it all the powers, both heroic and villainous. It had announced its leaving in the same cold, clinical way it had dispersed its favor. Everyone in Primal Earth had heard the words; abrupt and detached. The Well had never cared about them. It had lived AMONG them but never really been a part of them.
Below, made miniscule and toy-like by the distance, a group of people picked up a bench and threw it through the window of a store. They leapt through the jagged hole and began grabbing what they could. A former hero ran up, spandex dirty and dull, cape tangling about his legs. He tried to stop them; without powers now he tried to appeal to their better natures.
He failed.
When they left him he was prone on the street, his mask had been ripped off, his identity at last revealed to a world that just didnt care anymore. No one moved to help him. Those who walked past deliberately averted their eyes, perhaps in shame at their weakness perhaps ashamed of HIS.
Aaron sighed and looked away as well. His heart broken and bleeding in his chest he stared instead at his own hands, filled with the carefully folded uniform that had been his hallmark these past five years. He had been known and cheered in his day. He had been lauded by civilians and feared by his enemies.
Until today he had fought the good fight.
He leaned over the buildings ledge and let the costume go. Let his past be taken by the wind and flung to landing spots unknown. He considered for a moment following it. It was painful to remember he could not. To remember that he could no longer fly.
All out of happy thoughts, he whispered in a thick, tear-choked voice.
Instead he turned and walked back towards the rooftop door. He would live. He would move on. He was sure that, sometime in the future, he would find happiness and joy in life once more. He could not see that light at the end of the tunnel now, however.
After all, what light existed in a world without Heroes?
My mind wanders so often you've probably seen its picture on milk cartons. - Me... the first person version of the third person Steelclaw