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A long long time ago, before Discord, Twitch, let alone Tik Tok existed, and long before Flash was discontinued. I was a moderator of this community.
It's been 16 years. Everyone I knew from here finished high school, college, a masters degree, founded their own business, became chair of a philosophy department. I wonder what they're up to now.
As for me, all the things I wistfully alluded during my time here have finally borne fruit. I finished med school, then my hospital program, and now I work as a dual trained physician specialist. I married the girl I met and we now have a kid. And all those jokes we made about cross-dressing turned out to be real LOL. I'm proud to be a gender anarchist, ask me about it sometime.
If you're reading this and you remember who I am, please leave a comment. I'll be notified via email.
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This tale harkens back to a time when the AG community was in a state of flux, a place full of promise and ambition. Jointly hosted by Cenere and myself, it included stories and fragments and ideas from many users to form an Original Character Tournament with a cast of over fifty characters. There were a lot of headaches (mainly Cen and I butting heads), blood sweat and tears. It took four years to finish (well, including a year-long hiatus) and several users finished school, graduated from college, started working during its writing (and Moe even got married). It was the tale of our era.
Story Archive | Story Summary | AG Locations | The victestants
* following this fictional tournament will not make you a moderator.
After I wrapped up the blasted thing, I promptly handed in my resignation as a moderator. The resignation itself took about a year to process.
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