Are we doing stories? Alright, I'll tell one..
Firstly, I'd like to thank you edge for the kind words. If I had a handwritten copy of that story, I'd put it on my fridge with some magnets but sadly I can only give ya part of my signature, hope that's alright for you buddy.
Anyways, much like EoC's story there once was a "God" in the ENT community, and to even further the similar nature, this individual was too once a staff member. I've been trying to think of a worthy god title for him but the best I can do is The Rage God. (Yes, very creative I know)
Now, naturally when you think of the word "rage" especially being directed at someone, you'd assume the individual in question would be red faced, cursing everywhere, never has a stable temper and for some parts of what I'm about to tell you, that's true. But, the term goes way deeper as we dig into the ENT archives.
Similar to the ongoing theme, once upon a time I served (well still do serve) the ENT community and I, too, had worked with this moderator and everything was fine. In-fact, we were actually friends and had communicated for long times of the day. I'd always thought of his persona as very laid back, kind, helpful beyond belief and overall just a great asset to this wonderful community.. Until one day... (que the dun Dun DUN)
One day, the persona was dropped! Everything that had ever defined this fellow staff member had broken nearly as powerful as a star exploding! You'd think to yourself - Oh no, how could that be? Well, it was a rather unfortunate situation through my eyes. From time to time before the said explosion, this individual had been going downhill. Unsure of what exactly in his life had drowned him to such depths - I could only assume it was because his dedication and contributions left him lonely. I tried the best I could to contain him but it just couldn't be so.
After the explosion, of course, came the aftermath. Many pieces burned, scolded and many pieces left shattered without answer. When he blew up, so did his persona, his attitude and his mod status - Yep, he resigned. As myself was left in confusion, I still tried to grasp for answers but I could already tell that he was so hurt and so fueled with an anger that surprisingly had only just begun to grow..
Then, as we hit the ol' fast forward button, he's back. Yep, back in staff and trying to contain himself further after months of building himself up with all this anger that myself in the time had no idea about. Everything was "okay" in the very vague and basic definition of that very word, until one day - I was removed. Well, correction, I had temporarily resigned due to a conflict that left myself rather upset and this individual somehow found it as a window to unleash what I call - "The Rage".
The Rage is a series of events, outbursts, claws, spikes whatever you'll call it that happens from short to long periods of time. Of course, still being my friend, this was his gateway to unleash his fury upon everyone at ENT (internally) at the time. At first, I had assumed he was defending me and in-fact - I did actually believe this for the longest time, but oh how wrong was I. What it turned out to be, was an everlasting burning passion firing up field after field with no end in sight.
Through many conflicts between myself, him and others which I won't name - the ending result was a peaceful resolution and reinstatement back into staff from myself. He however, was just beginning.. Thinking at the time we were safe and friends, he had slashed me! Surprise attack! Out of no where and for little reason, this individual had now officially begun his spree of burning flames throughout this entire community even to this day. I was struck, confused, betrayed! In addition to being hit from behind, the individual went as far as to try and get me removed from staff again. Can you believe that? Devastating, I know.
And then came the long run.. Or should I say, the long burn. Like a forest fire without an end, this individual had unleashed all his hatred out on not just myself, but many others. Flaming, raging, talking behind our backs spitting the hottest flames he can. So hot that they could even go as far as to burn metal itself.. And all I did, was sit there sadly. (que the PepeHands - or no, the FeelsBadMan)
I had watched someone I genuinely valued as a friend just burn the universe. Of course, from everyone elses eyes they had lost every ounce of respect and care for this person but honestly, not me. I saw something differently. I saw an individual so hurt and filled with rage that I could only ever give this title - the rage god - to him. Not so much because he flamed or sent hatemail no, he wasn't THAT petty. But because in every opportunity he gets, he strikes. In every instance he can drop the same hottest of the hot flames - he'll do it. And why? We'll never know. I'll never know.
And to this day, the individual had, much like EoC's story, disappeared. But from what I've read over the years, he's still spitting those flames. Unleashing that same everlasting rage, but this time - on innocent people. And can I do anything? No not really (since he's in bnet now), but like I said just watch from afar. Occasionally I'll pull up an article and see the new town he's devestated with his fury and the feelsbadman just comes back out. Like a semi-long sigh you take at a person who's beyond repair. Should he read this or acknowledge that this is in-fact about him, all I can say to you guys is - Run. Don't let his rage claim you too, as it has with others. But of course, he'll only target me as he's done all these years and when he does - I'll just put up my shield and turn the other way because it's honestly not worth even looking at what he's become anymore.
And there you have it, the rage god. Maybe not as "meme worthy" as EoC's story but I figured hey it's late, let's all grab some hot chocolate and sit around the campfire telling the stories I'm sure we all have.
And to conclude, I just wanna say - Welcome back EoC, I've missed you. Hope you enjoy your stay here again at the hotel ENT, we had your same room on reserve for when you would
return.