There used to be certain events and experiences that made every day mundane existance seem tolerable and worthwhile. For Dogs and a lot of the forum regulars, myself included, it was the netgames. It used to be our life, our passion, and for some sad individuals the sole reason for existance...( I never mentioned Bod ok!)
Everything used to revolve round the forum and our netgames. We did not need television heroes, soap opera's or smutty paperbacks for our kicks. We used to have something better, more real, unique and incredibly exciting. During the time Dogs was involved in the forum, the culture he helped create, was soon imitated throughout the on-line scene.
Words never fully expressed the emotions of dogs and his teams he managed over the years, nor his style of play.
Never before has one man been so talked about, posted and legislated against, yet remained such an enigma. He may not have had all the time or answers for all the problems of on-line play. But his contribution and enthusiasm should never be questioned.
Dogs was one of those beings whose obsession with Champo and the forum was faster and more intense than normal. Just as an aeroplane only flies by its speed and pressure against the air, he played only to win in the on-line hurricane. He was not always in complete harmony with the normal, but his contribution and talent remains none the less....
The fury of champo on-line raised the pitch of play to the Dogs standard. Slow play was not his forte, the forum multitudes were swept forward till their pace was the same as his. In the forum's early heroic period of the last 5 years, he found himself in perfect relation both to forum he helped create and netgames he was part of.
I have often wondered what would have happened to Dogs if the Scottish Clan had continued for several more years. His fame was spreading fast and with the momentum of the fabulous. The earth trembled with the wrath of his warring banter. All the metals were molten. Everything was in motion. No one could truly say defeating him was impossible.
Dogs might not have realised Silver foxes's dream of conquering all the S.I forums, yet he arrived at the Scottish Clan meets in 2003 or 2004 with most of the non drinking social retards, but his fruit juice displacement was legendry.
When his modship began, the storm wind ceased as suddenly as it had arisen. The skies were clear; the bells of FM on-line rang out. The forum returned with indescribable relief to its long interrupted, fondly cherished ordinary life after years of neglect.
Now following his sudden news of departure ,Dogs has left once more moving alone on a different plane and at a different speed.....
Gone but not forgotten, when will we see the likes again. Damn few and ther aw damn deed!
your ever faithfull and loyal servant
Turps
P.s good luck in the CM5 forums, geez a shout when u want another azz kicking
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