Wrenbird
First Post
Alyysssa is the reason I role play.
I sat in her Grove every single night while it was on Wizards. She tolerated me when my only interests were still disrupting rooms and causing scenes. She guided me from that to something more. She taught me a way to play with the intent of creation, rather than destruction. She taught me storytelling. She taught me depth. She was a friend to everyone, even if they didn't know it - willing to engage with any comment, any action, any effort, in effect improving the play experiences of others.
I sat in her Grove every single night when it moved beyond. We'd talk about everything and nothing, in-character and out. She'd organize plots, banquets, gatherings, and nothing at all, bringing old friends together. She married every character I had need such, and performed the event with as much gusto and ceremony as one might put into the real thing; she's done the same for dozens of other ISRPers. She was the 'afterparty' for Balls and Dances. She made people smile, she made people laugh, she made people glad to play; glad to interact.
I'd think of her Grove every night, even when we feel out of touch. I haven't really spoken to her in 2 years now, I think. We both played less, fell in with different crowds, moderating commitments. A chat every now and again towards the end, but the roads got far apart.
She was my first friend outside 'in-character.' She let me confide in her things I couldn't bring myself to talk of with 'real-life' friends. She was a willing ear and a comforting shoulder when I was at my absolute lowest. Jobs lost, careers earned, loved ones passed, lovers gone - she became a better friend than I could have ever asked for at its best, better than the ones I could touch and grasp in the flesh, and I'd like to hope I was able to be even a minute speck of that to her. She let me come out to her after friends in the flesh had challenged and admonished, and was able to simply accept.
I spent a long time trying to find a voice, some words. It feels almost selfish to do so, knowing that it's for my greater benefits; I need to say something, express something, else burst with the sadness I feel. But we've lost such a wonderful person, someone who has likely shaped the very way this community and its members view themselves.
To those who knew her, remember who and what she was and smile.
To those who have not have the privledge, know that this community has lost a wonderful storyteller and a radiant, superb human - mourn, and aspire.
Alyysssa is the reason I play.
I sat in her Grove every single night while it was on Wizards. She tolerated me when my only interests were still disrupting rooms and causing scenes. She guided me from that to something more. She taught me a way to play with the intent of creation, rather than destruction. She taught me storytelling. She taught me depth. She was a friend to everyone, even if they didn't know it - willing to engage with any comment, any action, any effort, in effect improving the play experiences of others.
I sat in her Grove every single night when it moved beyond. We'd talk about everything and nothing, in-character and out. She'd organize plots, banquets, gatherings, and nothing at all, bringing old friends together. She married every character I had need such, and performed the event with as much gusto and ceremony as one might put into the real thing; she's done the same for dozens of other ISRPers. She was the 'afterparty' for Balls and Dances. She made people smile, she made people laugh, she made people glad to play; glad to interact.
I'd think of her Grove every night, even when we feel out of touch. I haven't really spoken to her in 2 years now, I think. We both played less, fell in with different crowds, moderating commitments. A chat every now and again towards the end, but the roads got far apart.
She was my first friend outside 'in-character.' She let me confide in her things I couldn't bring myself to talk of with 'real-life' friends. She was a willing ear and a comforting shoulder when I was at my absolute lowest. Jobs lost, careers earned, loved ones passed, lovers gone - she became a better friend than I could have ever asked for at its best, better than the ones I could touch and grasp in the flesh, and I'd like to hope I was able to be even a minute speck of that to her. She let me come out to her after friends in the flesh had challenged and admonished, and was able to simply accept.
I spent a long time trying to find a voice, some words. It feels almost selfish to do so, knowing that it's for my greater benefits; I need to say something, express something, else burst with the sadness I feel. But we've lost such a wonderful person, someone who has likely shaped the very way this community and its members view themselves.
To those who knew her, remember who and what she was and smile.
To those who have not have the privledge, know that this community has lost a wonderful storyteller and a radiant, superb human - mourn, and aspire.
Alyysssa is the reason I play.
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